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uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>461</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-8748970210115922011</id><published>2012-01-17T22:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T22:48:31.981+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cny'/><title type='text'>Tung tung tung chiang!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Its that time again! The time where food is in abundance as well as cash income.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese New Year babeh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year is the year of the dragon. I'm seeing dragons everywhere. Mom's stocking up on snacks. I'm resisting them every single day. Our first batch of snacks "disappeared".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to an awesome new year, again. Most of all, actually, is looking forward to the reunion dinner food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Already preparing space for it now... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-8748970210115922011?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/8748970210115922011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=8748970210115922011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/8748970210115922011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/8748970210115922011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2012/01/tung-tung-tung-chiang.html' title='Tung tung tung chiang!'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-484253296424958119</id><published>2012-01-10T20:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T20:12:59.784+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cookies'/><title type='text'>We have cookies!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Come over to the dark side, we have cookies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Attempted to bake chocolate chip cookies today. It went fairly well. Too much work for my preference. Prefer making cakes where all you have to do in dump the barter into the cake tim and pop it into the oven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Cookies on the other hand is more troublesome because you have to shape them one by one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CpVhsBzRkP8/TwwqIz5X0oI/AAAAAAAABac/Bu2pSfyKGjc/s1600/DSCN1912.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CpVhsBzRkP8/TwwqIz5X0oI/AAAAAAAABac/Bu2pSfyKGjc/s320/DSCN1912.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Somehow the recipe that I followed decided to lie to me. The proportion of almonds and chocolate chip to dough wasn't quite right! In the end I had too much of nuts and chips and not enough dough to stick them together. AND I can't keep them because there are some little pieces of dough mixed together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to do? Throw them away??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OF COURSE NOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I poured everything else into a tray and popped it into the oven. I came out tasting nicer than the cookies itself because of the abundance of chopped almonds. Then, I decided to used them as ice cream toppings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn my ice cream tasted awesome.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-484253296424958119?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/484253296424958119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=484253296424958119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/484253296424958119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/484253296424958119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2012/01/we-have-cookies.html' title='We have cookies!'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CpVhsBzRkP8/TwwqIz5X0oI/AAAAAAAABac/Bu2pSfyKGjc/s72-c/DSCN1912.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-8161287393729939233</id><published>2012-01-06T23:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T23:16:10.708+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wong Fu Production'/><title type='text'>Bummed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Well, there was the news that &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Wong Fu Production&lt;/span&gt; will be coming to Malaysia. Got so insanely excited! Been waiting for ages for them to come here! Checked the date, 4th February. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like the world came to an end. Got shootings on Saturday! Even though production say it'll end at 6pm, I'm expecting that we will have to stay longer than that depending on the task that week. Thus, I can't get the tickets. I genuinely felt sad! Like SUPER sad! Its going to be at Taylor's Lakeside, meaning 10 minutes from my place. Even more heartbreaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So near, yet so far...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/notes/inspireme/me-announcement-wong-fu-productions-is-coming-to-malaysia/294198477293833"&gt; more detailed post&lt;/a&gt; appeared saying that the tickets includes a free poster postcard for an&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;autograph session&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart sank even lower than rock bottom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one time that I have a chance to meet them up close and to even say "Hi", gone. Its that sad you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who get the chance to go, GOOOO! Don't hesitate! JUST GOOOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll hope and pray that they do end at 6pm and when I reach Taylors there are still tickets available. Hope and pray, just hope and pray...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-8161287393729939233?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/8161287393729939233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=8161287393729939233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/8161287393729939233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/8161287393729939233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2012/01/bummed.html' title='Bummed'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-4532600115633248802</id><published>2012-01-01T19:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T19:34:45.861+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><title type='text'>New Year cleaning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I decided to take up New Year's Day to clean out some of my old notes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yaJWMYH1mHY/TwBDtNLZx-I/AAAAAAAABaU/ZWEGdypxQX4/s1600/DSCN1909.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yaJWMYH1mHY/TwBDtNLZx-I/AAAAAAAABaU/ZWEGdypxQX4/s320/DSCN1909.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;There is like an entire box filled with all of these. I don't use them anymore but I find that it is a bit wasted to sell them all away. Technically, it represents all the hard work that I have been through over these couple of years. A bit sad to part with all of these. Most of them are even handwritten!