<?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-8606144861349312201</id><updated>2012-01-29T20:53:16.288+08:00</updated><category term='Celebrations'/><category term='cam-whoring'/><category term='foods~'/><category term='wen-wen'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='Raya'/><category term='A day in my life'/><category term='food'/><category term='baking'/><category term='dogs'/><category term='random'/><title type='text'>Adventures of a Little Monster</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>petitmonstre</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/SDxDotXf3CI/AAAAAAAAAtw/A6ZCcE9en1g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>53</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606144861349312201.post-179315948956788674</id><published>2008-01-20T03:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T03:32:56.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I HAVE A NEW BLOG!</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone, I have a new blog! Please visit kay~ and change my linkie in your blogs. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://siewloongpao.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://siewloongpao.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's still kinda plain... hopefully i'll decorate it soon ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8606144861349312201-179315948956788674?l=petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/feeds/179315948956788674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606144861349312201&amp;postID=179315948956788674&amp;isPopup=true' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/179315948956788674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/179315948956788674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-have-new-blog.html' title='I HAVE A NEW BLOG!'/><author><name>petitmonstre</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/SDxDotXf3CI/AAAAAAAAAtw/A6ZCcE9en1g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606144861349312201.post-2696750248744134679</id><published>2008-01-12T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T00:07:00.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sleep deprived psycho</title><content type='html'>omg. like what the *toot* I fell into a hole *SOB* like literally... T-T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8606144861349312201-2696750248744134679?l=petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/feeds/2696750248744134679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606144861349312201&amp;postID=2696750248744134679&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/2696750248744134679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/2696750248744134679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/2008/01/sleep-deprived-psycho.html' title='sleep deprived psycho'/><author><name>petitmonstre</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/SDxDotXf3CI/AAAAAAAAAtw/A6ZCcE9en1g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606144861349312201.post-14748875799074704</id><published>2008-01-06T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:09:27.549+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foods~'/><title type='text'>crispy seaweed and bunny paos~</title><content type='html'>omg i'm a seaweed addict!!! heheh usually we eat the Tao Kae Noi brand crispy seaweed... but today while doing food shopping we came across a new brand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3M! so cute ler the packaging...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152027814673073026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R3-uADaFQ4I/AAAAAAAAAcs/78Lz3RpBSeM/s320/3M+seaweed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152027810378105698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R3-t_zaFQ2I/AAAAAAAAAcc/n6wTx0rSFm8/s320/3M+seaweed+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;waaah today i edi ate two packets of seaweed (*.*) but luckily it's a healthy product! See what's written on the back of the pack!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152027810378105714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R3-t_zaFQ3I/AAAAAAAAAck/k5XrJV3wJ7Y/s320/seaweed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall eat more seaweed and soon I'll be bright as a diamond and I'll be the smartest kid in the world!!! also 3 quarters of my hair is brown... so I guess I should load up on 'em weeds huh? hehe then, with my black, silky hair I'll be happy as a clam. weee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh and here's my breakfast for today ^^ cute lil' bunny paos that i like! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152027818968040338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R3-uATaFQ5I/AAAAAAAAAc0/3VJvb6jnTWY/s320/rabbit_pau.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8606144861349312201-14748875799074704?l=petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/feeds/14748875799074704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606144861349312201&amp;postID=14748875799074704&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/14748875799074704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/14748875799074704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/2008/01/crispy-seaweed-and-bunny-paos.html' title='crispy seaweed and bunny paos~'/><author><name>petitmonstre</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/SDxDotXf3CI/AAAAAAAAAtw/A6ZCcE9en1g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R3-uADaFQ4I/AAAAAAAAAcs/78Lz3RpBSeM/s72-c/3M+seaweed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606144861349312201.post-8961042634646731478</id><published>2008-01-05T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:09:28.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>X'mas 07</title><content type='html'>For Christmas I went for a movie and had dinner with the form 6 gang... but i'm so lazy to blog bout it now cuz there are so many photos and stuff to write hehe so here's a little belated Xmas fun... &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yuki, who's now one years old, (she was my Xmas gift to myself last year, i mean, last last year '06) wishes everyone Merry Christmas lol damn belated...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152020113796711250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R3-m_zaFQ1I/AAAAAAAAAcU/4RClV8-bMFE/s320/yuki_xmas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyways... here are the Xmas bears... white one is for AiYin n brown is for me! cute hor the two of them? *giggles*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152020096616842002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R3-m-zaFQxI/AAAAAAAAAb0/RWiSlmwpd0Y/s320/bears.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yuki is getting jealous... =(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yuki: Hey...! take my photo instead... (T-T) I'm cuter than them!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152020105206776626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R3-m_TaFQzI/AAAAAAAAAcE/u7TIWuydUxM/s320/yuki_bears1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But I din choi her... so Yuki decides to take matters in her own hand... erm, paw, or flippers.. whatever... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*Music from JAWS*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yuki: *evil snigger*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152020109501743938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R3-m_jaFQ0I/AAAAAAAAAcM/9AihgZljeN8/s320/yuki_bears2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; *POW!*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152020096616842018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R3-m-zaFQyI/AAAAAAAAAb8/kJJo8mYBxEU/s320/black.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;scene containing extreme violent graphics deleted &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Okay, I shall blog bout our nice Xmas outing, organised by Mei Funn soon... and also my happy New Year's eve ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8606144861349312201-8961042634646731478?l=petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/feeds/8961042634646731478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606144861349312201&amp;postID=8961042634646731478&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/8961042634646731478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/8961042634646731478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/2008/01/xmas-07.html' title='X&apos;mas 07'/><author><name>petitmonstre</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/SDxDotXf3CI/AAAAAAAAAtw/A6ZCcE9en1g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R3-m_zaFQ1I/AAAAAAAAAcU/4RClV8-bMFE/s72-c/yuki_xmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606144861349312201.post-4410636585938851819</id><published>2008-01-05T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:09:48.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year's Eve's Eve's Eve</title><content type='html'>29th December 2007 &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today's is the eve of the eve of the eve of New Year's Day and I went to MidValley with Pin! ^^ I still prefer last year's Xmas deco but this year it was quite pretty too lah... I guess it is some kinda Enchanted Forest? with warm, brown-ish and orangey tones...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and magical mushrooms! *giggles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151999351924802274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R3-UHTaFQuI/AAAAAAAAAbc/dx6vpReTimE/s320/kids.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;look at me... so happy there... posing behind the reeds... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151999364809704194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R3-UIDaFQwI/AAAAAAAAAbs/hgLHq049Fa0/s320/DSC05911.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but before that I actually fell into the reeds and knock a few down... to the bemusement of the people around... *sigh* new year resolution. *stop being klutzy*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Okay, first activity of the day... our belated Christmas gift exchange! ^^ here's my pressie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151993261661176386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R3-OkzaFQkI/AAAAAAAAAaM/SEMB_hODb_0/s320/xmas_prez.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;seee what's inside!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151993265956143698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R3-OlDaFQlI/AAAAAAAAAaU/8HBKLZ9X7Ak/s320/daims.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;my favourite Daim chocs! *grins* I immediately pop one in my mouth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually I was expecting a plushie hahah but chocs... me love too ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in exchange I gave Pin chocolates and a bear, now named Stephy ^^ after the din dang dam girl I think hehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;also we had ice-cream! at the new gelato kiosk at the Gardens... dunno call what name edi haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;look like a heart leh my ice cream? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151999343334867650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R3-UGzaFQsI/AAAAAAAAAbM/l2hiHNubiJA/s320/DSC05916.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but mei funn say it looks like a butt *sulks*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151999347629834962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R3-UHDaFQtI/AAAAAAAAAbU/JOnfneniDUQ/s320/DSC05917.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, we walked around Gardens and then I saw Action city!!! gosh I almost died there. everything is so cute! and there're a lot of 'tofu' stuffs there!!! Luckily I din buy anything as I'm full of self-control and possess a rational mind. *beams*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We watched Alvin and the Chipmunks at GSC Signatures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151999356219769586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R3-UHjaFQvI/AAAAAAAAAbk/eKUANlAFqGM/s320/me_pin_signature.jpg" border="0" /&gt;paying 20 bucks a pop, I felt that gave us license to camwhore in the very empty cinema. It's nice as there's no queue, and there's a lounging area and the seats are comfortable and plush... also it's couple seat ler... so hopefully my future boyfriend will be generous enough to bring me here always *dream*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;now... the movie... omg the chipmunks are utterly adorable!!! *cute*cute*cute* the songs are soooooo cute too...! *giggles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151993935971041890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R3-PMDaFQmI/AAAAAAAAAac/fs4qCFDgovc/s320/alvin_chipmunks.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I especially *heart* Theodore!!! hehehe so cute with his baby fat and nightmares and the cute little Xmas card he drew... so cute!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151996160764101298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R3-RNjaFQrI/AAAAAAAAAbE/3w2xUTzaJZI/s320/toffee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151996160764101282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R3-RNjaFQqI/AAAAAAAAAa8/tAvmubekYxA/s320/theodore.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151996156469133970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R3-RNTaFQpI/AAAAAAAAAa0/ZTXTG_975Ts/s320/cutecute.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151996156469133954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R3-RNTaFQoI/AAAAAAAAAas/Yq6-DowHt4U/s320/cute.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151996156469133938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R3-RNTaFQnI/AAAAAAAAAak/hQD2sBNuAbA/s320/chippie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;theodore is soooo cute~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8606144861349312201-4410636585938851819?l=petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/feeds/4410636585938851819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606144861349312201&amp;postID=4410636585938851819&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/4410636585938851819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/4410636585938851819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-years-eve-eve-eve.html' title='New Year&apos;s Eve&apos;s Eve&apos;s Eve'/><author><name>petitmonstre</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/SDxDotXf3CI/AAAAAAAAAtw/A6ZCcE9en1g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R3-UHTaFQuI/AAAAAAAAAbc/dx6vpReTimE/s72-c/kids.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606144861349312201.post-551931410492461322</id><published>2008-01-05T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:09:50.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>playdate at Sylvia's ^^</title><content type='html'>Recently, okay... not recently, but last year... *can't believe it's 2008* I went to Sylvia's house to play! hehehe actually I think we were supposed to discuss homework but after awhile we started toying with her camera... oooooomg i'm so jealous 'cuz I also want one of those DSLRs!!! big, big.... so professional... *eyes glaze over* maybe one of my new year resolution can be to save up enough money to buy one by June! haha hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo... i digress... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so Sylvia, so sweet of her, taught me how to use it and also things like apperture and shutter speed etc...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here's a photo which I took! My first subject is a....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151950531031548258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R39ntjaFQWI/AAAAAAAAAYc/f1XxTTDr45A/s320/1st!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;dental floss hahha ( 'cuz it's Sylvia's product ^^ )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also asked her to teach me how to capture photos of water droplets... but because there is not enough light inside the house... we had no choice but to traipse out to find water and light... Although I always drive passed Casa Ria all these years, I had never went in before, save for one time when I was in form 2 or 3, when I was invited to Wan Yuan's place. I quite like this place, with it's town house concept, and each block has a garden and it's so nice when u look out of your balcony and you see greens and flowers and sunlight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, we walked and chatted then, we came across some flowers which soon became my photography subjects...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151950548211417490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R39nujaFQZI/AAAAAAAAAY0/DIBgcOSHaSU/s320/shiroi+hana.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and finally we found a pipe!!! hehe here are the water droplets!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my droplet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151953009227678130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R39p9zaFQbI/AAAAAAAAAZE/NQ9UZIfqDd4/s320/dew_mine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sylvia's droplet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151951437269647778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R39oiTaFQaI/AAAAAAAAAY8/EUOWG5FWUTI/s320/dew_sylvia%27s2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;***&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's also some photos of Sylvia's hamsters! hehe so so so cute! although I din get to see them cuz they're at her condo in Puchong... hope I get one of the baby ham hams soon ^^ *excited!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151956638475043330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R39tRDaFQgI/AAAAAAAAAZs/XH6D7uNlXsk/s320/hamham5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151956634180076018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R39tQzaFQfI/AAAAAAAAAZk/UQGkI0gDa8E/s320/hamham4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151956625590141378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R39tQTaFQcI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dyRaXjtQXFA/s320/hamham.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151956629885108706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R39tQjaFQeI/AAAAAAAAAZc/cykX1PRrH0c/s320/hamham3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151956625590141394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="217" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R39tQTaFQdI/AAAAAAAAAZU/nXghSeXBrxs/s320/hamham2.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151959314239668754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R39vszaFQhI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/4XzHHluFCL4/s320/super_cute!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tyra the mummy hamster!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151959322829603378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R39vtTaFQjI/AAAAAAAAAaE/1MNTsEMX33k/s320/tyra2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151959318534636066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R39vtDaFQiI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/3J3gtKEwv5Q/s320/tyra.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8606144861349312201-551931410492461322?l=petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/feeds/551931410492461322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606144861349312201&amp;postID=551931410492461322&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/551931410492461322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/551931410492461322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/2008/01/playdate-at-sylvias.html' title='playdate at Sylvia&apos;s ^^'/><author><name>petitmonstre</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/SDxDotXf3CI/AAAAAAAAAtw/A6ZCcE9en1g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R39ntjaFQWI/AAAAAAAAAYc/f1XxTTDr45A/s72-c/1st!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606144861349312201.post-8202986348580640380</id><published>2008-01-05T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T18:27:10.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Human Tetris!!!</title><content type='html'>This is so cute! reli loved tetris when i was a kid. anyhows this is brilliant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/G0LtUX_6IXY&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/G0LtUX_6IXY&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also space invaders!!! another of my favourite game... back when nintendo game boys were big and bulky and had no colour... haha i still think its my favourite game now... haha *old*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VczbbiRmDik&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VczbbiRmDik&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for more fun stuffies, go to their &lt;a href="http://www.notsonoisy.com/gameover/index.html"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8606144861349312201-8202986348580640380?l=petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/feeds/8202986348580640380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606144861349312201&amp;postID=8202986348580640380&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/8202986348580640380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/8202986348580640380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/2008/01/human-tetris.html' title='Human Tetris!!!'/><author><name>petitmonstre</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/SDxDotXf3CI/AAAAAAAAAtw/A6ZCcE9en1g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606144861349312201.post-8344012977088712204</id><published>2008-01-05T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T15:50:44.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back To School Shopping!</title><content type='html'>After a one year hiatus from conventional academic pursuits, college is starting next week o.o I'm kinda excited but a little part of me is dreading it because this means I have to wake up early in the morning and also I'll have to sacrifice time to play so I can be more focused on my studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways to prepare, I went to Popular to buy back to school stuffies, like stationaries and notebooks and others. also the artline drawing pen like nat's and alex's so I can draw my storyboards for my ads. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda miss my old school days... feel so nostalgic when I hear Coreen and mei funn talking bout school life... simple things like painting the class or the first day of school or going to tuition in a gang... all these can be so much fun if you're with your close high school friends... but it's time for a new chapter in my life now... so here's hoping college will be great! weee~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8606144861349312201-8344012977088712204?l=petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/feeds/8344012977088712204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606144861349312201&amp;postID=8344012977088712204&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/8344012977088712204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/8344012977088712204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/2008/01/back-to-school-shopping.html' title='Back To School Shopping!'/><author><name>petitmonstre</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/SDxDotXf3CI/AAAAAAAAAtw/A6ZCcE9en1g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606144861349312201.post-6981899517062204736</id><published>2007-12-29T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:09:51.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FOR COREEN</title><content type='html'>A year has almost pass me by and I realised I have changed somewhat and people around me have grown and changed too... I guess people must change and evolve as time passes... Evidence? My dear Coreen...! *see the photos below*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year she was still a pale-faced, innocent little girl... so han xiu da da...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149407472305652034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R3Ze0DaFQUI/AAAAAAAAAYM/NO6bYgqV-No/s320/2006_0512Image0074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After a year... *wah!* become some hot sexy chick that makes guys swoon... see lah chun fei's love-strucked gaze *wakakaka* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149407455125782818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R3ZezDaFQSI/AAAAAAAAAX8/G0nBTYWo9t8/s320/DSC05748.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149407468010684722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R3ZezzaFQTI/AAAAAAAAAYE/VCbEFQKbU0w/s320/DSC05749.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8606144861349312201-6981899517062204736?l=petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/feeds/6981899517062204736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606144861349312201&amp;postID=6981899517062204736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/6981899517062204736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/6981899517062204736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/2007/12/for-coreen.html' title='FOR COREEN'/><author><name>petitmonstre</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/SDxDotXf3CI/AAAAAAAAAtw/A6ZCcE9en1g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R3Ze0DaFQUI/AAAAAAAAAYM/NO6bYgqV-No/s72-c/2006_0512Image0074.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606144861349312201.post-696454477065549510</id><published>2007-12-28T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:09:51.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Benazir Bhutto is assasinated!</title><content type='html'>I was still half-asleep when i was stumbling down the stairs when I saw the headline. My mind was immediately jolted awake by the death of Benazir Bhutto. I can't believe she's dead. I thought she's going to win the election or something... I guess life is brief and we must expect the unexpected. Hope she's in a happier place now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is also an historical day because my little sister has registered at her new secondary school! Although I'm really proud of her entering a new phase of her life, it's a bittersweet feeling because she is not going to SAB. Well, it's true I don't think SAB is a really great school or anything but still... I would love it if she studies in my alma mater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also it's been a few weeks since my dear Muni..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149443116239241554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R3Z_OzaFQVI/AAAAAAAAAYU/rMVSEKvJXgQ/s320/DSC05455.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;has gone back and I really miss her! especially her great cooking... now I have to eat rice that is not nice and fluffy but coarse and ewww-ish... I feel like a refugee! *wails*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and! yesterday was Natasha and my thai mom's birthday... so HAPPY BIRTHDAY to the both of them ^-^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8606144861349312201-696454477065549510?l=petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/feeds/696454477065549510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606144861349312201&amp;postID=696454477065549510&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/696454477065549510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/696454477065549510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/2007/12/benazir-bhutto-is-assasinated.html' title='Benazir Bhutto is assasinated!'/><author><name>petitmonstre</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/SDxDotXf3CI/AAAAAAAAAtw/A6ZCcE9en1g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R3Z_OzaFQVI/AAAAAAAAAYU/rMVSEKvJXgQ/s72-c/DSC05455.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606144861349312201.post-8501411702775601295</id><published>2007-12-21T11:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T11:47:26.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nostalgia~</title><content type='html'>While browsing through my inbox, i got this mail from chiann... made me think back about the good old days. man.. i'm old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;If you are Msia's 80s baby, read through this, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;we grew up watching Transformers,Thundercats, Woody Woodpecker,Chipm unks, Mickey Mouse, Jem, The Mask,Ninja Turtles, Voltron, Baja Hitam, Popeye,Ultraman n not forgettin SAILORMOON,POWER RANGERS n BUGS BUNNY!!! McGyver? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;had to brush our teeths during recess at primary school? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;had to hold plasticcups, line up with your classmates side by side and start brushing our teeths at some open area... or maybe near somedrain??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;do you still remember that we had'dentist' rooms where we had to have our teeth check?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;not to forget our 'program minum susu'in primary school.. everybody is supposed to buy like cartons of milk that costed30 cents.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;and you would see everyone drinking it everyday...its d UHT milk...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;the teachers who would want to punish us must use yellow rulers to hit us on our palms?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;1 metre length..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;that a bowl of mihun soup or some soup only costed 50 cents at the school canteen... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;went to some sundry shop near the school or to the 'roti' man waiting outside our schools so that we can buy junk foodlike chickedees, mamee, ding dang withsome toys in it, 'Ti Kam', ice-cream and we would play games like monopoly, uno,old maid, and all other card games like that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;another fun time would be during Pendidikan Jasmani. the boys would  play football while the girls would play netball... and it would be like we were playing in the world cup... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;but of course. the best would be main guli, batu seremban, bottlecaps, ice-cream sticks, 'Pepsi Colaone-two-three', Cops and Robbers, main kejar-kejar duduk, getah... and for the not so active, those kind of 'bookgames' where we would use buku latihan to draw and ask our friends to play...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;do you remember the ice-cream tubes which are actually ice and colouring that are sold for 10 to 20 cents.. the colourful ones.. where you usually bite off the top to gulp it down. orange taste is d best..(pop-ice)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;what about days when we felt like doing naughty things such as folding papers so small to make 'lastik' amd shoot each other... how about throwing chalks?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;back then, micheal jackson was just turning white.. and still had albums coming out.. compared to CD's, we were listening to tapes that sold for RM9.90...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;in computer class, we were still usingblack and white computer moniters..played 'Atari'... maybe SEGA or NINTENDO..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;gosh... those were the days... *old* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8606144861349312201-8501411702775601295?l=petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/feeds/8501411702775601295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606144861349312201&amp;postID=8501411702775601295&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/8501411702775601295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/8501411702775601295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/2007/12/nostalgia.html' title='nostalgia~'/><author><name>petitmonstre</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/SDxDotXf3CI/AAAAAAAAAtw/A6ZCcE9en1g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606144861349312201.post-4451402018659538183</id><published>2007-12-17T15:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T16:13:12.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Daemon</title><content type='html'>When I went to voon's blog, I saw that she has got herself a daemon from the Golden Compass website... naturally I want one too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was adamant that I get the huge polar bear! wow so huge and yeng!!! However, what I got was a Raccoon... named Aesop. so gay wei. dammit. No matter how many times I do the test, tweaking my answers here and there... i still got a Raccoon... sigh i've accepted my fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i've got a gay raccoon... sigh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies and gents.. please welcome the one and only...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aesop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="400" width="450"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://goldencompassmovie.com/goldenCompass_blog.swf?id=734592"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://goldencompassmovie.com/goldenCompass_blog.swf?id=734592" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" menu="false" width="450" height="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aesop's linkie &lt;a href="http://www.goldencompassmovie.com/?734592"&gt;here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For your own daemon... go &lt;a href="http://www.goldencompassmovie.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8606144861349312201-4451402018659538183?l=petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/feeds/4451402018659538183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606144861349312201&amp;postID=4451402018659538183&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/4451402018659538183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/4451402018659538183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-daemon.html' title='My Daemon'/><author><name>petitmonstre</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/SDxDotXf3CI/AAAAAAAAAtw/A6ZCcE9en1g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606144861349312201.post-4449400101481570197</id><published>2007-12-05T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:09:55.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roller coaster day...</title><content type='html'>today was a... busy day? a happy day? sad day? not a good day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today kept going up and down, just like a roller coaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the earlier part of the day, I was constantly fretting and worrying about my doomed Singapore trip and it has made me really upset and unable to focus on my homework and packing for the Malacca trip. sigh. There was a bad feeling pestering me at the back of my head all day long. Then there was the shit load of homework. Actually maybe its not a lot... just that in my current bad state of mind, it seemed magnified a thousand times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways there were some happy stuffs. I went to register for my CPU (finally) in the morning! Yay! I'm finally a college student haha no more dropping out! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taadaa~ my letter of acceptance! haha *excited!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140526947020740642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R1bSBct-mCI/AAAAAAAAAUw/FnrmhsGqRpk/s320/CPU!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I actually planned to have lunch with Pin, but my mom had to rush back home so the plan was shelved and she went to lunch with her college mates instead. *sad* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I almost missed meeting her, but luckily as I was walking out of the gates, I saw Pei Wern and her friends! Pei Wern said Pin had came back early to look for me *gan dong* (but she didn't see me in the registration office, so she went back to her class) Anyways, I finally got to meet Pin afterall! =D got to chat with her a bit and see her classroom. Erm... smaller than I imagined. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In the afternoon, I went to Yogazone with ching yee! ^^ omg there's nobody in the afternoon... Only 4 students... haha which i like. the less people the better. I was really glad to see Ching Yee and the yoga helped to clear my mind so after the class I was feeling waaay better. But today the weird yogazone staff is working. I dread to see him everytime. *bluek*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oohhh... and i got a present from ching yee!!! hehe &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;souvenir from Hong Kong!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140526951315707954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R1bSBst-mDI/AAAAAAAAAU4/20hvv3tVTiY/s320/bracelet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;she gave me a pair of earrings too! hehe so happy! I just love the bracelet! Especially the strawberry and the key charm. ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I did managed to finish my homework (around 80%... okay maybe 70...) and I was preparing to go to class when I suddenly felt like not going. My bag is not packed, some camp stuffs are not bought... I feel tired and mentally drained... etc... so I decided not to go. But I felt like discussing my ideas... wat a dilemma. but in the end I din go. OMG i missed class! can't believe it. It's my first time. Hopefully it's the last too. Another reason why I didn't go is cuz today's my maid last day with me. She'll be flying off on Sat but I'll be in Malacca then. So it's good that I can spend some time with her. So sad she's leaving... but maybe it's good too... cuz she always cook really nice food... make me eat so much and consequently become fat. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;kitty sausages! so cute! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140526955610675266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R1bSB8t-mEI/AAAAAAAAAVA/25_vpmpKY50/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today's also Ai Lyn's birthday!!! HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY LYN!!! ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Finally Ai Lyn has joined the 18 year old club! Sadly, I'm gonna leave it in about a month or so. feel so old~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8606144861349312201-4449400101481570197?l=petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/feeds/4449400101481570197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606144861349312201&amp;postID=4449400101481570197&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/4449400101481570197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/4449400101481570197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/2007/12/roller-coaster-day.html' title='Roller coaster day...'/><author><name>petitmonstre</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/SDxDotXf3CI/AAAAAAAAAtw/A6ZCcE9en1g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R1bSBct-mCI/AAAAAAAAAUw/FnrmhsGqRpk/s72-c/CPU!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606144861349312201.post-1168161035058486255</id><published>2007-12-03T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:09:59.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE HORSES!!! Pt. 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently, after missing it for two years, I finally got to fulfill my dreams to go to the KL Grand Prix!!! *excited!* this year its called the FEI CSI 5 (STAR) Grand Prix... wah~ the name so long and canggih hehe~ Altho Grand Prix reminds me of racing cars.. It's actually a showjumping championship ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways. I got to go with the world's most adorable girl - SiN COREEEN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139696536568895074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R1PexMt-lmI/AAAAAAAAARU/LOiZAaw8W4M/s200/11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but she almost din go with me~! (altho she promised!!!) so sad~ luckily i went to find her at her house the night before, bringing along her secret crush *cough* *cxxn fxi* *cough* hehehehe~ only then did she remembered her promise to go with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i digress. back to the story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;On a fine, breezy Sunday morning, I waited at the Tasik Selatan STAR station for ma chere amie, Coreen to arrive. After what seemed like an eternity, her train finally arrived and I rushed into door #7, excited to see Coreen. Hmm.. she's a bit tanned edi after her holiday in Langkawi? Pangkor? hehe sorry i forgot where. It's some beach. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyways. We arrived at Bukit Jalil LRT station, expecting to see throngs of people and a party atmosphere, but it was so quiet! *sound of wind blowing* There was no indication of any event going on, and I secretly panicked a little. A trio of foreigners were equally baffled and thought they might ask the locals *ahem* us but sorry lah.. we also dunno... So all of us just marched on into the unknown.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thankfully, after traipsing through vast uninhabitated land, we soon found our event!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Horses!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144395036585464562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R2SQB5P1kvI/AAAAAAAAAVI/KsOI2z3HDjI/s320/horse_cow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Real... and sculptures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139699890938353458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R1Ph0ct-lzI/AAAAAAAAAS8/A0Buk4PqTXo/s320/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139699903823255362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R1Ph1Mt-l0I/AAAAAAAAATE/DMjJ6Y0LhwU/s320/9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139699878053451554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R1Phzst-lyI/AAAAAAAAAS0/sFx9ENkO8kQ/s320/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139699869463516946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R1PhzMt-lxI/AAAAAAAAASs/1DyJcIYYyN8/s320/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These horse sculptures are done by Lim Kok Wing students and each one is supposed to represent a personality of Samsung, one of the main sponsors. I think they are humanity, beauty and dunno what. haha I forgot. It is a design competition actually and the red one is the winner. My personal favourite is the cartoon one tho, which stands for 'humanity'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;damn cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139698911685809906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R1Pg7ct-lvI/AAAAAAAAASc/0_QuPhBjAnk/s320/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways. If you have a bunch of colourful horses, two girls and a camera, what do u get? Cam-whore time of course =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139703979747219426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R1Plict-l-I/AAAAAAAAAUU/-ptcBcoXRz0/s320/19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139703966862317522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R1Plhst-l9I/AAAAAAAAAUM/7HfOddosZiE/s320/18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139698920275744514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R1Pg78t-lwI/AAAAAAAAASk/cUGXnCNeCco/s320/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After taking lotsa photos, we decided to ride the horse-carriage! Actually I wanna ride on horses and ponies too... but didn't lah in the end. So sad. At least I got to ride on the carriage! So soh poh. I thought it was 30 bucks per ride. Actually it's just 3 lah. swt. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the carriage ride!!! *heart*heart*heart* By the way, I decided to have one for my wedding, but shaped in a pumpkin of course. Just like Cinderella! weee~ I want it pulled by 5 horses and horse #1 shall be dyed pink colour!!! and with mini pumpkin carriages for my bridesmaid at the back!!! *giggles* and an entourage of ponies! with cherubic little kids riding them~ *eyes glaze over*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139700865895929730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R1PitMt-l4I/AAAAAAAAATk/N_U198gzbHs/s320/13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139698907390842594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R1Pg7Mt-luI/AAAAAAAAASU/119b13Saoag/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139703958272382914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R1PlhMt-l8I/AAAAAAAAAUE/nEbCkeipbOE/s320/17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139700870190897042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R1Pitct-l5I/AAAAAAAAATs/QOTBLLDoYX8/s320/14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139703953977415602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R1Plg8t-l7I/AAAAAAAAAT8/h2jqAMwHUyM/s320/16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh~ coreen is so pretty right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144398902056030978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R2STi5P1kwI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/zpwUa122lyo/s320/15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and the horsey! It has the eye-covers thing, just like race horses! hehe maybe so it won't get distracted by its surroundings when it's pulling the carriage around. I love it... it has warm breath hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139700857305995122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R1Pisst-l3I/AAAAAAAAATc/GeETbNjGFZ0/s320/12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139700857305995106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R1Pisst-l2I/AAAAAAAAATU/1stihUX1AFU/s320/11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139699903823255378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R1Ph1Mt-l1I/AAAAAAAAATM/gVEUP46xG3I/s320/10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show is gonna start soon so we went inside the Putra stadium! Wah... got a lot of booths! And quite a lot of people too! hehe I wanna learn horse-riding!!! anyone wanna sponsor me? hehe Got booths sellling equesterian stuffs and spca and other thingeys. Then there's this really impressive malay dude. Using pen on cloth, he attempts to create the longest drawing ever! His work is really nice and detailed! It's like he drew all the historical stuff and civilizations and etc. Here's a shot of a part of his work. It's really long actually ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139698894505940690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R1Pg6ct-ltI/AAAAAAAAASM/SST4xMoDZ-4/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are actually more booths in the inner part of the stadium! mostly food and souvenirs. Also! A large inflatable castle thingey! Of course I wanna go and play... but didn't lah... or Coreen will be embarrassed. also.. i'm overaged. dammit i'm so old. *SULKS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139698877326071490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R1Pg5ct-lsI/AAAAAAAAASE/dkgC-kuFzoY/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Samsung Cup gonna start at 4.30! So we quickly got into the stadium...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To be continued...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;More photos &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21497404@N06/show/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8606144861349312201-1168161035058486255?l=petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/feeds/1168161035058486255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606144861349312201&amp;postID=1168161035058486255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/1168161035058486255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/1168161035058486255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-love-horses-pt-1.html' title='I LOVE HORSES!!! Pt. 1'/><author><name>petitmonstre</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/SDxDotXf3CI/AAAAAAAAAtw/A6ZCcE9en1g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/R1PexMt-lmI/AAAAAAAAARU/LOiZAaw8W4M/s72-c/11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606144861349312201.post-1818398966058114939</id><published>2007-12-03T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T18:27:05.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ingredients to make a Happy Me</title><content type='html'>Just woke up from my nap!!! Feel so happy and contented now!~ ^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, this morning I was not feelin so good tho. In fact, i was feelin kinda lethargic. I was soo sleepy, my head hurts real bad (T-T)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to ask Emma, our HR manager whether I could work half-day. And of course, she, being a nice person said yes. Plus there's not many things to do today. Today was just some basic number crunching and cross-checking. A long list, but its a simple job. To get me through the day, I drank two cups of espresso (mixed with milo) And then... not only did my head hurt, my stomach hurts as well. I wanna go home! huuhuu~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I estimated I'll get everything done by 12.30 or 1 and finally go home and sleep my head off. But somehow I managed to finished my work faster than I thought! *gleeful grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"All done, just in time to go home!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just nice! ^-^I finished at 12, right on the dot! Didn't plan it okay? I'm so amazing!! *another gleeful grin* So off I went, sleepwalking to the LRT station. I was soo tired I slept in the train and apparently I'm not the only one. Everyone else seem to be sleeping too. Sigh. Mondays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoos. Mummy and Wen Wen was late!! I had to wait for 20 mins at KL Sentral. Then mumsie decided to go to the temple for vegetarian lunch cuz its Chor Yat today. BUT actually its not. swt. and so, of course there's no chor yat lunch lah. she's so blur ler. I think I inherited my blurness from her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, we had dim sum ( i *heart* dim sum! wee~) for lunch. After that, both of them went back to Mummy's office while I, lucky me, spent a leisurely afternoon at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like I've been neglecting my own well-being recently. After waking up early everyday to go to work, beating rush hour traffic to KL Sentral, battling for a place in the LRT every morning, rushing to class after work, running around here and there, going out every day, sleeping late, rushing to do my work/homework etc etc I'm so knackered and worn-out. And altho there's still lotsa stuffs to be done and to fret and worry about, I decided what the heck. I'll just forget it (temporarily) and just give myself a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just feels so good to have an afternoon all to myself! No rush, no work. Just reading papers, taking a warm bath and NAPPING!!! =DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels like my batteries are recharged! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally ,today I found out the absolutely vital things to create a Happy Me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;My 3 Basic Ingredients for Happiness&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. Sufficient Sleep. (10 hours is the optimum)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. Good Food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. Nice, Warm Baths.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course there are other ingredients like... reading books and watching tv/dvd/movies and not having constipation ( I remember my primary 3 teacher say we must go to the toilet everyday heheh) and getting my hair washed at the salon and massages and manicures and pedicures and shopping and chocolates and plushies and lip glosses and ... the list is endless. But now, I just have to make sure I get enough of the 3 basic ones. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8606144861349312201-1818398966058114939?l=petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/feeds/1818398966058114939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606144861349312201&amp;postID=1818398966058114939&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/1818398966058114939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/1818398966058114939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/2007/12/ingredients-to-make-happy-me.html' title='Ingredients to make a Happy Me'/><author><name>petitmonstre</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/SDxDotXf3CI/AAAAAAAAAtw/A6ZCcE9en1g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606144861349312201.post-6717028993351575682</id><published>2007-11-30T17:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T17:20:10.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blur + sleepy</title><content type='html'>Today's freefood Friday, so our office ordered Domino's. More bout this later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. I'm waiting for them to fax the invoice so when the fax suddenly rang I quickly collected the paper. Expecting domino's invoice, I was shocked to get a weird fax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We have been receiving blank faxes from you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. Looks like I have been faxing stuffs terbalik all these while. ugh. How??? T-T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired and sleeeeepy...... I feel like a zombie... I've been getting increasingly blur... Today morning I was really mad cuz my touch n go card was not working. I used different entrances but they all did not work!!! Turns out I have been using my isetan card to try to get in. sigh. I din even notice. *malu*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but speaking of isetan. There's member sale today!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8606144861349312201-6717028993351575682?l=petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/feeds/6717028993351575682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606144861349312201&amp;postID=6717028993351575682&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/6717028993351575682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/6717028993351575682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/2007/11/blur-sleepy.html' title='blur + sleepy'/><author><name>petitmonstre</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/SDxDotXf3CI/AAAAAAAAAtw/A6ZCcE9en1g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606144861349312201.post-7822759487593479184</id><published>2007-11-30T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T11:41:03.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture Personality</title><content type='html'>There's this app in Facebook which funn funn recommended to me called picture personality. It's like u choose photos and then based on your selections, the app will decipher your personality. So here's my results ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temperament&lt;br /&gt;Cosmopolitan&lt;br /&gt;When you wake up in the morning, you set out to impress and to make a lasting impression on those who you encounter. You surround yourself with all the right people and right things - making you a real trendsetter. Others admire and want to be just like you. Second best will not do - it's the best (and only the best) for you. You are attentive to detail in yourself, your surroundings and your social circle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interests&lt;br /&gt;Fashionable&lt;br /&gt;Sophisticated, glamorous and experienced. You love everything that is new, fashionable and in vogue. Others admire you, but can't always relate to you since you are a real diamond in the ruff. You like to be two steps ahead of everyone else when it comes to the latest and greatest trends. It could take your counterparts years to adopt your current trends. You just seem to know what's "hot" before everyone else does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amusement&lt;br /&gt;Thoughtful&lt;br /&gt;You are easily stressed out and overwhelmed - you need to take care of yourself first and foremost. Because you tend to be self reflective, you know your limits quite well and must remember to not exceed those limits. When you overwhelm your life with obligations and responsibilities, you tend to shut down and go into yourself even further. Take some time to find your serenity and kick back your feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passion&lt;br /&gt;Emotional&lt;br /&gt;For you passion is less about romance and sex - it's more about friendship and family. Strong emotional bonds and connections are your passion and your pleasure. You always let your loved ones know how much you love, respect and admire them. You do this through kind words, loving actions and simple gestures. You count your blessings each day and express your love openly. You expect the same from others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8606144861349312201-7822759487593479184?l=petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/feeds/7822759487593479184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606144861349312201&amp;postID=7822759487593479184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/7822759487593479184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/7822759487593479184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/2007/11/picture-personality.html' title='Picture Personality'/><author><name>petitmonstre</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/SDxDotXf3CI/AAAAAAAAAtw/A6ZCcE9en1g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606144861349312201.post-5418254112246733946</id><published>2007-11-17T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T03:12:00.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updates!~</title><content type='html'>Well, since the last time i blogged, which is like a kazillion years ago, lotsa stuff has happened in my life. I have since met a dashing young man, got married, bought an expensive condo, have kids (2 girls and 1 boy and 3 puppies) and lived happily ever after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in reality-land, there're no weddings and husbands and kids, but I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#&lt;strong&gt;1. Participated in Ad Unplugged!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a participant of Ad Unplugged, organised by the 4A and 95% (my skoo!). It was held in sunway hotel and spa and we got to work with ECDs (Executive Creative Director) from KL's top ad agencies. weee~ And I got to worked with Daniel Comar (yay!) the hottest ECD ever! altho i actually prefer french guys more but he's not too bad. Oh I also bought a t-shirt with his name on it hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read &lt;a href="http://thestar.com.my/education/story.asp?file=/2007/11/11/education/19379596"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://enter95percent.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for more about Ad Unplugged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#2. Became obsessed with Stolichnaya &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#3. Went to Vishul's Deepavali Open House&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#4. Married Prince Harry (just kidding)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#5. Notice the existence of Miu Kiu-Wai. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's like damn cool and &lt;strong&gt;self-assured. *drools* &lt;/strong&gt;anyways... saw him in Brothers (starring Miu Kiu-Wai, Andy Lau n Eason) with Funn and Chun Fei. However I was a lil miffed that day cuz I wasted almost 10 bucks on cab to get to Times Square. Lucky the movie was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#6. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Successfully survived my presentation.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought the strategy part was okay ler... but my ads suck. They were practically non-existent. I resolve to work harder next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#7. Completed the 2nd module of my ad class (yay!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so proud of myself and thankful to Peter and my class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#8. Started work at Paradigm Geophysical.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#9. Got truly, craptastically addicted to Facebook.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HELP!!!&lt;/strong&gt; i'll be on facebook at 3 in the morning, during work, in the evenings as i'm eating my dinner. ugh. mostly i'm playing with my (fluff)friend. cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#10. Forsaken my yoga class&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel so shitty. waste my mommy's money. I missed one whole week!!! Must go to Yogazone more often!!! Anyways i've got my bad karma for squandering my dearest mummy's hard earned cash. I have grown a little chubbier *sulks* Plus, constant eating at Paradigm doesn't help matters much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8606144861349312201-5418254112246733946?l=petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/feeds/5418254112246733946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606144861349312201&amp;postID=5418254112246733946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/5418254112246733946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/5418254112246733946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/2007/11/updates.html' title='updates!~'/><author><name>petitmonstre</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/SDxDotXf3CI/AAAAAAAAAtw/A6ZCcE9en1g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606144861349312201.post-1082204008343219595</id><published>2007-11-16T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:10:00.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Monster goes to work Day #6</title><content type='html'>Yay! It's finally Friday! The day I've been looking forward to for the &lt;u&gt;WHOLE&lt;/u&gt; week. I've been counting down the days and finally. It has arrived!!! *orchestral music rising in a crescendo*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A shiver of anticipation coursed through me as the hours and minutes went by. Hmm... I can almost taste it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there I was, sitting patiently at the reception desk, biding my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little clock at the lower right hand corner of my Dell shows 11.21 a.m. I groaned. I wish I can press a fast-forward button and speed things up a little. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly out of nowhere, two lovely ladies appeared in front of Paradigm's door. My heart skipped a beat. A quick press of the button thingey underneath my desk opened the door and granted them access into the hallowed halls of Paradigm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when they entered, they brought with them the !!!treasure!!! *on a little pushcart* and the wonderful aroma of FOOD... Glorious Food wafted in, tickled my nostril and permeated the whole office. (and made my stomach growl like hell)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes! it's FRIDAY a.k.a. Free Food Day in Paradigm! Don't you just love this company? Anyways I helped to set up the 'buffet table' by getting the plates and cutleries ready. See I so helpful! hehehe oh.mi.gosh.i.cant.stand.it.im.so.hungry!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 12 (lunch time) edi.. but I dare not eat... cuz the staff from tower 2 are not here yet... and not many people in our office have started eating... You know lah.. I am so demure and polite... cannot appear to be such a ravenous she-wolf. Luckily Emma (our HR manager) saw me and told me not to wait. What a lifesaver! So i grabbed a plate and got my FOOOOOD! YES!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually for lunch I just get sandwiches from San Fran downstairs or eat biscuits, and once I brought pumpkin kueh from home. Simple stuff you know? So you can't blame me for being so jakun about my Friday lunch! Compared to my usual lunch chow, this is a feast!! Today we have tomato rice, fried bee hoon, chicken (fried and drenched in some nice sauce), fried sotong (my fav), curry puffs, cream puffs, konyaku jelly, ais kacang and some other stuffs. I can't remember 'cuz I din eat it. Slightly better than last Friday's. And I thought our Intec staff was well treated 'cuz we got Dunkin Donuts every Friday from Norm (Intec boss). But man was I wrong. Gosh. I *heart* Paradigm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, since my recent weight gain, I decided to stop nicking Jacob's crackers from the pantry. I have been eating like a million of those wheat crackers. weetamix? weetmeal? dunno what its called. damn addictive. am i weird? but wei mein likes them too. so it must be good. I always take 5 or 6, wrap them in serviettes and curi-curi eat them at the reception desk haha eh but i think i'm allowed to lah actually. Anyhows.. since I had a great lunch today, I kept to my resolution. Total weet crackers for today? Only 2. *sigh* I have such great self control. *bangga*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today not much work. Not many phone calls. Just did a little number crunching for Emma and asking all the staff to verify their details for the new name cards. But most were overseas. Frankly, I am a little bored today. Did my French homework and played Facebook. Oh! forgot to include this in my 'updates' post. My French teacher, Fino has been replaced. *sad* I think he was too sick and then he resigned. This is my deduction lah. Cuz last last week he was sick so no class. Then this week they said he resigned. Like, huh? but no fear! I shall get to the bottom of this tomorrow!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now we have this real French guy, Patrice as our teacher. Fino was more fun and focused more on conversational French. This guy is a bit more serious, a tad less lively than Fino but I sense that I'll learn more from him. Now I've memorised my verbs (and their various forms), which are etre, aller and avoir (the verbs to be, to go and to have, respectively).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom has balik-ed kampung for her cousins wedding so i'm stranded alone in this cruel, cold city without *SOB* transport home. Luckily my gu-gu (auntie) works in TA, just opposite KLCC, so can tumpang her car home. Problem is, she fong gong at 6 and me? at 5. How? Go shopping lah of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was wondering which perfume to buy??? Anna Sui's dolly girl? Luv the scent. But i dun like the doll head bottle. Anna's secret garden? Lurve the bottle to bits but I can't remember the scent. Estee Lauder Pleasures delight? My personal favourite. Probably gonna be welcomed into my perfume collection but I tried it on that day and everyone complained its too intense and over-bearing. sigh. but it smells like food! Anyways today they were promoting Nina Ricci's apple-shaped one. Should I buy that? Should I? It has got strawberries and violets and dunno what. Smells not bad. But the most important thing is that it comes with a complimentary miniature! so uber cute I tell u!!! the itsy-bitsy little apple bottle! weeeeeee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways since I couldn't make up my mind, I bought lip gloss instead from Paul and Joe. I couldn't decide whether to buy pink or salmon-ish, peach-ish orange. *dilemma* instead of buying both like my usual impulsive self, I went with pink 'cuz its my favourite colour. And saved money! so responseeeble! and possess rational thinking! Btw, I must so replace my Bonuslink card if not wasted all the stuff I buy in Parksons. Can't save the points. Stupid. All the Benefit stuff I bought. No points. ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I also helped some lady whom I met at the KL Conv. centre. Poor thing. Got lost in huge, confusing, english-language-signboard-less KL. Previous attempts to ask for directions resulted in revealing the true 'powderful-ness' of Malaysians' English. Sad case. It's KLCC for heaven's sake. How can people not know how to speak English properly? It also resulted in her gushing praise of my English haha aiyer like that also so good edi? She should speak to my classmates lor. Their english is damn power okay? Got accent somemore leh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways she is a really amazing lady! Wish I had more time to talk to her or get her e-mail or something. It's like so comfortable chatting with her. She's like this Jamaican lady who now works for the Commonwealth in London and is really warm and nice and knowledgeble. She told me bout some American unis and Jamaica and chocolates etc etc and of course the perfunctory 'Malaysians are nice and friendly' and 'patient and willing to help although their English is not so good' hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also kept on praising my very powderful English. Kept on saying stuff like 'wow your intonation, your bla bla bla is so good' 'are you a teacher?' etc swt swt swt -.-" really swt! Cuz I was just speaking normally okay? Plus, I accidentally said on transit instead of in transit. memalukan. shit i'm a bloody pedantic. I digress. So. Dunno why people have the notion that it so surprising for a Malaysian to speak good English? Same thing happened when I was in Thailand. The British teachers were surprised to know that we can speak English well. I feel that generally most Malaysians can speak good English wat! Unfortunately Ms. Johnson had the 'honour' of meeting some who can't and her perception is now skewed! forever!! and this banner seem to reinforce that notion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133515173432963730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/Rz3o2gmMspI/AAAAAAAAARI/Xp_LarA-6Ls/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Aiyo. So embarrassing until have to hide it with a large urn/flower pot thingey.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133515160548061826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/Rz3o1wmMsoI/AAAAAAAAARA/9rTjjtrwrzA/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Copy reads: Malaysian Make Products and Services. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Great. 'Should be Malaysian-made Products' imho. And services can be 'make' one meh? sry lah when u say services I think whores. ya i got dirty brain. so what? sue me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So this is supposed to be for some bazaar thingey besides zouk. It &lt;strike&gt;is&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;normal&gt; was a parking lot! Now it's some 'malaysian make products and services' bazaar, sempena visit malaisie year. Just great. *fumes* Now I have no more cheap place to park. *sulks* Parking is so expensive okay!?!?! Unless u shop at isetan and you have isetan card, which yay! i just got! then u'll get 4 hours off. But have to spend money buying stuff first ler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Anywaaays. I also bumped into Kar Mun at KLCC but din get to stop and chat with her =( ho-hum. I think TARC is having their hols now. Anyways that's all for today. I'm going to bed. Mummy's coming back tomorrow and also French class! can't wait!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8606144861349312201-1082204008343219595?l=petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/feeds/1082204008343219595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606144861349312201&amp;postID=1082204008343219595&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/1082204008343219595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/1082204008343219595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/2007/11/little-monster-goes-to-work-day-6.html' title='Little Monster goes to work Day #6'/><author><name>petitmonstre</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/SDxDotXf3CI/AAAAAAAAAtw/A6ZCcE9en1g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/Rz3o2gmMspI/AAAAAAAAARI/Xp_LarA-6Ls/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606144861349312201.post-820575243731002458</id><published>2007-11-14T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T21:49:02.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled~</title><content type='html'>wow it's been decades since i've updated... well i've been kinda preoccupied with my assignment... then there was work and my final presentation!!! O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways just for laughs here are some corny pick up lines...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guy: "Your dad must be a terrorist."&lt;br /&gt;gal: "Why?"&lt;br /&gt;guy: "cuz u're da bomb!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first time i heard it on monday. courtesy of my classmate Rudy when i ran out of ideas for corny pick up lines for a scene in my ad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's another one. from People's magazine world's sexiest men alive #7, Dave Annable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guy: "Excuse me, how much do you think a polar bear weighs?"&lt;br /&gt;gal: "I don't know."&lt;br /&gt;guy: "Let's just say it's enough to break the ice. I'm Dave. How are you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i'm in a mo liu mood recently. sudden need for jokes lol esp corny pick-up lines&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8606144861349312201-820575243731002458?l=petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/feeds/820575243731002458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606144861349312201&amp;postID=820575243731002458&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/820575243731002458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/820575243731002458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/2007/11/untitled.html' title='untitled~'/><author><name>petitmonstre</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/SDxDotXf3CI/AAAAAAAAAtw/A6ZCcE9en1g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606144861349312201.post-5107237061969358301</id><published>2007-11-01T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:10:07.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Monster goes to PetroScience!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;On a bright, sunny Tuesday morning, L' Petitmonstre arrived in KLCC to meet the little piggy Nobuta! Nobuta is from a ban nook called Sitiawan (just kiddin dear) and Nobuta's school - SMK Methodist ACS's MASCTECH or the math, science and technology club has organised a trip to KL. First they're going to go to PetrolScience, then the Science Centre then ONE UTAMA!!! so cool hor this school trip? Shopping provided! How thoughtful hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyways L'Petitmonstre decided to tag along! wee~ and thanks to Mr. Ling, the teacher, she gets to go in for free! So there was everyone, lined up patiently, waiting for their turn to board the black round transport thingey to get into petrolscience. The ride was sooo fast it made a snail seemed faster than Superman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By this time, lil monster had gotten to know a few friends, there's Jennifer, who's smart and beautiful, then there's a girl and a few guys, including one cute (real cute not hunky cute) without eyebrows hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was tremendous fun as Nobuta and lil monster went wild in PetroScience! They clowned around and snapped like a kazillion photos! There were so many things to see in PetroScience! First there was the physics experiment things, then some wayang kulit section which was probaby about lights and angles and such.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;einstein!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127574679552356370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RyjOAQYBcBI/AAAAAAAAALg/9TFu6pyVDK8/s320/DSC05039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kerepek satu bungkus!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127577677439529058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RyjQuwYBcGI/AAAAAAAAAMI/0hs0-GX1jvs/s320/DSC05053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;car ride!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127580091211149490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RyjS7QYBcLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Js7eh5iJV2Y/s320/DSC05049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;got caught peeing behind the bush&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127580078326247586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RyjS6gYBcKI/AAAAAAAAAMo/R8B-ZweCyLQ/s320/DSC05042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;contractor: "This one needs a boob job."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127580104096051410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RyjS8AYBcNI/AAAAAAAAANA/6G6e_iX4RJw/s320/DSC05056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127580099801084098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RyjS7wYBcMI/AAAAAAAAAM4/vsETaDU0MSA/s320/DSC05055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127577690324430978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RyjQvgYBcII/AAAAAAAAAMY/OBni6zAXPpU/s320/DSC05052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127577694619398290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RyjQvwYBcJI/AAAAAAAAAMg/9dYAEXY1wfs/s320/DSC05051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Beating around the bush &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127574692437258290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RyjOBAYBcDI/AAAAAAAAALw/huzHYTTjNVU/s320/DSC05044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127574688142290978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RyjOAwYBcCI/AAAAAAAAALo/GuYdCVCi_XU/s320/DSC05043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWAS! Hot chicks ahead *perasan* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127577673144561746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RyjQugYBcFI/AAAAAAAAAMA/ychPoG5AXvg/s320/DSC05054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teksi!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127574701027192898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RyjOBgYBcEI/AAAAAAAAAL4/oJksTS1oZbM/s320/DSC05047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My fav photo!