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But clearing them means that I have finally ended my ACCA life. Its a good thing I guess? I like keeping stuff. Having the bad memory I have, there is a need to have something to remember the days by. I guess a picture will suffice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sell all the old notes as scraps! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-4532600115633248802?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/4532600115633248802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=4532600115633248802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/4532600115633248802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/4532600115633248802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-year-cleaning.html' title='New Year cleaning'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yaJWMYH1mHY/TwBDtNLZx-I/AAAAAAAABaU/ZWEGdypxQX4/s72-c/DSCN1909.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-2624451543868217669</id><published>2011-12-29T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T14:38:36.325+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='haircut'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Some Kind of Fruit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;About a week ago, dad's friend came back from Vietnam and bought us some kind of snack. Its like dried up or deep fried fruits. No idea but it tastes not too bad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C7nsTc2q1hA/TvwJ-qvPs8I/AAAAAAAABaI/cZi3kZ9QXAk/s1600/DSCN1890.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C7nsTc2q1hA/TvwJ-qvPs8I/AAAAAAAABaI/cZi3kZ9QXAk/s320/DSCN1890.JPG" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oxir19yX2L8/TvwF0TzZ-0I/AAAAAAAABZo/TR6HgVqfPPQ/s1600/DSCN1888.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oxir19yX2L8/TvwF0TzZ-0I/AAAAAAAABZo/TR6HgVqfPPQ/s320/DSCN1888.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was eating it and trying to figure out what fruits are in there at the same time. There were obviously bananas, nangka and pineapples. But then there were these long potato-like thingy. So I decided to read behind the package to see what is it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I saw shocked me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4v61q8eWJKw/TvwGHOHss_I/AAAAAAAABZw/8WFh7tnGRlI/s1600/DSCN1892.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4v61q8eWJKw/TvwGHOHss_I/AAAAAAAABZw/8WFh7tnGRlI/s320/DSCN1892.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;So till today, I have no idea what the other fruits are. Tastes normal. Ate it anyway...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Went for a haircut today. Yes, again. Venturing different kind of hairstyles and all of them seem to be getting shorter and shorter each time.&lt;span style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-osE3Np9j3k8/TvwIe_NFsTI/AAAAAAAABZ8/J72eJNS6Ivc/s1600/DSCN1901.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-osE3Np9j3k8/TvwIe_NFsTI/AAAAAAAABZ8/J72eJNS6Ivc/s320/DSCN1901.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you go! I wanted it short all the way for one side but then for TV purposes, I decided not to. I like it! Shall keep this hairstyle from now on... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-2624451543868217669?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/2624451543868217669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=2624451543868217669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/2624451543868217669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/2624451543868217669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2011/12/some-kind-of-fruit.html' title='Some Kind of Fruit'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C7nsTc2q1hA/TvwJ-qvPs8I/AAAAAAAABaI/cZi3kZ9QXAk/s72-c/DSCN1890.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-6907839270663018005</id><published>2011-12-27T12:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T12:02:44.534+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year'/><title type='text'>A New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Now that Christmas is over, the New Year seems to be approaching fast. 4 more days and it will be the year 2012.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's see what happened in 2011!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Final year studying&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, it seems like only yesterday I where everyone was being new in class and making new friends. The class that was so quiet we can hear ants walking. After 4 years, some graduated, some still studying but all in all, we made great friends and had great memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Getting wasted&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only way to celebrate your 21st. Getting wasted. It was my first total blackout of the night. I actually did learn a lesson because of the god awful hangover I had the very next day. I was STILL puking the whole of the next day even when there is nothing more to puke out. Twenty-one, a birthday I will always remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Wedding&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will always be the year that my sister got married! November 26. Remember that. Its the first wedding ceremony of the family. Was a busy day and some things did not go as plan but we had a blast and welcomed Colin to the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Island Retreat&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to Perhentian was an awesome experience. White sand and crystal clear waters. I would love to go back there someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. Getting robbed&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not even going to talk about it. It'll just get me pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. Twenty-ones&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its is the year where most of our friends turn 21! Of course, my mission was to get the birthday girl wasted. Most of them were success stories. I bet it is a birthday that they will never forget. Wait a minute, they don't even remember it to begin with. I guess I will have great stories for my future grand kids.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;"You know? When Grandma was at your age, I use to get everyone drunk for their 21st birthday."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess those the the significant events which happened in the year 2011. I'm going to miss the year. We had so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year 2012. The year where I'll most probably start working. The year where I'll be in a reality show. Since 21 is now over, its time to start thinking about what to do for 22! More partying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since New Years is around the corner, here are some resolutions I will TRY to keep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Swear less. My friends laughed at me when I told them this.&lt;br /&gt;2. Drink less. They laughed ever harder for this&lt;br /&gt;3. Drive more. Getting a car soon, hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;4. Love my job. Well, TRY...&lt;br /&gt;5. More concerts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I can think about at the moment. Its going to be a fun year next year. Make more friends, do more shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-6907839270663018005?