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127580108391018722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RyjS8QYBcOI/AAAAAAAAANI/lsCSFNllcoI/s320/DSC05058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so much more too! Like the romantic cloud backdrop thing! Where Nobuta and lil monster put on a little drama for some amused school girls from Kepong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Scene 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Nobutaland&lt;br /&gt;Cliffs near the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*dramatic orchestral music*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lil monster: "where oh where is my darling Nobuta~~~"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127572368859951026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RyjL5wYBb7I/AAAAAAAAAKw/wO4USowlIqk/s320/~emo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Meanwhile, Nobuta is being held captive by evil giant seaweeds in Kazhakstan. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127582242989764866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RyjU4gYBcQI/AAAAAAAAANY/2-GXCgcZZyc/s320/DSC05069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly, Nobuta ate the seaweeds one by one and soon after two years she finally broke free! Finally! Nobuta is back home, her heart full of longing to see lil monster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Scene 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Back in Nobutaland&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nobuta:"Finally. Home. Where's my lil monster....." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127572377449885634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RyjL6QYBb8I/AAAAAAAAAK4/iOmg9sdsXfM/s320/aiyin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Unfortunately, during Nobuta's absence, lil monster could not contain her hiao-ness and already had a change of heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lil monster: *bitchy voice* forget it gal! I edi got other guys. Monday got Daniel Wu, Tuesday got Zac Efron, Wednesday got Wang Lee Hom, Thursday got the angkasawan, Friday got Shia leBeouf, then Saturday got Mr. Wolfe from csi miami then Sunday got.... yadda yadda yadda... &lt;em&gt;suen ba la~ &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nobuta: but.......... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127572386039820258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RyjL6wYBb-I/AAAAAAAAALI/cEoiRZyNxhU/s320/aiyin3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Zac Efron enters. Lil monster: "Hi honey!" *muacks*&lt;br /&gt;Both of them hold hands and walk away, leaving Nobuta alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*sad melancholic music*&lt;/p&gt;Nobuta: "why~ why~" *sniff sniff* "Come back please"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127572381744852946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RyjL6gYBb9I/AAAAAAAAALA/S35fZUUm-7A/s320/aiyin2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's the tragic end of Nobuta and lil monster's love story. Heartbroken Nobuta went to Korea to cheer herself up and met Hyun Bin and married him and live happily ever after. Lil monster is green with jealousy but cant do anything except sulk all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---*end of drama*---&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;After that, they met a huge T-rex who raps! cool innit? but he is a bad bad dinosaur!!! because he ate lil monster and Nobuta. (cuz he's jealous they're cuter than him)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lil monster trying to save Nobuta from being the rapping t-rex's lunch...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127582264464601378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RyjU5wYBcSI/AAAAAAAAANo/7Wz1smBGUQM/s320/DSC05075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lil monster's turn to get eaten.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127574675257389058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RyjOAAYBcAI/AAAAAAAAALY/LmwtpppOCuM/s320/dino2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Almost swallowed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127572398924722162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RyjL7gYBb_I/AAAAAAAAALQ/5s7WkWMeg30/s320/dino.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kepong school girls in shock after the brutal end of Nobuta and lil monster &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127582255874666770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RyjU5QYBcRI/AAAAAAAAANg/WNeqZm9sUgo/s320/DSC05074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyways, after being regurgitated from the rapping dinosaur's tummy, lil monster and Nobuta wandered around in the pre-historic world before they continued on their journey! They quickly went pass the fossil stuffs and the playing kids section and soon, they found a mini astrodome thingey!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Volcano!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127582273054535986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RyjU6QYBcTI/AAAAAAAAANw/eHL4MA_uKN4/s320/DSC05083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127584811380207970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RyjXOAYBcWI/AAAAAAAAAOI/EjR5lK58DJQ/s320/DSC05097.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leng luis facilitators! hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127584819970142578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RyjXOgYBcXI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/N92X8Py8Uqs/s320/DSC05099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127584828560077186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RyjXPAYBcYI/AAAAAAAAAOY/cVj6d1wpZHc/s320/DSC05102.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the astrodome/mini planetorium thingey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127588621016199570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RyjarwYBcZI/AAAAAAAAAOg/HCvN6Ec7xAU/s320/DSC05111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas! it was closed and lil monster and Nobuta were not allowed to climb in. So they had no choice but to leave dejectedly. *sulks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no worries, because soon, they found some other things to pique their interest. It is the space section! They manage to make some colgate advertisements and camwhore with a mac! cool, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127588689735676354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RyjavwYBccI/AAAAAAAAAO4/HQdCu0v2j9o/s320/DSC05118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127588698325610962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RyjawQYBcdI/AAAAAAAAAPA/tB4zFBbqGPw/s320/DSC05119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127590828629389794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RyjcsQYBceI/AAAAAAAAAPI/nnYRdf_3BpQ/s320/DSC05124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127593100667089458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RyjewgYBcjI/AAAAAAAAAPw/-3j-iEC-gjQ/s320/DSC05125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127588633901101474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RyjasgYBcaI/AAAAAAAAAOo/dhFEHw4hbBA/s320/DSC05114.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;magic powers! muahahaha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127588642491036082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RyjatAYBcbI/AAAAAAAAAOw/br0FWYXBIvE/s320/DSC05115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After posing and posing and posing... suddenly! *cue dramatic music* lil monster and Nobuta realised they're left behind!!! Oh no! Where have the others gone? But luckily there was this guy who notified us that the rest are in the oil drilling section. (60% are alreadythere. lol) Phew... so off we went!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh~ Lil monster and Nobuta love the oil drilling place! It's like uber cool... plus there are oil drilling men there! *dreamy face* *drooools*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!attention! certain photos below are classified 18 sx. If you're underaged please walk away from your computer... now! or scroll down REAL fast. That includes you sook voon hahah =D juz kiddin lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127593109257024066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RyjexAYBckI/AAAAAAAAAP4/oj1075Shh9o/s320/DSC05135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127590845809259026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RyjctQYBchI/AAAAAAAAAPg/ljmIJMy0pHY/s320/DSC05132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127590858694160930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RyjcuAYBciI/AAAAAAAAAPo/j9cQmdvNy_o/s320/DSC05133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127593130731860594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RyjeyQYBcnI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/16HCpfxS30M/s320/DSC05140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127593122141925986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RyjexwYBcmI/AAAAAAAAAQI/eRIm5V_SkuY/s320/DSC05139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127593113551991378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RyjexQYBclI/AAAAAAAAAQA/cbscUV7RsAA/s320/DSC05136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127595742071976610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RyjhKQYBcqI/AAAAAAAAAQo/jqRbQSu2JUM/s320/DSC05141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127595750661911218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RyjhKwYBcrI/AAAAAAAAAQw/tlpkcW2KnZw/s320/DSC05144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127595763546813122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RyjhLgYBcsI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/03RkECuK8_g/s320/DSC05145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127595729187074706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RyjhJgYBcpI/AAAAAAAAAQg/wdaRhQZz4Ok/s320/DSC05148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you know, the little team of Nobuta and lil monster is waaaaaaaaaaay behind everyone else but finally after a while they caught up with the rest of the herd because it is time to leave *sad* before they left tho, they managed to slide down a giant slide and play some puzzle game with ropes. Soon, they were back on the round capsules on their way back to civilization i.e. KLCC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lil monster was kinda sad cuz she couldn't follow Nobuta to the science centre and one utama because she has class in the evening... So with a heavy heart, lil monster followed Nobuta out to say bye bye. While they were going down the escalator... Suddenly! someone hugged Nobuta! Turns out to be Nobuta's kinda-cute-part-time-model-may-be-gay-and-kinda-intimidating-but-still-kinda-cute friend. Anyways lil monster was really intimidated because she thought she sensed him giving her the once over *ahem* which lil monster loves to do when she meets new people and inside her head give bitchy comments about the clothes, the image, the hair, the everything. So anyways... everyone soon said bye bye and Nobuta gave lil monster the longest bear hug ever and everyone parted ways. Lil monster was sad and wished she had more time with Nobuta but was glad to because she had such a fun morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~The End~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;p.s. lil monster apologizes for the bad picture quality as her Photoshop has gone completely bonkers. So... sorry bout the dark pictures and grainy pictures and lil monster not so cute face pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8606144861349312201-5107237061969358301?l=petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/feeds/5107237061969358301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606144861349312201&amp;postID=5107237061969358301&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/5107237061969358301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/5107237061969358301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/2007/10/little-monster-goes-to-petroscience.html' title='Little Monster goes to PetroScience!!'/><author><name>petitmonstre</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/SDxDotXf3CI/AAAAAAAAAtw/A6ZCcE9en1g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RyjOAQYBcBI/AAAAAAAAALg/9TFu6pyVDK8/s72-c/DSC05039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606144861349312201.post-2264307868344187939</id><published>2007-10-31T02:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:10:08.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!</title><content type='html'>Happy Halloween everybody! I din get to go to any Halloween party lah... so I made myself feel better by looking at celebs in their Halloween costume hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways I went to PetrolScience today!!! such a good kid huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tumpang Ai Yin's MASCTECH club trip haha get free tickets somemore.. thnx Ai Yin n Mr Ling! god i had so much fun at petrolscience hahaha all my childish fantasies came to life haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh i had so much fun clowning around with ai yin!!! ^^ and i met so many new peoples and also some lil girls from Kepong! so friendly!!! and I slide down a giant slide!! weee~ more about this in another post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways here's a shot of funn funn's new purse! Pork Salad ^^ I help her to choose one okay? hehehe *take credit* actually i thought the sales guy was quite pleasant looking hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127208258712465314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RyeAvwYBb6I/AAAAAAAAAKo/zgyOp9blzEo/s320/DSC04994.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;cute leh the purse? limited edition one okay? ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg i'm addicted to (fluff)Friends ler! I keep on petting my lil baby wallaby, pappylou! who is like super duper adorable... If you have Facebook pls pet my wallaby okay? hehe I've been earning munnies to feed it the best foods ever! weee~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyways happy halloween again ^^ and since i sleep so late.. i shall be a panda for halloween!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8606144861349312201-2264307868344187939?l=petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/feeds/2264307868344187939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606144861349312201&amp;postID=2264307868344187939&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/2264307868344187939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/2264307868344187939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!'/><author><name>petitmonstre</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/SDxDotXf3CI/AAAAAAAAAtw/A6ZCcE9en1g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RyeAvwYBb6I/AAAAAAAAAKo/zgyOp9blzEo/s72-c/DSC04994.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606144861349312201.post-6717481372758059822</id><published>2007-10-30T02:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T02:46:10.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Babies and Navels</title><content type='html'>While in the course of doing research about my Stolichnaya vodka I came across many funny ads. Here's one that's funny but perverse at the same time... It's about a baby with an Oedipus complex... bian dai baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="366"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LuSBCIV1zuQ&amp;rel=1&amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LuSBCIV1zuQ&amp;rel=1&amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="366"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advertising Agency: JWT Paris, France &lt;br /&gt;Art Director : Xavier Beauregard &lt;br /&gt;Copywriter : Vincent Pedrocchi &lt;br /&gt;Director : Akama &lt;br /&gt;Production : Wanda &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gila one that baby!!! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's another one for people on diet... eat Select Tuna!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="366"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/C_YfBHa74Xg&amp;rel=1&amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/C_YfBHa74Xg&amp;rel=1&amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="366"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8606144861349312201-6717481372758059822?l=petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/feeds/6717481372758059822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606144861349312201&amp;postID=6717481372758059822&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/6717481372758059822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/6717481372758059822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/2007/10/naughty-baby.html' title='Babies and Navels'/><author><name>petitmonstre</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/SDxDotXf3CI/AAAAAAAAAtw/A6ZCcE9en1g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606144861349312201.post-1305024921553683566</id><published>2007-10-28T01:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:10:08.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beauuuutiful sunset!</title><content type='html'>Here's a beaauuuuuuuuutifoooo photo of a sunset. So romantic!!! *sigh* will make my future boyfriend bring me there next time! And eat ice-cream while watching the sunset *dreams* and bury our feets in the sand... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and take long walks along the beach...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and let the waves gently lap at our feets...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and make giant sandcastles and collect seashells... and......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126075568462327698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RyN6kgYBb5I/AAAAAAAAAKg/LdJAGB4-_Og/s320/sunset.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tres beautiful, no? Okay I have to give due credit to the photographer, the talented Mr Hansen who is the most charming, handsomest, bestest, cutest, talentedest, hottest dude in the whole wide world! Also a greek god and future Arsenal superstar! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8606144861349312201-1305024921553683566?l=petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/feeds/1305024921553683566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606144861349312201&amp;postID=1305024921553683566&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/1305024921553683566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/1305024921553683566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/2007/10/beauuuutiful-sunset.html' title='Beauuuutiful sunset!'/><author><name>petitmonstre</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/SDxDotXf3CI/AAAAAAAAAtw/A6ZCcE9en1g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RyN6kgYBb5I/AAAAAAAAAKg/LdJAGB4-_Og/s72-c/sunset.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606144861349312201.post-4380466283398394434</id><published>2007-10-27T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:10:08.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Je suis en retard. *sob*</title><content type='html'>I was late AGAIN today for French class. Although last week was not my fault this week it was. I really couldn't wake up today!!! T-T &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At 1.10 pm i was still struggling to get out of bed... I managed to brush my teeth, wash my face, pick some clothes, grab a quick bite and get ready... all in 1o mins! quick leh? Lucky my 'look' these few days is low mantainance, boring and simple. That's why can so fast.. but so sien ler.. must change my style soon... anyways... somehow I managed to drive myself to class...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unfortunately, due to my sleep-deprivation-induced blurriness I took the MRR II road instead of the Sungai Besi way... Omigod it is so bloody jam lor!!! sooooooooo many cars!!! ugh.. waste my time... It took me like, 40 minutes to reach Jln Semarak! The usual is just like 15-20 minutes ler. I was so agitated inside the car! Luckily i changed from Hitz.fm to Lite 'n' Easy... those jazzy songs really calmed me down... although I was so calmed I almost fell asleep... bad bad girl... But finally I reached L'Alliance Francaise! phew... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being 2o minutes late, i sheepishly went into class, all the while mumbling 'excusez moi.. excusez moi...' but Fino (my teacher) said ca va... ca va... and motioned me to sit down... but later in class he took a dig at me for being late *sulks*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really hate to be late for French cause its my favourite class... =( and also... in French 'I am late' is 'Je suis en retard'... sounds like 'I'm a retard' to me... Hence I have decided to be early for everything! Cuz I dun wanna be retarded ler! Actually I made a resolution a few months ago to be punctual and I have been sticking my resolution (except for a few minor relapses) Anyways, next week I am going to be super early!!! ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is quite a productive day! I learnt all the numbers from 0 - 1 billion! geng leh? hehe &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;French is such a funny language! Do you know what's 80 in french? It is quatre-vingts or in English 'four twenties'. Cute hor?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then 98 leh..? it's quatre-vingt-dix-huit... or 'four twenties and nineteen' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;then got other different different one ler... at first I was amazed but it can be quite a headache trying to remember everything. Thank goodness I'm so smart so it shall be a breeze for me *perasan*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today Fino brought Raya cakes to class... cuz actually Fino is a Malay guy lah.. but was brought up in France and then his uncle works for Unicef in Paris or something. Anyways.. I took a lot of helpings hehe usually I am very shy about eating so much one lor... but don't care lah... everyone else also shy shy don't wanna eat so I eat lor... got chocolate cake and a colourful cake... i took a photo but it's not very clear cause I was in a rush to eat the cake *giggles sheepishly*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126060342803263330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RyNsuQYBb2I/AAAAAAAAAKI/sONXjc6Czt4/s320/Image046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Very happy today cause i've learnt all my numbers!!! Before this I could only count to 10. so sad hor? like little kid level only... but anyhow now i'm at the super genius level... now I'm hard at work practising how to say 989,898 fluently hehehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyways after class I bought Ai Yu Bing and chicken rice as lunch... cuz today the cafe in L'AF don't have snacks... so I was super hungry...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I bought from the Zheng Zhong Hai Nan Ji Fan stall!!! This stall's chicken rice is super good! It's near Leisure Mall and beside The Guitar Store and it's the authentic Hainan Chicken Rice! Although it's a weee bit pricey but it's so damn good that now I'm a regular customer! hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126063491014291330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RyNvlgYBb4I/AAAAAAAAAKY/4bFqjxy7N5I/s320/DSC04989.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126062885423902578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RyNvCQYBb3I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/UrJl-BT7UGQ/s320/DSC04988.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;On another matter... I'm so sad cuz I can't' join funn for a movie... I really wanted to go... but I was supposed to go to a performance in PGRM. It's to raise funds for chinese primary schools I think and somehow my lil sister managed to get super lotsa tickets hehe However, in the end, I decided to stay home to concentrate on my assignment. However, in the end, I got distracted and watched tv and went online. but i did do some research okay? hehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8606144861349312201-4380466283398394434?l=petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/feeds/4380466283398394434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606144861349312201&amp;postID=4380466283398394434&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/4380466283398394434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/4380466283398394434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/2007/10/je-suis-en-retard-sob.html' title='Je suis en retard. *sob*'/><author><name>petitmonstre</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/SDxDotXf3CI/AAAAAAAAAtw/A6ZCcE9en1g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RyNsuQYBb2I/AAAAAAAAAKI/sONXjc6Czt4/s72-c/Image046.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606144861349312201.post-6946041348672190322</id><published>2007-10-25T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T00:33:36.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook!</title><content type='html'>I'm always contented with Friendster and I always thought that Hi5 and Facebook is so ma fan... but I take it back... Facebook is so cool!! ^-^ but of course it is so complicated!!! but I've started to get use to it and its oodles of fun! at first everything piled up at the side 'cuz my facebook have been lying dormant for quite a while since i ran away from it hahaha cuz it has so many things it makes me dizzy haha but now i've finally gotten the hang of it! now i've approved all the friends and then add the other applications like werewolf, family, ribbons and etc... but some like the hatching eggs and superlatives cannot load lah! teruk... but Facebook is still ironing out d kinks so we'll wait and see... now my goal is to clear up my sidebar and approve everything then make my profile leng leng.. and add more photos! weeeee~ then i'll superpoke voon hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8606144861349312201-6946041348672190322?l=petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/feeds/6946041348672190322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606144861349312201&amp;postID=6946041348672190322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/6946041348672190322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/6946041348672190322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/2007/10/facebook.html' title='Facebook!'/><author><name>petitmonstre</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/SDxDotXf3CI/AAAAAAAAAtw/A6ZCcE9en1g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606144861349312201.post-1685615415179241024</id><published>2007-10-22T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:10:08.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool Stuff</title><content type='html'>My teacher, Peter was just telling us that you know whenever people ask us.. 'what u wanna drink?' Then we'll probably say '&lt;a href="http://www.anything.com.sg/"&gt;anything&lt;/a&gt; lah..' or 'whatever'? Apparently, these drinks really exist in Singapore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123840604473347730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RxuJ4etbTpI/AAAAAAAAAJk/1czp54YR4sU/s320/wadever.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And you really dunno what's the flavour also... so really it could be anything... so cool hor? ^-^ don't have to think so hard about what drink u want liao!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8606144861349312201-1685615415179241024?l=petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/feeds/1685615415179241024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606144861349312201&amp;postID=1685615415179241024&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/1685615415179241024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/1685615415179241024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/2007/10/cool-stuff.html' title='Cool Stuff'/><author><name>petitmonstre</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/SDxDotXf3CI/AAAAAAAAAtw/A6ZCcE9en1g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RxuJ4etbTpI/AAAAAAAAAJk/1czp54YR4sU/s72-c/wadever.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606144861349312201.post-3782371432687523179</id><published>2007-10-22T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T02:53:48.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kawaii?</title><content type='html'>Kinda cute ler... but seems perverse too leh~&lt;br /&gt;It's a Japanese potty training video for lil kids... haha had me in stitches when i watch with Coreen hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_6-KrrIbAEs"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_6-KrrIbAEs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8606144861349312201-3782371432687523179?l=petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/feeds/3782371432687523179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606144861349312201&amp;postID=3782371432687523179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/3782371432687523179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/3782371432687523179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/2007/10/kawaii.html' title='Kawaii?'/><author><name>petitmonstre</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/SDxDotXf3CI/AAAAAAAAAtw/A6ZCcE9en1g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606144861349312201.post-1694728857719784941</id><published>2007-10-21T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:10:14.761+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrations'/><title type='text'>My Raya!</title><content type='html'>I know it's edi a week after raya... but here're some photos of what I did during raya! Basically, we just went visiting. Most memorable is the food ler haha and of course all the super adorable kawaii~ lil' kids!~ ^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 1&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;House #1&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically nothing much... we waited for quite a while before we could eat 'cuz there were other people at the dining table... so we busied ourselves with cookies and camwhoring and taking candid shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123814461007416546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RxtyGutbTOI/AAAAAAAAAGM/kl9GBsXvpHQ/s320/cookie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123814465302383858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RxtyG-tbTPI/AAAAAAAAAGU/I6WVFeWe690/s320/me_bpb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;House #2 &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Haji's house there are 2 little kids and a baby! You know his first kid's like, already in her mid-twenties and the baby is just 5 months old! Talk about generation gap! hehe Puteri, who is the girl in the green tudung is the friendliest kid ever! Keep on hugging and kissing me hehe even little kids can't resist me muahaha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways... she seems destined to be a poser~ absolutely loves being photographed! and also taking photographs too... she snatched away my camera huuuuhuuu~ some of the photos below are taken by her de leh! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her bro is cute too! so cherubic ler... but I forgot his name... thus, henceforth he shall be refered to as Bulat! kinda a quirky kid cuz he feeds styrofoam beads to his fish. swt -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The baby, Fatini is cute too... tho not as camera-friendly as her other two siblings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There were no food in this house... I think a big drove of relatives arrived before us. *sulks*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123824863418207682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/Rxt7kOtbTcI/AAAAAAAAAH8/edeS_Af-x_0/s320/puts.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123821268530580770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/Rxt4S-tbTSI/AAAAAAAAAGs/e4f6HtBKXIE/s320/baby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123823385949457842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/Rxt6OOtbTbI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p7b6Jp526iI/s320/kiss!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123823377359523234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/Rxt6NutbTaI/AAAAAAAAAHs/fRDFH-Rzf8g/s320/huuuu~.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123823373064555922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/Rxt6NetbTZI/AAAAAAAAAHk/mosbWwf63Ng/s320/baby!2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123824880598076930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/Rxt7lOtbTgI/AAAAAAAAAIc/M7ynagzRpXk/s320/puts5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123824876303109618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/Rxt7k-tbTfI/AAAAAAAAAIU/30ItwgGXRNc/s320/puts4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123824872008142306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/Rxt7kutbTeI/AAAAAAAAAIM/iFbY6JGYsgs/s320/puts3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123824867713174994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/Rxt7ketbTdI/AAAAAAAAAIE/n6p4PU0m_YQ/s320/puts2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123825851260685906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/Rxt8dutbTlI/AAAAAAAAAJE/kmhupzXX0Og/s320/puts_boon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123825842670751282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/Rxt8dOtbTjI/AAAAAAAAAI0/MYiWU2Fk2iw/s320/puts8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123825842670751266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/Rxt8dOtbTiI/AAAAAAAAAIs/plueR6ZFp5Y/s320/puts7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123825838375783954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/Rxt8c-tbThI/AAAAAAAAAIk/dzpKud4201g/s320/puts6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123826169088265842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/Rxt8wOtbTnI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wnXezk8T5ZY/s320/two!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123826173383233154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/Rxt8wetbToI/AAAAAAAAAJc/wDc_l3ByK4k/s320/two!one.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123826160498331234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/Rxt8vutbTmI/AAAAAAAAAJM/LMJOdt6Xlys/s320/raya2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's one of my fav photos! I like chubby cheeks! anywaays, Puteri's attempting to do the 'fishball cheeks' -from an episode of 'wo chai, wo chai, wo chai chai chai' a long time ago, ^^ which I taught her to do hehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123821277120515378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/Rxt4TetbTTI/AAAAAAAAAG0/G8X0rRSHMsw/s320/fishball.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bulat looking at the styrofoam... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123825846965718594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/Rxt8detbTkI/AAAAAAAAAI8/p7_FB64xBxk/s320/raya.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;House #3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our last stop, Ms. Norliah's house! She's my father's receptionist/admin person. There's an uber cute kid here! Amelie's super hyper and she zooms around the whole house! hehe super adorable i tell u! Plus... she, instead of salam-ing u... will touch your nose instead! =D she does that to everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123821290005417314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/Rxt4UOtbTWI/AAAAAAAAAHM/KzLvABrpn-k/s320/growl!3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123821285710450002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/Rxt4T-tbTVI/AAAAAAAAAHE/-9bAef87wIE/s320/growl!2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123821285710449986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/Rxt4T-tbTUI/AAAAAAAAAG8/x_kj0r3OT_w/s320/growl!.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123823368769588594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/Rxt6NOtbTXI/AAAAAAAAAHU/OnPNk0WBFMc/s320/hse3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;House #4&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Warm and friendly host, great food, big house but unfortunately I din take any photos &gt;&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8606144861349312201-1694728857719784941?l=petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/feeds/1694728857719784941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606144861349312201&amp;postID=1694728857719784941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/1694728857719784941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/1694728857719784941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-raya.html' title='My Raya!'/><author><name>petitmonstre</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/SDxDotXf3CI/AAAAAAAAAtw/A6ZCcE9en1g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RxtyGutbTOI/AAAAAAAAAGM/kl9GBsXvpHQ/s72-c/cookie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606144861349312201.post-1704182205465511923</id><published>2007-10-21T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T22:14:57.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&gt;&lt;</title><content type='html'>Seems like i've recently ran into a bout of bad karma lately... or my feng shui has gone bad... but life's not really shun li these few days... there are some little disappointments, some road bumps... and having to deal with some stupid jerk... and also my bad financial situation huuuu~ T-T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily it's edi Sunday! Tomorrow is a brand new week so I have something to look forward to! I shall be working on my new assignment ^-^ and also to clear up all the clutter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways i love blogthings lah hehe so here's another one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Chocolate Chip Cookie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofcookieareyouquiz/chocolate-chip-cookie.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traditional and conservative, most people find you comforting.&lt;br /&gt;You're friendly and easy to get to know. This makes you very popular - without even trying!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofcookieareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Cookie Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8606144861349312201-1704182205465511923?l=petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/feeds/1704182205465511923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606144861349312201&amp;postID=1704182205465511923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/1704182205465511923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/1704182205465511923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post_21.html' title='&gt;&lt;'/><author><name>petitmonstre</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/SDxDotXf3CI/AAAAAAAAAtw/A6ZCcE9en1g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606144861349312201.post-4057036216363730619</id><published>2007-10-21T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T20:01:18.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life Report Card</title><content type='html'>After seeing funn funn's Report Card I decided to get one too so I can evaluate myself ^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#000000" border="0" width="375" cellspacing="1" cellpadding="6" style="font-color: black; border: 1px solid black;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr height="75" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="+1"&gt;YOUR REPORT CARD:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr height="40" valign="center"&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF" align="center" width="50%"&gt;Category&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF" width="50%" align="center"&gt;Grade&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF" align="right" width="50%"&gt;Love&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF" width="50%"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#FF9900"&gt;D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF" align="right" width="50%"&gt;Friends and Family&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#3399CC"&gt;B&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF" align="right" width="50%"&gt;Body&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#0066FF"&gt;A&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF" align="right" width="50%"&gt;Mind&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#0066FF"&gt;A&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF" align="right" width="50%"&gt;Finance / Career&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;C&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr height="75" valign="center"&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"  align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="+1"&gt;Your Life's Average Grade:   &lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#3399CC"&gt;B&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#000000" height="5"&gt;&lt;td align="center" colspan="2" style="font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: #FFFFFF;" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=152"&gt;'What is your Life Grade?'&lt;/a&gt; &lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt;at&lt;/font&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com" style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not at all pleased with the results. I know I'm not exactly good with my money so that explains the C lah... but what the *toot*! can't believe my love life is D... I reli must jia you ler!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8606144861349312201-4057036216363730619?l=petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/feeds/4057036216363730619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606144861349312201&amp;postID=4057036216363730619&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/4057036216363730619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/4057036216363730619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-life-report-card.html' title='My Life Report Card'/><author><name>petitmonstre</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/SDxDotXf3CI/AAAAAAAAAtw/A6ZCcE9en1g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606144861349312201.post-2594720388862382397</id><published>2007-10-20T03:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T03:54:47.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wu liao~</title><content type='html'>shi tou, jian dao, bu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Paper&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyourockpaperorscissorsquiz/paper.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crafty and creative, you are able to adapt freely to almost any situation.&lt;br /&gt;People tend to underestimate you, unless they've truly seen what you are capable of.&lt;br /&gt;Deep down, you're always scheming and thinking up new plans. Your mind is constantly active.&lt;br /&gt;You are quite capable of anything you dream of. You can always figure out  a way to get what you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can wrap a rock person up in your sheet of trickery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A scissor person can sneak up and cut you to pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you fight: No one can anticipate your next move&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone makes you mad: You'll attack them mercilessly when they're unprepared&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyourockpaperorscissorsquiz/"&gt;Are You Rock, Paper, or Scissors?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8606144861349312201-2594720388862382397?l=petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/feeds/2594720388862382397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606144861349312201&amp;postID=2594720388862382397&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/2594720388862382397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/2594720388862382397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/2007/10/wu-liao.html' title='wu liao~'/><author><name>petitmonstre</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/SDxDotXf3CI/AAAAAAAAAtw/A6ZCcE9en1g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606144861349312201.post-6732064765428533108</id><published>2007-10-20T03:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T03:53:00.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i lurve Blogthings</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Brain is Red&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorisyourbrainquiz/red.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all the brain types, yours is the most impulsive.&lt;br /&gt;If you think it, you do it. And you can get the bug to pursue almost any passion.&lt;br /&gt;Your thoughts are big and bold. Your mind has no inhibitions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to spend a lot of time thinking about love, your dreams, and distant places.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorisyourbrainquiz/"&gt;What Color Is Your Brain?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DBD7D2" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your EQ is 113&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ECEAE6"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyoureqquiz/emotions.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50 or less: Thanks for answering honestly. Now get yourself a shrink, quick!&lt;br /&gt;51-70: When it comes to understanding human emotions, you'd have better luck understanding Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;71-90: You've got more emotional intelligence than the average frat boy. Barely.&lt;br /&gt;91-110: You're average. It's easy to predict how you'll react to things. But anyone could have guessed that.&lt;br /&gt;111-130: You usually have it going on emotionally, but roadblocks tend to land you on your butt.&lt;br /&gt;131-150: You are remarkable when it comes to relating with others. Only the biggest losers get under your skin.&lt;br /&gt;150+: Two possibilities - you've either out "Dr. Phil-ed" Dr. Phil... or you're a dirty liar.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyoureqquiz/"&gt;What's Your EQ (Emotional Intelligence Quotient)?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are 60% Leo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howleoareyouquiz/leo.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howleoareyouquiz/"&gt;How Leo Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8606144861349312201-6732064765428533108?l=petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/feeds/6732064765428533108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606144861349312201&amp;postID=6732064765428533108&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/6732064765428533108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/6732064765428533108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-lurve-blogthings.html' title='i lurve Blogthings'/><author><name>petitmonstre</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/SDxDotXf3CI/AAAAAAAAAtw/A6ZCcE9en1g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606144861349312201.post-3744300614273494266</id><published>2007-10-20T03:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T03:45:40.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>burfdey lurve~</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Birthdate: January 15&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanforyourlovelifequiz/birthday.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, love is a natural progression from friendship. You are almost always friends first.&lt;br /&gt;In love, you are loyal, steady, and honest. You are not a cheater or even much of a flirt. &lt;br /&gt;You are likely to stay friends with your ex... and open to rekindling something in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number of True Loves You'll Have: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number of Times You'll Have Your Heart Broken: 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are most compatible with people born on the 6th, 15th, and 24th of the month.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanforyourlovelifequiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean For Your Love Life?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8606144861349312201-3744300614273494266?l=petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/feeds/3744300614273494266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606144861349312201&amp;postID=3744300614273494266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/3744300614273494266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/3744300614273494266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/2007/10/burfdey-lurve.html' title='burfdey lurve~'/><author><name>petitmonstre</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/SDxDotXf3CI/AAAAAAAAAtw/A6ZCcE9en1g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606144861349312201.post-4690364731744567256</id><published>2007-10-20T03:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:10:14.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little KiDs~!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;aiyer cannot tahan ler... i just like little kids so much!!! saw so many cute little children today!!! *squeals*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today.. i went to the 九王爷 (gao wong yeh) celebrations in Ampang San Chuen, which I just found out from Fiona, is apparently a.k.a Bandar Baru Ampang. Anyways it's so yit nao! weeee~ and quite a lot of kids there too! So today is a kiddy day! cuz i also watched &lt;a href="http://www.disney.com.cn/hulumimi/index.html"&gt;宝葫芦的秘密&lt;/a&gt; -The Secret of the Magic Gourd! which has a lot of kid actors inside. *duh* it's a kid movie. Eh don't you think China lil boys look like girls? somemore got rosy cheeks de!~ cuteness! Anyway I'll blog about the movie and 九王爷 celebrations in another post. Malas ler now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just *heart*heart*heart* lil kids. but not in the paedophilic way k? 'tho *ahem* i &lt;strike&gt;like&lt;/strike&gt; liked younger boys. okaaay... off topic. Anyways I like lil kids ler! Maybe I'm in the wrong line... Maybe I should be studying early childhood education instead, like may may! Cuz my MBTI analysis revealed one of my ideal careers would be Early Childhood Education... or maybe I should open a daycare centre! or a Kindergarten! or open an orphanage!!! Like this can play with many small kids without having to give birth to them... and also the supply of little children would be constant. * yer sounds perverse! -.-" * but what i mean is... If u have ur own kids... they'll grow up and become bratty teenagers. But if you have a kindergarten... there will forever be little kids to nurture and play with. Oodles of fun~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyways here's my photo of the day... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123133313554009298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RxkGmutbTNI/AAAAAAAAAGE/efM0w8FyQII/s400/DSC04983.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;*annoyed lil girl staring at someone who keep taking photos but din buy her products* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8606144861349312201-4690364731744567256?l=petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/feeds/4690364731744567256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606144861349312201&amp;postID=4690364731744567256&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/4690364731744567256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/4690364731744567256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/2007/10/little-kids.html' title='Little KiDs~!'/><author><name>petitmonstre</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/SDxDotXf3CI/AAAAAAAAAtw/A6ZCcE9en1g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RxkGmutbTNI/AAAAAAAAAGE/efM0w8FyQII/s72-c/DSC04983.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606144861349312201.post-6564445462557621148</id><published>2007-10-20T02:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T03:07:12.