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/6907839270663018005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=6907839270663018005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/6907839270663018005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/6907839270663018005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2011/12/new-year.html' title='A New Year'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-3068532819136087067</id><published>2011-12-25T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T17:19:05.125+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alcohol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Stuffed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The night before Christmas. It is also a birthday of a friend. You know who you are! Being all girls, it was decided that we are to have a sleepover and get wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mission failed. The fact that we were all girls made it like a therapy session. It was nevertheless fun! Had a session of Ring of Fire. I being the extremely unlucky end up screwing up myself by setting the rule that Jia Huey has to drink when everyone else drinks and I forgot that she "dated" me. Fucking drinking like a fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLUS, I keep getting the card that makes me drink &lt;b&gt;AND&lt;/b&gt; I don't get the one that allows the toilet break. My bladder was like it was going to burst. Now, that's an interesting scenario.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learnt that we shouldn't eat Chili Pan Mee for lunch when you're going to be drinking that night. Doesn't really sit well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up today, went for Christmas lunch at my sister's place. The long awaited Turkey has come. Damn, I ate so much that it actually hurts to move. Instead of the provided gravy, I was eating Turkey with curry. Typical Malaysian. We mix everything together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That, my dear friends, &lt;b&gt;was&lt;/b&gt; breakfast, lunch and dinner in one meal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That, ladies and gentleman, &lt;b&gt;is&lt;/b&gt; Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-3068532819136087067?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/3068532819136087067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=3068532819136087067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/3068532819136087067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/3068532819136087067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2011/12/stuffed.html' title='Stuffed'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-4761084178968335335</id><published>2011-12-23T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T20:13:39.741+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jingle bell rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Santa vs Jesus</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The day where Santa is more famous than Jesus even though it is Jesus' birthday. The ONLY day in the year where I can get some Turkey in my belly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I was being bored. Nothing new. At home and finally got sick of watching shows. So I decided to record something. I'm not the best singer but I believe that I don't sound that bad.&amp;nbsp;Curiosity. I'm sure I'm not the only person in the world who records your own singing right? Its fun but weird to listen to yourself singing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, one of my favourite Christmas songs. Why? Because it is one of the happy ones. Silent Night is depressing. We Wish You A Merry Christmas is overrated. I like Jingle Bell Rock because its happy! And jolly! Makes you get into that Christmas spirit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/bluebluebells/jingle-bell-rock"&gt;http://soundcloud.com/bluebluebells/jingle-bell-rock&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I have do not own those special software which you can edit and add instruments, I had to record it acapella. Yea, I know. Only good singers should record acapella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT its the thought that counts. I did this for my lovely friends as well as everyone out there who's feeling nasty during Christmas, chin up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have an awesome Christmas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-4761084178968335335?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/4761084178968335335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=4761084178968335335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/4761084178968335335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/4761084178968335335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2011/12/santa-vs-jesus.html' title='Santa vs Jesus'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-3787816443295639563</id><published>2011-12-22T18:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T18:32:42.161+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>TV?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Could hardly believe it when I got the SMS from an unknown number telling me that I was selected as one of the top 8 candidates for 8TV's The Job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were some mixed feelings. I was happy, obviously since I was made it through, but then there is also fear. Damn, what if I do something extremely dumb?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also there is the drama crap in reality shows. Hopefully I don't get involve in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess tomorrow I'll have to go over to Sunway and enquire on whether the sponsorship will still be available if I do it in the July intake. If not, honestly, I don't mind since I'll just get the external auditor job and its about the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is if I don't win. I highly doubt that I will be the best among the best. I'm just going for the exposure and experiences that I will gather through all of those challenges. Perhaps meet new people, get some networking going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is going to be really interesting no? Always wanted some kinda adventure in life. Well, looks like I'm getting it~!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-3787816443295639563?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/3787816443295639563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=3787816443295639563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/3787816443295639563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/3787816443295639563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2011/12/tv.html' title='TV?'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-809421961214700563</id><published>2011-12-19T12:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T12:55:00.660+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dilemma'/><title type='text'>Why are there so many choices??