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>personal rantings</title><content type='html'>Recently I've come across a report in the newspaper that says Singaporean Minister Mentor (i wonder what post is that?) Lee Kuan Yew said that they wanna rejoin Malaysia... In an interview on Sept 27 with syndicated columnist Tom Plate of the UCLA Media Center and new-media expert Jeffrey Cole of the USC Annenberg School Center for the Digital Future, he said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"They have got all the resources. If they would just educate the Chinese and Indians, use them and treat them as their citizens, they can equal us and even do better than us and we would be happy to rejoin them,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*'they' means Malaysia*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really depends on what is your perception of being educated. Is it politically educated? Academically? I don't really know lah what he means... but for me, I feel that we're educated edi lah, in the simplest meaning of the word, as in we have schools to go to. Although generally Chinese schools don't get too much government support nor funding... but... that's not the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, i agree with him that we should be treated as citizens... 'cuz sometimes I don't really feel welcomed in this country. I really feel quite upset about this T-T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was in Thailand, everyone is Thai. They respect the same King, they love the same country, they love their national song to bits ( I love it too hehe) In fact, they respect it so much that they sing their national anthem before every movie screening. The whole cinema will stand up straight and sing! They're so patriotic it makes me so touched!! Thai, Chinese, Malays etc etc everyone love their country... (except maybe those evil rebels in the south) Everybody have the King's potrait at home, everyone wear yellow (the King's colour) every monday... the list goes on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyer... I really wish I have a country that I can love and be loyal to ler... Furthermore the Yue Fei 'Jing Zhong Bao Guo' story has been drilled into my mind that we must be patriotic to our country.. but this country like don't really like me... somehow I don't feel appreciated here... sometimes i feel that there's so much political discrimination... sien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sien ler Malaysia... I've always felt like a second class citizen... like an illegal immigrant from China. I think 5 years of Sejarah seemed to have reinforce that notion. I really hate the sejarah books. So biased! Maybe I'm weird and have received imaginary subliminal messages from my Sejarah book. ~ooooo~ Maybe I'm schizo. But this is my opinion ler... Wish I can find a country that'll love me ^^ can't wait to migrate away from here~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8606144861349312201-6564445462557621148?l=petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/feeds/6564445462557621148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606144861349312201&amp;postID=6564445462557621148&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/6564445462557621148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/6564445462557621148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/2007/10/personal-rantings.html' title='personal rantings'/><author><name>petitmonstre</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/SDxDotXf3CI/AAAAAAAAAtw/A6ZCcE9en1g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606144861349312201.post-7875788245966883606</id><published>2007-10-18T02:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:10:15.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RxZgMetbTMI/AAAAAAAAAF8/ZyuNjDP3W9Q/s1600-h/astro.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122387393698811074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RxZgMetbTMI/AAAAAAAAAF8/ZyuNjDP3W9Q/s320/astro.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "i'm the cutest astronaut in the universe!"&lt;/p&gt;OMG our astronaut is so gorgeous!!! *giggles* okay although I think our belooved government didn't really do a fantastic job in terms of instilling pride and creating enough hype about our space mission... I totally agree with their choice of our first astrodude! he is seriously so cute! apparently cute enough that some girls called up a malay radio station saying that they want to have sex with him *lol* -.-" that's what my friend said lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122387376518941874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RxZgLetbTLI/AAAAAAAAAF0/3ISeqUqt0nQ/s320/cute.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I really pity the other guy (the one who was not chosen). One look at 'em both and immediately I knew who was gonna be first choice. like *DUH*! of course it's the cute one! We must definitely have a cute, attractive maaan to represent us *roar* weeee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the sad fact of life. Attractive people always gets ahead. Yer.. I am so shallow but I was rooting for the cute one! ^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... I was just being so happy about this adorable space dude when suddenly I get a whiff of rumours that he's gay. I know he is a business partner of this chef dude and they have this restaurant in Bangsar. So apparently this Chef Ismail is like gay so rumours have been circulating that they might be more than business 'partners'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I have nothing against gay guys, and I find them fun and interesting people. However, don't you find it unfair when they're good looking? Then there will be less guys for the girls to choose from!! and the gay guys look so damn good... ugh... SO FRUSTRATING! *sulks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~To Ai Yin~&lt;br /&gt;Chan jing jing mai dai believe pe-ang Ai Yin song kon ben kra thui na~ jing jing na song san!!! The guy from TAR looks real cute leh~ im like so depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, some of the people in 4/9 says that Toy is GAY! i seriously hope not. 'cuz he's supposed to marry me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but... u noe what they say? the good guys are all taken... or gay. *bummer*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8606144861349312201-7875788245966883606?l=petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/feeds/7875788245966883606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606144861349312201&amp;postID=7875788245966883606&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/7875788245966883606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/7875788245966883606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/2007/10/boys.html' title='boys'/><author><name>petitmonstre</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/SDxDotXf3CI/AAAAAAAAAtw/A6ZCcE9en1g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RxZgMetbTMI/AAAAAAAAAF8/ZyuNjDP3W9Q/s72-c/astro.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606144861349312201.post-9055785091244179103</id><published>2007-10-18T02:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T02:49:02.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nai cha and mushrooms</title><content type='html'>aiyah i got soooo much things i want to blog about but i didn't blog ler... cuz i'm always out or just lazy ler maybe... i wish i was a productive blogger like my dear friend mei funn... anyways... i shall blog about last friday and my recent mushroom pyscho episode today ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay... i shall start from friday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to have an interview with Suria KLCC because they needed information counter people during Hari Raya. So there I was rushing over to KLCC... although i woke up quite early, my non-existent time management skills made me leave home at only 11.30, so I had to take a cab cause taking a bus will take me like aaaaages... thank goodness there was no jam.. phew! SO... i reached KLCC at 11.50, just in time for my 12 pm interview. As I alighted the cab, I quickly switched on my handphone, you know just in case the suria or Recruit Express people needed to get me. Lo and behold, the phone immediately vibrated! Rupe-rupenya it's shasha from Recruit Express.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brain: shasha's probably checking up on me! YES! i'm on time for the interview...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: *cheerful* yes i'm already at KLCC! ^^ ready for the interview...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shasha: oh....*pregnant pause*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shasha:*i forgot what she said*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: just say it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shasha: actually the suria people has sort out their staff problems. so now they have enough people to work during raya... i've been trying to call u so many times since this morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh great!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, i'm secretly delighted cuz i din't really wanna work during raya *hip hip hooray*so i was mentally doing cartwheels and jumping up and down but i tried to sound disappointed :p but i sorta wasted 13 bucks on the cab and had a irritating, nosy cab driver .ugh.&lt;br /&gt;soooooooooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Life Lesson #1&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Always answer your phone!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That means... always know where your phone is, always charge your phone, unset your phone from silent etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO be continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8606144861349312201-9055785091244179103?l=petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/feeds/9055785091244179103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606144861349312201&amp;postID=9055785091244179103&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/9055785091244179103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/9055785091244179103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/2007/10/nai-cha-and-mushrooms.html' title='nai cha and mushrooms'/><author><name>petitmonstre</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/SDxDotXf3CI/AAAAAAAAAtw/A6ZCcE9en1g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606144861349312201.post-3000079770016882184</id><published>2007-10-13T09:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T09:10:55.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>s**t</title><content type='html'>omg... apparently ytd/today morning i've been psycho... i've been hallucinating and such... apparently i've typed a few posts and bombarded mei funn with freaky msges... and freaked my mom out by being hysteeriical and blabbing non stop... anyways my head hurts big  timenow.. and i suspect its d nai chars i drank last nitee. shit shit shit i forgot wat i've done/// maybe i've sent some emails or chattted with some pple.. omg swt.. okay when i woke up my mind was juzu blank.. then like little bits n pieces started coming back but generally it was hazy.. maybe my drink was piked!! spiked... shit my head hrts... omg... anyways just trying to do some damage control... d most obvious thing is d blog posts... omg.. whoever heard of caffein overdose. swt. anyways bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8606144861349312201-3000079770016882184?l=petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/feeds/3000079770016882184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606144861349312201&amp;postID=3000079770016882184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/3000079770016882184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/3000079770016882184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/2007/10/st.html' title='s**t'/><author><name>petitmonstre</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/SDxDotXf3CI/AAAAAAAAAtw/A6ZCcE9en1g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606144861349312201.post-1074724612270391105</id><published>2007-10-13T05:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:10:15.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tralalala~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ACTUALLY i wanted to blog about today bcause i feel that my week has come full circle. Last friday, I had wanted to watch Hairspray but I did not get to, due to certain unfortunate circumstances. I got really upset. Truly. My logical brain tell me that i'm over-reacting and being silly. But. I can't help it. Anyways. finally today (friday) I got to achieve my dream haha wooohoo~ I *heart* Troy. I know he is not really Troy lah... like he's an actor or wadever. But I like the Troy person in Hairspray! Link! So cute and 60-ish hehehe *heart*heart*heart* I like gay looking guys. Truly. Like uber love them. I digress... so... Also this week has been reeally fun, busy and happy ^^ so i wanted to blog about it too hehe BUT i blogged about something else instead. it was unplanned. i just went psycho. Maybe my hormones are not balanced. Yes that must be it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a cute photo of my dinosar cake decorating thingey. I baked a cake and cookies a few days ago.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120563209419050114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/Rw_lG-tbTII/AAAAAAAAAFc/EOEK6BwrIXE/s320/DSC04584.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I also cleared up my cupboard. It's my clothes/cosmetics/plushie cupboard. I'm really proud of myself cause I'm a really messy person. I didn't think of taking the 'before' photo. It's a realy real real big difference. I'm really proud of myself. I like my things in order afterall. I mean I can organise them nicely haha I didn't even plan to clear up my cupboard. It was midnight. I opened the cupboard to take out my moisturiser. The next thing I knew I was taking everything out and arranging them. I actually took out lotsa lotsa old clothes and totally unused cosmetics and whitening products (I have a lot. but i dun use them. Why did i buy them?) They're not in the photo of course. because they're gone edi. I think I have developed obsessive-compulsive disorder. because i just have the urge to arrange things. ooo haywire hormones. or maybe i'm possessed by something. *freaked*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is the photo with my seal.... its mummy seal... the baby seal is hanged on my handphone. But mommy seal is blocking je'taime sittipochai a.k.a. me and Toy's baby.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120566563788508306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/Rw_oKOtbTJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/f8dlOaA04RQ/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's one where u can see my thai baby. (the bear lah)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120566568083475618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/Rw_oKetbTKI/AAAAAAAAAFs/PLMhsq8zRnk/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8606144861349312201-1074724612270391105?l=petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/feeds/1074724612270391105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606144861349312201&amp;postID=1074724612270391105&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/1074724612270391105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/1074724612270391105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/2007/10/tralalala.html' title='tralalala~'/><author><name>petitmonstre</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/SDxDotXf3CI/AAAAAAAAAtw/A6ZCcE9en1g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/Rw_lG-tbTII/AAAAAAAAAFc/EOEK6BwrIXE/s72-c/DSC04584.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606144861349312201.post-4389310406309872559</id><published>2007-10-13T03:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T09:01:23.841+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Me!</title><content type='html'>*removed*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8606144861349312201-4389310406309872559?l=petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/feeds/4389310406309872559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606144861349312201&amp;postID=4389310406309872559&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/4389310406309872559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/4389310406309872559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/2007/10/me.html' title='Me!'/><author><name>petitmonstre</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/SDxDotXf3CI/AAAAAAAAAtw/A6ZCcE9en1g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606144861349312201.post-627319960901384632</id><published>2007-10-10T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T17:07:06.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>curi-ed post hehehe</title><content type='html'>Here's a post that I curi from &lt;a href="http://aqua-horsee.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jun Yet&lt;/a&gt;'s blog hehehe altho i read before liao i still find it so funny =D yes.. women are never satisfied...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A store that sells new husbands has just opened in New York City, where a woman may go to choose a husband.&lt;br /&gt;Among the instructions at the entrance is a description of how the store operates: "You may visit this store ONLY ONCE!There are six floors and the value of the products increases as the shopper ascends the flights. The shopper may choose any item from a particular floor, or may choose to go up to the next floor, but you cannot go back down except to exit the building!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, a woman goes to the store to find a husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the first floor the sign reads: "These men Have Jobs".&lt;br /&gt;The second floor sign reads: "These men Have Jobs and Love Kids".&lt;br /&gt;The third floor sign reads: "These men Have Jobs, Love Kids, and are Extremely Good Looking."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wow," she thinks, but feels compelled to keep going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the fourth floor the sign reads: "These men Have Jobs, Love Kids, are Drop-dead Good Looking and Help With Housework."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, mercy me!" she exclaims, "I can hardly stand it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, she goes to the fifth floor and the sign reads: "These men Have Jobs, Love Kids, are Drop-dead Gorgeous, Help with Housework, and Have a Strong Romantic Streak."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is so tempted to stay, but she goes to the sixth floor and the sign reads: "You are visitor 31,456,012 to this floor. There are no men on this floor. This floor exists solely as proof that women are impossible to please. Thank you for shopping at the Husband Store."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not over yet.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To avoid gender bias charges, the store's owner opens a New Wives store just across the street. It too has six floors.The first floor has wives that love sex.The second floor has wives that love sex and have money.The third through sixth floors have never been visited.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8606144861349312201-627319960901384632?l=petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/feeds/627319960901384632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606144861349312201&amp;postID=627319960901384632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/627319960901384632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/627319960901384632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/2007/10/curi-ed-post-hehehe.html' title='curi-ed post hehehe'/><author><name>petitmonstre</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/SDxDotXf3CI/AAAAAAAAAtw/A6ZCcE9en1g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606144861349312201.post-2974918369245202618</id><published>2007-10-10T15:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:10:17.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice Ads ^-^</title><content type='html'>We always discuss ads in class and one day Vicks brought a copy of an US AD Review because he wanted to show us one of his favourite ads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's done by BBDO New York for BBC which I think is simply brilliant. BBC wanted to convey the message that unlike other US News Stations like CNN, CNBC etc. they'll provide objective news from an"unbiased and global perspective".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There're quite a few ads lah... billboards (which display results of votes than u sms), posters and stuffs... but here's one which I could find online. It is the 'See both Sides of the Story' campaign. They did outdoor wildposting at right angles around corners all around Manhattan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119613922862386274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RwyFvOtbTGI/AAAAAAAAAFM/20df53nvSMk/s320/theadshow_bbc4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passerbys would initially get only half the message. The implicit question: "What do you make of an image of Bush speaking on TV?" shifts to "What do you make of an image of Bush speaking on TV... watched by an Iraqi family?" Sure makes you think, huh? Well, we must always see both sides of the story. There's another one which on the left depicts a warzone (should be Iraq? but my guess is Chechnya). Then got lotsa civilians lining up at the background and smoke from burnt/destroyed buildings. In the foreground, there're a phalanx of soldiers with shields pushing against something... wait.. i'm so malas to continue describing... i shall snap a photo from the book.. nah! here it is...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119625566518725746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RwyQU-tbTHI/AAAAAAAAAFU/FuqtcHjnWH8/s320/DSC04613.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;and here's another one i found online... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119612892070235218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RwyEzOtbTFI/AAAAAAAAAFE/5sDcoIea8yg/s320/theadshow_bbc1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... I also found many other cute and real funny ads...! Here's one for Sony Bravia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="256" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/6YZKlG0crjH5zm32X"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/6YZKlG0crjH5zm32X" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="256" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Agency:&lt;/span&gt; Fallon London.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Creative Director:&lt;/span&gt; Juan Cabral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Director&lt;/span&gt;: Frank Budgen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music: &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;'She's A Raibow'&lt;/span&gt; by The Rolling Stones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's the Red Cross Ad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RwyEyutbTBI/AAAAAAAAAEk/09zK0BQGbVs/s1600-h/redcross.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119612883480300562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RwyEyutbTBI/AAAAAAAAAEk/09zK0BQGbVs/s320/redcross.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's WWF's... hehe kinda funny... but drives home a sad fact that forests are disappearing... Protect our forests!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119612892070235202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RwyEzOtbTEI/AAAAAAAAAE8/fm5r0QAVjlo/s320/wwf2ww0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's a funny one for Whiskas cat food... hehe&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RwyEy-tbTCI/AAAAAAAAAEs/ieJm56EvcNk/s1600-h/seaspace_070913_13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119612887775267874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RwyEy-tbTCI/AAAAAAAAAEs/ieJm56EvcNk/s320/seaspace_070913_13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a naughty one... lolx... sunscreeen or something...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RwyEy-tbTDI/AAAAAAAAAE0/H-9qas7h1GU/s1600-h/beach!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119612887775267890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RwyEy-tbTDI/AAAAAAAAAE0/H-9qas7h1GU/s320/beach!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8606144861349312201-2974918369245202618?l=petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/feeds/2974918369245202618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606144861349312201&amp;postID=2974918369245202618&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/2974918369245202618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/2974918369245202618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/2007/10/nice-ads.html' title='Nice Ads ^-^'/><author><name>petitmonstre</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/SDxDotXf3CI/AAAAAAAAAtw/A6ZCcE9en1g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RwyFvOtbTGI/AAAAAAAAAFM/20df53nvSMk/s72-c/theadshow_bbc4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606144861349312201.post-2353399526384650275</id><published>2007-10-09T12:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T15:38:29.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>惜福</title><content type='html'>惜福 (xi fu) is the title of my post today and it means counting your blessings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that sometimes I get so caught up in life that I forget to count my blessings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humans always want better and newer things for themselves, right? We always want to improve, make ourselves better, buy the newest gadgets, buy a cooler car, buy a bigger house... u get the drift... So of course I want more, more and more stuffs... I like to whine and complain that I have not enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have enough books...&lt;br /&gt;I don't have enough lip glosses (really!)...&lt;br /&gt;I am not in college...&lt;br /&gt;I have no clothes (at all T-T)...&lt;br /&gt;I have not enough money!!!...&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a puppy...&lt;br /&gt;I DONT HAVE A KELISA YET!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm not thin enough...