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Ok. So yesterday I went for an interview for a reality show. Think The Apprentice I know what you're thinking. You think I'm mad BUT the prizes is pretty awesome! The winner gets a post-graduate scholarship, 12-month contract with Segi Corporate as well as RM15000 cash. I mean why not right? So, I went for it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then today I went for a briefing. KPMG is offering a sponsorship programme for Certified Internal Auditor (CIA). All paid for and I get a job with KPMG. The thing is that I will have to work &lt;b&gt;AND&lt;/b&gt; study at the same time. Which means that I will be having no life at all for the next one year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually prefer the CIA thingy because I don't really want the post-graduate scholarship. I don't really want to do a Masters and I doubt the Segi scholarship will sponsor me to do CIA at Sunway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, I would love to go through all the challenges line up for the final 8 contestants. It is a REALLY good opportunity as they get to try out many things such as marketing, branding, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I guess it all boils down to whether or not I get chosen as one of the 8 finalist for The Job. If I do then I guess I'll start the KPMG scheme in July (assuming that I didn't win the prize). If I do win, which I highly doubt it, then its even a greater dilemma in which I will think about only later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I don't get into the final 8, then I will take up the KPMG scheme in January. Even so, there will be the dilemma of the ACCA results which will be out in February. If I pass the paper, then YAY! If (touchwood) it is the other way around, then I will have to deal with work, CIA &lt;b&gt;AND&lt;/b&gt; also the resit of P7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I be able to handle that? It is a lot but then CIA there is only 2, 100 multiple choice question based paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end I'm still stuck. This isn't even a crossroad man. Its like a roundabout with a million exits. Praying that KPMG scheme is available in July, praying that I get The Job but not win and if I do win, praying that they'll sponsor me for CIA and not masters, praying that I will pass my ACCA paper.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-809421961214700563?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/809421961214700563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=809421961214700563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/809421961214700563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/809421961214700563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2011/12/why-are-there-so-many-choices.html' title='Why are there so many choices??'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-1880231082393051185</id><published>2011-12-16T14:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T14:44:21.890+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Home entertainment</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Nothing like a day where all you do is stay home, have some Chipsmore (with milk, bitches!) and watching Friends all day long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lifeless but nevertheless entertained... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-1880231082393051185?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/1880231082393051185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=1880231082393051185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/1880231082393051185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/1880231082393051185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2011/12/home-entertainment.html' title='Home entertainment'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-877728240359566351</id><published>2011-12-15T19:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T19:54:20.207+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='damn audit'/><title type='text'>Bits and Pieces</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I realise that I haven't been blogging as usual as I should. The random thoughts in my head are clogging up my system and causing a slight lag in rationale stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its feels totally great finally finishing my study. Damn, now that I've just put that into words its kinda just hit me in the face - I'll be a working adult soon! I'll be soon out in the corporate world dealing with internal politics and relationship craps. I'm going to miss studying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I'm going to miss student life. Obviously, why in the world would I miss studying? I never mastered the proper studying way and things just don't stick in my head for more than a week. I'm kinda glad that I don't have to be studying anymore but I &lt;b&gt;AM &lt;/b&gt;going to miss the lifestyle. No deadlines, no results to worry, no assignments (for my case), classes are not compulsory and I can skip internal exams. Heck, the only time I actually get serious is approximately 1 or 2 months before the finals where I attempt to start studying early but fails miserably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So technically, I'm free the entire 6 months except for the final month or so. Sounds awesome? Well, the bulk of ACCA will kill you if you can't handle it. That's a fact. I make it look simple but most of the time I barely just manage. I am glad for my insanely good crapping skills that got me through most of my papers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, all that is coming to an end. Four years has just past and it seems to have past by incredibly fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am suppose to be applying for jobs and all but then I think I do deserve a nice long break. After all, we only get around 2 weeks of holidays each semester. Use to envy those who have 3 months of holidays. Now, I'm gonna get that well-deserved 3 months of no studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing in the world will be able to bother me other than my annoying dreams about my audit paper. Audit man. Haunts you even afterwards. Don't have to worry about results till probably February! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I should just stop thinking, get a job to occupy my&amp;nbsp;brain works and just enjoy this 3 months freedom...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-877728240359566351?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/877728240359566351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=877728240359566351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/877728240359566351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/877728240359566351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2011/12/bits-and-pieces.html' title='Bits and Pieces'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-3692904007633938609</id><published>2011-12-13T21:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T21:59:55.890+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><title type='text'>Mom's always best</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;So today, I went to the hospital with my mom. We left in a hurry because it was raining cats and dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a moment ago, my mom realised that she left her file with all the medical document at the pharmacy which should be closed already at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, we took a ride there just to peek in the windows to see whether the file is in there. There wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the security room and there was this sign on the outside that says, "Personnels Only. Flash Name tag before entering"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked my mom to knock on the door she replied me, "You go knock la! They see you're a pretty girl sure help you find stuff".