&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a drum set...&lt;br /&gt;I don't travel enough...&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a bigger piano...&lt;br /&gt;I don't have big eyes...&lt;br /&gt;I don't have super long legs...&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a pink house with a pink fountain...&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a life-sized teddy bear...&lt;br /&gt;I dont' have a built-in wardrobe...&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a rich enough family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yadda yadda yadda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I DON'T HAVE A BOYFRIEND TOO *i want a 贴心 (tie xin, caring), cute and sweet one*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywaaaays, in a way, it's justified lah.. cause if i'm an easily satisfied person (so NOT!) then I'll just be stuck where I am. Probably I'll be some lifeless bordiot (boring idiot) who lives boring day after boring day. Some people are always getting by with the bare minimum. There's no desire to be the best, or do their best. How can people be satisfied with mediocrity? or worse... *shakes head* 'Some people' stucked in boring jobs comes to mind... They're just satisfied with their boring lifeless 'life' and just scrape by. So meaningless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also some of the waitress/waiters at Chinoz. so horrible. Treat the customers like shit... always scold them 'chi bai' behind their backs (*koff*Nani*koff*) and giving the customers shitty service. People pay big bucks expecting excellence from the service staff but all they get is crap. Luckily I'm such an excellent waitress. Not to brag but I certainly am! haha I always save our restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Case in point... #1 That day a customer complained about the slow service only to be brushed off. ish. and 'someone' called him 'cb' again. He was really mad and I could sense he's thinking he's not coming here anymore... So i explained the situation to him and told him I'll tell my boss about this. He seemed to be placated and said thank u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 Some customers kept on asking for bread and got scolded 'cb' behind their backs again. Anyways i'm very 体贴 so I give them all the bread they want and chatted with them ^-^ and got praised! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe the customer is always right ma. Afterall they pay our salaries wat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay I digress. a lot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was not my intention to blog about all those stupid mediocre/icky/unmotivated people. Got carried away~ hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... Why I say we must 惜福 leh? It's cause... of a story my mom told me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago, she was at the Petaling Street area, waiting for my sis to finish tuition at Kasturi. Suddenly, a small boy, maybe 8 years old or so came up to her, holding some pens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Auntie please buy some pens..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He pleaded, with a really really sad face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my mom's head, she's thinking we've got soooo many pens at home. *ahem* Thanks to me, the compulsive pen buyer.... but also my parents, who always go to hotels and convention centres like to hehe pilfer the pens. anyways. So she told the boy no thank you, I don't need pens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The poor kid was really upset and he pleaded again. To no avail. *evil momiie!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he walked away dejectedly. He asked another person, only to get rejected again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again...................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO KE LIAN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wat's wrong with everyone? Why nobody take pity on a little kid?!?! Little Kids are not supposed to sell pens on the streets! They belong in school!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways my mom feels guilty now cuz she didn't help him... but the moral of the story for me is to be thankful I live a relatively safe and happy life. I mean I'm not rich but I have food to eat, just barely enough money to go shopping and a roof over my head. I'm quite sheltered from the realities of life and the poor peoples... I really can't stop thinking about the poor kid. I feel so sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommie says that people have to go thru adversity and hardships in life before they can succeed... So all these is actually helpful for the little boy.... I think she just wanna an wei (console) herself hehe but it's true oso... Maybe one day he'll be a great person... Jia you little boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also on Tues night... I was driving home after class when I saw the newspaper guy by the roadside. Usually they have their kids with them but today he was alone because it was raining so hard! Imagine, all cold and alone under an umbrella... having to stand there amidst all the lashing of the rain... just to earn a living. okay actually when i first spotted him, my first thought was 'Isn't it fun!' ^^ cuz I like to be in the rain and I love rainy nights... so shu fu! But... realistically I bet it's not funnn... His newspapers might get wet or people might not be inclined to stop for papers since its raining... means he'll earn less.... =( Suddenly I'm glad to be safely ensconced in the car...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From now on, I will appreciate the great people in my life more and also be thankful for the things I already have =) but I still want more clothes! ;P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8606144861349312201-2353399526384650275?l=petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/feeds/2353399526384650275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606144861349312201&amp;postID=2353399526384650275&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/2353399526384650275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/2353399526384650275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post.html' title='惜福'/><author><name>petitmonstre</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/SDxDotXf3CI/AAAAAAAAAtw/A6ZCcE9en1g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606144861349312201.post-383613145725886372</id><published>2007-10-08T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T17:22:20.879+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Supper at Williams!</title><content type='html'>A few days ago I went to William's for supper! My first time!!! Ever since siew wern mentioned it that day, I've been wanting to go... apparently it has lotsa nice foods! (ya... i love food ^-^ )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were 9 of us, Vishul and Adam, the organisers and of course, me and liz and some other SAB seniors, which I don't really know well... they are fayadh, fadhil, adrian, hsien loong and another guy... the TBS guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because there's so many people... we had to use two cars... and we took like an hour and a bit more to reach! soooo far *.* (for me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways after picking up everybody, we finally reached the area. Adam then ask us to look for the shop. I quickly scanned the shop houses on my right, looking for a signboard that says william's corner or something (u noe, like steven's corner kinda thing) but to no avail...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly Adam pointed/ask us to look right... and there you have it... *drumrolls* William's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is actually a group of derelict stall-ish contraptions. -.- seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After finding a place to seat (we went al-fresco) and me getting over the initial shock (seriously i was shocked!), with recommendations from liz n vishul I finally made an order. I had (is this how u spell it?) Anti pasto (which i share share with liz) and a mango drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the location is nothing to shout about, the food is great! The food portions are SO huge!!! serious! the drinks too! The drinks come in jars that are slightly bigger than those in the Char Chan Teng (HK restaurants). I think William's uses real jars ler... I mean those drinks jar used to work as nescafe jars or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verdict:&lt;br /&gt;Yummy! and so so so fulfilling! My anti pasto has like a variety of stuffs! we have chicken, mash potatoes, long long long sausages, ham, bacon and mint sauce! I was actually kinda shocked by the cost (rm15) but it's worth it! ^^ My mango juice thing is like pureed mango and watermelon cubes and longans. Super-duper sweet...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because my tummy don't work during the night, my ability to eat a lot is gone... thus after half of the anti-pesto, I was full to puking point... However, Adam and Hsien Loong are apparently bottomless pit because they ate 2 plates of pasta i think... seriously kuat makan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;William, who is the owner, is a super jovial guy who walks around, chatting with his patrons. One point he said: "Siapa yang makan di sini takkan jadi gemuk!" One look at his corpulent figure will have u laughing at the irony of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was also a minor commotion when i spotted a cockroach on the floor and calmly told liz about it... Unbeknowst to me... liz is afraid of 'em! so there was a little screaming hehehe gomen ne~ liz... shudn't have told u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and I also learnt about Badang that day hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, looking forward to the next trip! cuz i wanna try the pasta! ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8606144861349312201-383613145725886372?l=petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/feeds/383613145725886372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606144861349312201&amp;postID=383613145725886372&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/383613145725886372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/383613145725886372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/2007/10/supper-at-williams.html' title='Supper at Williams!'/><author><name>petitmonstre</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/SDxDotXf3CI/AAAAAAAAAtw/A6ZCcE9en1g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606144861349312201.post-8722390940687659592</id><published>2007-10-08T15:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T17:23:56.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Name 20 people you can think of at the top of your head.2. Don’t read the questions before you write, and tag 5 ppl to do the survey.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ai Yin&lt;br /&gt;2. Ai Lyn&lt;br /&gt;3. Coreen&lt;br /&gt;4. Sharifah&lt;br /&gt;5. Voon&lt;br /&gt;6. Pin&lt;br /&gt;7. Elaine&lt;br /&gt;8. Cheryl&lt;br /&gt;9. Kai Li&lt;br /&gt;10. Ryan&lt;br /&gt;11. Toy&lt;br /&gt;12. Funn&lt;br /&gt;13. XBN&lt;br /&gt;14. Kin Meng&lt;br /&gt;15. Choy&lt;br /&gt;16. Jun Yet&lt;br /&gt;17. Liz&lt;br /&gt;18. Vishul&lt;br /&gt;19. Adam&lt;br /&gt;20. Boom&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) How did you meet 14? (Kin Meng)&lt;br /&gt;Form 6 Orientation! ^-^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) What would you do if you haven’t met no. 1? (my darlin Ai yiN!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My life would be sooo dark and lonely... i shall be devoid of laughter and happiness...ohh... *drama* haha okay.. obviously less fun times and no good memories of all the good times in Wattano... no Sitiawan trip too. No gong pneah. No mee rebus. No rojak. No laughter. ooohhh... unimaginable... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3) What would you do if 20 and 9 dated? (Boom and Kai Li)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Like, NO WAY! Boom like, likes guys. 'nuff said.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Would 6 and 17 make a good couple? (Pin, Liz)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Both are straight, true-blue gals... so they wun be dating hehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Describe no.3. (Reen reen!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The beautifullest girl in the world!!! Cute, nice, comforting.. kind... always listen to me talk and talk... pretty! funny! hardworking... etc etc etc likes weird guys (william hung... wei xiang... u get the drift)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Do you think no 8 is attractive? (Cheryl)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Totally! very pretty, bubbly and cheerful. Ex-cheerleader too ^^ very attractive!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Tell me about no. 7. (Elaine)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nice, sweet and likes green tea stuffs like me! ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know anything bout no.12’s family? (FUNN)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yup! mom n dad... (mom likes my donuts) then big sis in aussie n bro in UM and baby nnuf nnuf fatt mou at home. Cuz mushrooms are reli a kind of 'mou' actually. ah bop is not reli her family altho she constantly mentions him. XBN is not ur family too cuz he is mine =P *pffft* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) What is no 8’s favourite? (Cheryl)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;arts n craft i think ^-^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) What would you do if 11 confesses that he/she likes you? (Toy!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i will like bloody go crazy abd marry him~ *drools*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;11) What language does 15 speak? (Choy)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Canto, Mandarin, English and BM&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;12) Who is 9 going out with? (Kai Li)&lt;br /&gt;A guy from primary school (used to sit beside me in primary 3 i think haha)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;13) How old is 16 now? (sharifah)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;17&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;14) When was the last time you talked to 13? (XBN)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i think its f6 orientation (first day of school)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) No. 2’s fav singer? (ai lyn)&lt;br /&gt;easy-peasy. Jay Chou! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;16) Would you date no.18? (Vishul)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;we'r both too lazy -.- wun work out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;17) Would you date 4? (Sharifah)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;no cuz she's a girl! hehe but 'fah if you're a boy and you look like Toy then i'll date u for sure! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;18) Is 15 single? (Choy)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think so... ? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;19) What’s 10’s last name? (Ryan)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;20) Would you ever consider being in a relationship with 11? (Toy!!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;like *duh* of course. This is a no-brainer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;21)What school does 3 go to? (Reen)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tsun Jin Primary, SAB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;22)Where does 6 live? (Pin)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Taman Connaught ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;23) What’s your fav thing bout 5? (Voon!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She has RIcky! so cute so cute so cute! haha okay lah.. and also she organised a fun bday party, she has a nice &lt;a href="http://www.aboutvoon.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;, she's funny... oh! okay my fav thing is definitely all the cold jokes she tells haha Totally my fav! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tag:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Voon&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. Ai lyn&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. Ryan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. Funn&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. Jun Yet&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8606144861349312201-8722390940687659592?l=petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/feeds/8722390940687659592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606144861349312201&amp;postID=8722390940687659592&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/8722390940687659592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/8722390940687659592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/2007/10/tagged.html' title='Tagged!'/><author><name>petitmonstre</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/SDxDotXf3CI/AAAAAAAAAtw/A6ZCcE9en1g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606144861349312201.post-2102729719548341774</id><published>2007-10-04T13:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:10:22.201+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><title type='text'>Little Monster goes to a Birthday Party!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Everytime before we start class, our trainer Peter will ask us 'how was your day?'. It's sort of a litmus test to see whether we have a life... or we're just some lifeless sloth that sloths around all day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, we always get interesting answers, like their grandpa moving in with them, or their progress in 'kau'ing a certain leng lui, or their day at a new job etc. I always go last because my day, of course, is the most 'interesting'. Save the best for last mah you know?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*everyone stares at me, waiting for my account of my interesting day*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Peter: So anyone else wants to share?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: Well... I had quite an uneventful day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Peter: hmm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: Weeeeell... I woke up, watch tv, eat lunch, sleep, eat dinner then came to class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hmmm... not exactly interesting. Well, can't blame me... 'cuz after going out a lot for the past few weeks.. last week was resting week mah... I didn't go out much and life was generally uneventful and happy. (I love to sleep and eat.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyhows...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So I was pretty pleased this week 'cuz my Saturday was rather busy! Finally! I have something to share with my classmates!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In the afternoon I signed up for my French lessons in Alliance Francaise (finally! after saying it for 2 years plus) and I also went to the Pavillion with Ai Lyn! miss her so much cuz I din see her for a looooooong time! The Pavillion is really beeeaauutiful!!! I love it! Plus, on the day we went, they had a fashion show by Topshop. Anyways, we also had a taste of the new J.Co Donuts from Jakarta at its new outlet. The decor is so nice and welcoming! The donuts are good but very filling. I think I still prefer Big Apple. Most of the flavours are the same (but with different names of course.) but there is a subtle difference in the taste. My friend Cheryl says J.Co uses Krispy Kreme's recipe. Hmm... I wonder if its true? Anyway sorrry but there's no photos 'cuz we gobbled them down in a blink of an eye! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In the evening, I went to Voon's birthday party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyways, Voon's party was great. At first, I felt kinda kekok... Wa lau... surrounded by all those Taylors chicks... Seriously all Taylors de! Like, there were 12 people and 7 are from Taylors!!! Anyways, conversation soon heated up and also I kept on eating and eating. The food is soo nice! All home cooked by Voon's mom, mind you =) except the kuihs lah... The cendol jelly and the ball with sesame seeds! super yummy! Actually I felt like eating more... However, seems like everyone else has a tiny stomach/on diet/tiny appetite so I felt like such a glutton if I eat so much. In the end I satisfied myself with only two helpings. ugh. This always happen to me!!! I wish people would eat more so I can eat more too!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But the funnest part is the games... it may seem mo liu or watever but for me it was really really fun and funny... Also some salacious secret was unveiled! *ooooh....* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Apparently, our good friend Jee Ween has a new boyfriend!!! and he is... *secret!* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It was a kinda unexpected person, but I edi know ler hehe thanks to vxxx who kindly told me a long time ago when it was still at the rumour stage (and I did not tell anyone about it!!! *bangga*) haha Kai Li and Kah May also knew... cuz Kah Yan proclaimed it to the whole world the night before... I feel so excited talking about these kinda stuffs... I think I have a new ambition! I am going to be a gossip columnist for Page Six! I'll expose everybody's secret muahahaha *evil smile* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anywaaaays.... back to more serious matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My favourite game is the _______ game. I dunno the name actually. It is the Mona Lisa, Ba Jiu Shue, Sek Sai Kwa and Pang game. Voon... what's the name of that game? Tell me pls! Thnx! ^.^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kesimpulannya, It was no schmancy-fancy party but just great food, fun games, all our closest friends and just pure fun... definitely a memorable and happy night! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here are some photos! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117356930433239746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RwSBA-tbSsI/AAAAAAAAAB8/rMbVxb7JAGg/s320/3ofus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117358781564144626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RwSCsutbS_I/AAAAAAAAAEU/YEgbGxjmtq4/s320/us2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'Pang!'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117357703527353154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RwSBt-tbS0I/AAAAAAAAAC8/Ymxs5HMuXAk/s320/Pang!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mona Lisa&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117357699232385842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RwSBtutbSzI/AAAAAAAAAC0/DBaYFn1uWxc/s320/monalisa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was Ricky's Birthday too! Voon's on the 26th and Ricky's on the 28th! So it was a double celebration! ^-^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is Ricky! So adorable huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117357712117287762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RwSBuetbS1I/AAAAAAAAADE/XiYbWfoz5r8/s320/ricky1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117358764384275378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RwSCrutbS7I/AAAAAAAAAD0/set1BP6vAe0/s320/ricky_cute.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117358197448592242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RwSCKutbS3I/AAAAAAAAADU/duY2j4JPzeo/s320/ricky3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117358193153624930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RwSCKetbS2I/AAAAAAAAADM/xWzWh2vGP5A/s320/ricky2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117358772974210002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RwSCsOtbS9I/AAAAAAAAAEE/ZM-0lmdpxfo/s320/ricky_wagtail.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More photos of Ricky! he's SO cute and fluffy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117358201743559570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RwSCK-tbS5I/AAAAAAAAADk/L3PGJCnPYlw/s320/ricky_collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ricky and us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117357694937418530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RwSBtetbSyI/AAAAAAAAACs/DdqBDOV-vhg/s320/me_ricky2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117358768679242690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RwSCr-tbS8I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Gv1TFpXYA0Y/s320/ricky_frenz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Group photos&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117356951908076290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RwSBCOtbSwI/AAAAAAAAACc/eQGD1ixSdZM/s320/group.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;a bit blurred~ =(&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117357690642451218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RwSBtOtbSxI/AAAAAAAAACk/ThvFTOhAMlE/s320/group_blur.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Time for the Birthday cake!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117364893302606850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RwSIQetbTAI/AAAAAAAAAEc/fXx9ZsZksW8/s320/DSC04434.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117358206038526882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RwSCLOtbS6I/AAAAAAAAADs/wg3hJdmn3K4/s320/voon_praying.jpg" border="0" /&gt;"Let's pray to the birthday cake spirit!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117356943318141666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RwSBButbSuI/AAAAAAAAACM/41NHIyxmN7w/s320/cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Hand: "STOP! You are under arrest for joining the occult and praying to spirits not listed under the Ministry of Religions "&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"Please... don't catch me...."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;~the end~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ya ya... i'm childish and lame haha i just couldn't resist... sry voon... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117358201743559554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RwSCK-tbS4I/AAAAAAAAADc/NS8_GcjoZGE/s320/ricky_cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ricky: "woof woof... I wanna blow the candles too!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and last but not least..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the Ba Jiu Shue!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(proudly brought to u by pin, lyn and lynn)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117356939023174354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RwSBBetbStI/AAAAAAAAACE/OkC7AXG-j0M/s320/ba+jiu+shue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8606144861349312201-2102729719548341774?l=petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/feeds/2102729719548341774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606144861349312201&amp;postID=2102729719548341774&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/2102729719548341774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/2102729719548341774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/2007/10/little-monster-goes-to-birthday-party.html' title='Little Monster goes to a Birthday Party!'/><author><name>petitmonstre</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/SDxDotXf3CI/AAAAAAAAAtw/A6ZCcE9en1g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RwSBA-tbSsI/AAAAAAAAAB8/rMbVxb7JAGg/s72-c/3ofus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606144861349312201.post-799502439327307229</id><published>2007-10-02T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:10:22.964+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wen-wen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cam-whoring'/><title type='text'>O.o</title><content type='html'>Recently, I have discovered some strange photos in my camera and my nokia phone. I did not take them and they just magically appeared there. All I can do is shake my head. Yes. It's official.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;MY SISTER IS A CAM WHORE!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wen-wen, my little sis has graduated from taking a few photos of herself with the pc's webcam to full blown cam-whoring. She is currently mastering various poses and expressions (even the 'classic' big eyes, head down 45 degree pose) and taking lots and lots of photos of herself with my camera and phone. Without notifying me. -.- Seriously, she just secretly takes photos of herself in various nooks and crannies at home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although I used to be irked by camwhores I accept them now. Okay, I admit I like doing it too *grins sheepishly* Anyhows, I think my lil baby sis is the cutest thing on the planet so she deserves to camwhore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here are some of the photos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116667364843932338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RwIN2-tbSrI/AAAAAAAAAB0/EtnQeMekfJ4/s320/wennie_poo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are actually more and these are just the tip of the iceberg. More to come in the near future. She shall be the future Du Juan so everyone watch out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8606144861349312201-799502439327307229?l=petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/feeds/799502439327307229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606144861349312201&amp;postID=799502439327307229&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/799502439327307229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/799502439327307229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/2007/10/oo.html' title='O.o'/><author><name>petitmonstre</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/SDxDotXf3CI/AAAAAAAAAtw/A6ZCcE9en1g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RwIN2-tbSrI/AAAAAAAAAB0/EtnQeMekfJ4/s72-c/wennie_poo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606144861349312201.post-1279250124528356182</id><published>2007-10-01T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:10:25.565+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A day in my life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baking'/><title type='text'>Little Monster enjoys a Rainy Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Breakfast is certainly the most important meal of the day and research has shown that if you skip breakfast, you will consume more calories later in the day. Well I can certainly vouch for that. I woke up super early today, despite going out for supper yesterday with vishul, zhafri and polly (i like the satay ^-^) and thus sleeping a lil later than usual hehe (i'm such a pig. i like to sleep. i like to eat. i'm so fat x1000) Anywaaays. i woke up early today. Then I went to yoga hehe today's yoga is kinda funny cuz when u exhale you need to shout or make some loud noise or watever. I failed and all I could do was laugh out loud haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's yoga was real good cuz instead of feeling tired/sleepy which is always what I feel after yoga, I felt calm and energized. Plus it was a rainy day. I love rainy days. hmm... so cooling. Plus plus... for the first time ever there was a young, decent looking male in class today. (nothing to do with me being calm and energized but did provide some eye candy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I haven't had my breakfast and when I finally got home after 2 hours of yoga, boy was I famished. I was like a ravenous she wolf and I stuffed myself silly with all sorts of foods. Furthermore I came home at exactly the right time and lunch was just ready!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end I was so full I could puke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faced with a whole free afternoon, I had two choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was either watching Princess Hour dvds...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116657293145623170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RwIEsutbSoI/AAAAAAAAABc/XfAkh6UdeIo/s320/ph2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oooooooh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116654900848839186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RwIChetbShI/AAAAAAAAAAk/uUfw9Ll4d3I/s320/goong.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or make muffins!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116657288850655826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RwIEsetbSlI/AAAAAAAAABE/Z0SlrTHrsmc/s320/cupcakes2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sooooo... in the end i chose....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*drumrolls*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;muffins!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116657284555688514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RwIEsOtbSkI/AAAAAAAAAA8/k5o9lp6MVDU/s320/cupcakes.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom has bought two packets of muffin mix and she has kept on saying she wants to bake 'em but until now there are still no muffins. So i decided to bake it for her (with the help of my maid) ^^ aren't I a good daughter? *smiles sweetly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so simple. I just added eggs, water and oil to the muffin mix, beat it around and voila! it's done! But of course need to put in the oven to bake first before can eat lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhows... me n Murni (my maid slash baking assistant for the day) forgot one thing. Muffin paper cups. We didn't have the correct size paper cups for our moulds nor enough muffin moulds. =( After a few seconds of panic and silly attempts to cut the paper cups into tinier paper cups... we decided to use a relatively large heart shaped mould and some bear-bear moulds instead for the remaining muffin batter. And the day was saved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116654900848839170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RwIChetbSgI/AAAAAAAAAAc/bb5KPc6UvRM/s320/bear_muffin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;made a smiley face on one of the muffins hehe&lt;br /&gt;looks a lil like an evil grin =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and here's wen-wen!&lt;br /&gt;posing with the first muffin to come out of the oven!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116663847265716898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RwIKqOtbSqI/AAAAAAAAABs/Idh6rCsq3HU/s320/wen_muffin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116654905143806514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RwIChutbSjI/AAAAAAAAAA0/cSbYSmrZmKM/s320/love_muffin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my heart shaped muffin. looks like a real heart to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116657288850655842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RwIEsetbSmI/AAAAAAAAABM/jeHstaWY8N4/s320/love_muffin_brokenheart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ooh. broken hearted. T-T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116654905143806498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RwIChutbSiI/AAAAAAAAAAs/EojD8El23iU/s320/love_geli.jpg" border="0" /&gt;terbalik side of the heart-shaped muffin...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so geli hor? 'cuz all the raisins sink to the bottom edi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116657288850655858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RwIEsetbSnI/AAAAAAAAABU/quWVNube6go/s320/muffs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116654896553871858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RwIChOtbSfI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HWtHbCJi2UU/s320/bear!muffin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my bear bear muffin! ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Not being a big fan of pre-mixes, I prefer baking my cakes from scratch. Thus I did not derive much satisfaction from the muffin mix.... However I'm very please with the end results ^^ Maybe next time I can bake them from scratch and make some icing so I decorate them nicely too ^^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8606144861349312201-1279250124528356182?l=petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/feeds/1279250124528356182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606144861349312201&amp;postID=1279250124528356182&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/1279250124528356182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/1279250124528356182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/2007/10/little-monster-enjoys-rainy-day.html' title='Little Monster enjoys a Rainy Day'/><author><name>petitmonstre</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/SDxDotXf3CI/AAAAAAAAAtw/A6ZCcE9en1g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/RwIEsutbSoI/AAAAAAAAABc/XfAkh6UdeIo/s72-c/ph2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606144861349312201.post-3493997812433492795</id><published>2007-10-01T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T17:28:01.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm the Worst Malaysian in the world</title><content type='html'>After reading &lt;a href="http://msianstupidhabit.blogspot.com/"&gt;Garden's blog&lt;/a&gt;, I realised I am indeed a selfish, unpatriotic and a truly horrible person. However, I don't really feel bad. Okay maybe just 'sigh-i'm-so-horrible-but-what-can-I-do' kinda bad but not 'OMG-i'm-such-an-evil-bitch-i-don't-deserve-to-live' bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I see someone getting mugged/robbed/stabbed etc, my first impulse would be to rush over and help them. BUT for the sake of self-preservation i will always control myself. What if I die? My mom will be devastated. Furthermore I haven't even have a boyfriend before. I really can't die. Oh man I'm a selfish, cowardly bitch. But I really don't know. Maybe I would rush over to help? As in I have no time to think then i'll just rush over? But sometimes this kinda stuff happens and it is so surreal you think it is fake. Once in Puduraya i saw these guys stabbing each other. I did nothing but just stood there and stare. (for quite awhile)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked to my mom about this and while she agrees that more often than not people's heroic efforts land them in graves to be wormfood for eternity, and thus proving I am right that I shouldn't rush to save somebody (unless there's a lot of people helping too) BUT if everyone's like me, no one will help each other and then the robbers/muggers/stabbers will become even bolder and try to rob/mug/stab more people. Hmm... kinda true too. Wish there are no evil people in this world. Then we won't have this dilemma. *wishful thinking*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I am racist too but only sporadically. Like when they wanna wreck the pig farms cause i like pigs!!! They're so so so cute!!! But maybe its good too cuz I hate people killing pigs and i dislike pork (unless its inside bak chang or bak kut teh or other special cases) Anyhow, I don't have much comments on racism lah. I guess once I get to know somebody they get compartmentalized into the 'Friends' category instead of the Chinese, Malay, Indian category. Furthermore cute guys are cute guys, no matter where they come from. (But i kinda like Japanese and French guys more. *racist*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I have to say the goverment is certainly racist, which I don't really mind, but why do they always have to say all those 'racial harmony' stuffs? Act until like everyone is equal like that. Bluff the whole world. ugh. and Petronas making all those racial harmony ads. The whole Menara 1 of the Twin Towers (petronas's tower) has less than 10% of non-bumis and all petronas stations can't be owned by other races. smacks of hypocrisy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this topic. Anyhow I feel quite contented and happy when I don't think of such stuffs. Ignorance really is bliss. Please read &lt;a href="http://msianstupidhabit.blogspot.com/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; blog for better content and more objective and optimistic views about the future of Malaysia and Malaysians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I'm not very patriotic and enthusiastic about Malaysia, but to redeem myself, I really really love KL a lot!!! It has so many shopping malls and stuffs to do and things to eat. It has an interesting history and good feng shui and not to mention it is also the historical place where yours truly was born. I'm really a true-blue KL-ite because having to choose between &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;gap kuala lumpur&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;gap new york&lt;/span&gt; tops, I elected to buy gap KL. I am soooo patriotic *beams* More reasons to love KL: Juicy Couture is gonna open soon in Pavillion!!! ^-^ *jumps around in happiness*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8606144861349312201-3493997812433492795?l=petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/feeds/3493997812433492795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606144861349312201&amp;postID=3493997812433492795&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/3493997812433492795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/3493997812433492795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-worst-malaysian-in-world.html' title='I&apos;m the Worst Malaysian in the world'/><author><name>petitmonstre</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/SDxDotXf3CI/AAAAAAAAAtw/A6ZCcE9en1g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606144861349312201.post-6725394193449287104</id><published>2007-10-01T14:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T16:19:45.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz!</title><content type='html'>Although, due to my inherent laziness, i hate forwarding them, i love receiving those funny, touching or interesting chain mails. Anyways i got one from Joo Lian which i find interesting and it is a quiz from Dr. Phil. Check it out! Write your answers on a piece of paper then tabulate the score at the end of this quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. When do you feel your best?&lt;br /&gt;a) in the morning&lt;br /&gt;b) during the afternoon &amp;amp; and early evening&lt;br /&gt;c) late at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. You usually walk...&lt;br /&gt;a) fairly fast, with long steps&lt;br /&gt;b) fairly fast, with little steps&lt;br /&gt;c) less fast head up, looking the world in the face&lt;br /&gt;d) less fast, head down&lt;br /&gt;e) very slowly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. When talking to people you. ..&lt;br /&gt;a) stand with your arms folded&lt;br /&gt;b) have your hands clasped&lt;br /&gt;c) have one or both your hands on your hips&lt;br /&gt;d) touch or push the person to whom you are talking&lt;br /&gt;e) play with your ear, touch your chin, or smooth your hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. When relaxing, you sit with. ..&lt;br /&gt;a) your knees bent with your legs neatly side by side&lt;br /&gt;b) your legs crossed&lt;br /&gt;c) your legs stretched out or straight&lt;br /&gt;d) one leg curled under you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. When something really amuses you, you react with...&lt;br /&gt;a) big appreciated laugh&lt;br /&gt;b) a laugh, but not a loud one&lt;br /&gt;c) a quiet chuckle&lt;br /&gt;d) a sheepish smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. When you go to a party or social gathering you ..&lt;br /&gt;a) make a loud entrance so everyone notices you&lt;br /&gt;b) make a quiet entrance, looking around for someone you know&lt;br /&gt;c) make the quietest entrance, trying to stay unnoticed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. You're working very hard, concentrating hard, and you're interrupted...&lt;br /&gt;a) welcome the break&lt;br /&gt;b) feel extremely irritated&lt;br /&gt;c) &gt;vary between these two extremes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Which of the following colors do you like most?&lt;br /&gt;a) Red or orange&lt;br /&gt;b) black&lt;br /&gt;c) yellow or light blue&lt;br /&gt;d) green&lt;br /&gt;e) dark blue or purple&lt;br /&gt;f) white&lt;br /&gt;g) brown or gray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. When you are in bed at night, in those last few moments before going to sleep you are. .&lt;br /&gt;a) stretched out on your back&lt;br /&gt;b) stretched out face down on your stomach&lt;br /&gt;c) on your side, slightly curled&lt;br /&gt;d) with your head on one arm&lt;br /&gt;e) with your head under the covers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. You often dream that you are...&lt;br /&gt;a) falling&lt;br /&gt;b) fighting or struggling&lt;br /&gt;c) searching for something or somebody&lt;br /&gt;d) flying or floating&lt;br /&gt;e) you usually have dreamless sleep&lt;br /&gt;f) your dreams are always pleasant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POINTS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. (a) 2 (b) 4 (c) 6&lt;br /&gt;2. (a) 6 (b) 4 (c) 7 (d) 2 (e) 1&lt;br /&gt;3. (a) 4 (b) 2 (c) 5 (d) 7 (e) 6&lt;br /&gt;4. (a) 4 (b) 6 (c) 2 (d) 1&lt;br /&gt;5. (a) 6 (b) 4 (c) 3 (d) 5 (e) 2&lt;br /&gt;6. (a) 6 (b) 4 (c) 2&lt;br /&gt;7. (a) 6 (b) 2 (c) 4&lt;br /&gt;8. (a) 6 (b) 7 (c) 5 (d) 4 (e) 3 (f) 2 (g) 1&lt;br /&gt;9. (a) 7 (b) 6 (c) 4 (d) 2 (e) 1&lt;br /&gt;10. (a) 4 (b) 2 (c) 3 (d) 5 (e) 6 (f) 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now add up the total number of points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OVER 60 POINTS :&lt;br /&gt;Others see you as someone they should "handle with care." You're seen as vain, self-centered, and who is extremely dominant. Others may admire you, wishing they could be more like you, but don't always trust you, hesitating to become too deeply involved with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51 TO 60 POINTS:&lt;br /&gt;Others see you as an exciting, highly volatile, rather impulsive personality; a natural leader, who's quick to make decisions, though not always the right ones. They see you as bold and adventuresome, someone who will try anything once; someone who takes chances and enjoys an adventure. They enjoy being in your company because of the excitement you radiate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41 TO 50 POINTS:&lt;br /&gt;Others see you as fresh, lively, charming, amusing, practical, and always interesting; someone who's constantly in the center of attention, but sufficiently well-balanced not to let it go to their head. They also see you as kind, considerate, and understanding; someone who'll always cheer them up and help them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31 TO 40 POINTS :&lt;br /&gt;Others see you as sensible, cautious, careful &amp;amp; practical. They see you as clever, gifted, or talented, but modest. Not a person who makes friends too quickly or easily, but someone who's extremely loyal to friends you do make and who expect the same loyalty in return. Those who really get to know you realize it takes a lot to shake your trust in your friends, but equally that it takes you a long time to get over if that trust is ever broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21 TO 30 POINTS: Your friends see you as painstaking and fussy. They see you as very cautious, extremely careful, a slow and steady plodder. It would really surprise them if you ever did something impulsively or on the spur of the moment, expecting you to examine everything carefully from every angle and then, usually decide against it. They think this reaction is caused partly by your careful nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNDER 21 POINTS : People think you are shy, nervous, and indecisive, someone who needs looking after, who always wants someone else to make the decisions &amp;amp; who doesn't want to get involved with anyone or anything! They see you as a worrier who always sees problems that don't exist. Some people think you're boring. Only &gt;those who know you well know that you aren't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way i got 50 or 51-ish (Maybe i'm a combination of both?) So what's your score? ^^ Do tell me kays!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8606144861349312201-6725394193449287104?l=petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/feeds/6725394193449287104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606144861349312201&amp;postID=6725394193449287104&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/6725394193449287104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/6725394193449287104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/2007/09/quiz.html' title='Quiz!'/><author><name>petitmonstre</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/SDxDotXf3CI/AAAAAAAAAtw/A6ZCcE9en1g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606144861349312201.post-6190073929142607915</id><published>2007-09-26T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T16:40:07.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of Birthdays and Blogs</title><content type='html'>I want to make a shout-out to Voon cuz it's her Birthday today!! ^-^ Happy Birthday Voon! U're finally 17 ^-^ can drive edi! woohoo~ Hope she has a great year ahead! and also lotsa lotsa presents ^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I wanna introduce Garden's blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*drumroll*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://msianstupidhabit.blogspot.com/"&gt;Malaysian's Stupid Habits&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;usually i blog about silly and frivolous stuffs or just stuffs about me me and me! ( ya i'm self-absorbed! but aren't we all *grins*) but he's blogging for a greater good! do read it! and help make Malaysia a better place kay?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8606144861349312201-6190073929142607915?l=petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/feeds/6190073929142607915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606144861349312201&amp;postID=6190073929142607915&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/6190073929142607915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/6190073929142607915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/2007/09/of-birthdays-and-blogs.html' title='of Birthdays and Blogs'/><author><name>petitmonstre</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/SDxDotXf3CI/AAAAAAAAAtw/A6ZCcE9en1g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606144861349312201.post-4805789671789795977</id><published>2007-09-26T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T16:36:07.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepy Little Monster</title><content type='html'>Today, i woke up, watch tv, ate brunch and then it rained! And you know what rain means right? sleeping time! ^-^ thus i napped for more than 2 hours... it was so shue fook!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways ain't i productive today? and i didn't even go for my daily yoga class huuhuu~ T.T sooo ...to make up for my apparent lack of productivity, i decided to finally create my new blog, which is something i have been putting off for a long long time. (For the uninitiated, I am an honourary member of the largest nation in the world *ahem* procrastination)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... taadaa~ It's the Adventures of Little Monster! Right here at blogger! ^-^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8606144861349312201-4805789671789795977?l=petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/feeds/4805789671789795977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606144861349312201&amp;postID=4805789671789795977&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/4805789671789795977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606144861349312201/posts/default/4805789671789795977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitmonstre-snowpuffs.blogspot.com/2007/09/sleepy-little-monster.html' title='Sleepy Little Monster'/><author><name>petitmonstre</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Tj4vpqz5IcM/SDxDotXf3CI/AAAAAAAAAtw/A6ZCcE9en1g/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