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom just exploited me! Omg. But then she said that I was pretty. Then, all the vanity and pride took over and somehow the exploitation was pushed aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit! I think my mom's a psychology expert! *gasp*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-3692904007633938609?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/3692904007633938609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=3692904007633938609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/3692904007633938609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/3692904007633938609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2011/12/moms-always-best.html' title='Mom&apos;s always best'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-5451034168259838995</id><published>2011-12-07T00:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T01:12:22.617+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pissed'/><title type='text'>Pissed beyond pissed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;In my previous post, I think I did mention that my mom was going for her cataract surgery today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady at the office told my mom to start fasting at 2pm and be at the hospital for&amp;nbsp;registration&amp;nbsp;at 4pm because the surgery will be at 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking that it was only a 2 hours wait, mom and I decided that, ok, go earlier a bit because we were carrying like cash (no, we don't believe in credit cards) and she wants to go collect her other medications as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine, reached at the office at 3.30pm, registered and stuff, 4pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited, waited, waited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the waiting room, I actually watched 4 movies on Star World. Yeah. FOUR FUCKING MOVIES and the first 3 being like silent movies because all the other aunties that were also going for the operation were talking too loudly for me to listen. I think I've managed to master the art of reading the lips.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited, waited, waited....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..and finally at 10.00pm, the nurse came in and we can go to the holding room. Half an hour later my mom was pushed into the operation theater and half an hour later she's out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So technically, we wasted 6 unnecessary fucking hours sitting there like fucking idiots waiting for the fucking doctor who can't manage her fucking appointments!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously! She told everyone that their operation will be at 6pm. I think her studying to become a doctor has impaired her bloody common sense to know that 9 motherfucking surgeries can't be done at the fucking same time!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!! So pissed till I feel like my head is gonna blow. GAH! Idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, there's more! I didn't mention where this was did I? University Fucking Hospital Specialist Centre. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special my ass! Its not like you were&amp;nbsp;subsidised&amp;nbsp;by the government. We paid the market price! RM3100 for one bloody eye lens! ONE SIDE! And we get service like this? Come on!! We could have paid like RM200 or so, wait for 6 exact bloody hours at the government hospital and get the SAME bloody surgery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!!!! &amp;gt;:[&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-5451034168259838995?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/5451034168259838995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=5451034168259838995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/5451034168259838995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/5451034168259838995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2011/12/pissed-beyond-pissed.html' title='Pissed beyond pissed'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-6693903705661392859</id><published>2011-12-05T21:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T01:11:59.640+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>So sweet I'll get diabetes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yes! It is once again the time where the sweet freedom can finally be tasted. This time it is even sweeter as I had just finished my final (praying with my life that its final) paper at exactly 6.15pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I literally have not signed in to Skype as well as MSN for a long, long time in preparation for this stupid audit paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND OH. MY. GOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This freedom is soooo goooooooood! Its like the weight of the world on my shoulder has been lifted off! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, its my first night of this new found freedom and I am already confused. I have so much time now that I don't know what to do with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should probably get a part time job since I don't intend to start working anytime soon. But then there is this thing offered by KPMG in which I intend to attend the briefing for then decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another thing is that my mom will be going for cataract surgery tomorrow. There goes my mode of transportation and freedom for a week. I guess its not too bad. At least I don't have to study ever again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK! So the&amp;nbsp;bottom line&amp;nbsp;is get a part time job so that you have cash to party and attend concerts, stupid ding-dong! Foster the People! Simple Plan! Dashboard Confessional! So much to do, so little moolah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-6693903705661392859?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/6693903705661392859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=6693903705661392859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/6693903705661392859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/6693903705661392859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2011/12/so-sweet-ill-get-diabetes.html' title='So sweet I&apos;ll get diabetes!'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-2193226323736702967</id><published>2011-11-22T22:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T22:42:48.243+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><title type='text'>So much to do, so little time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:'trebuchet ms';" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Juggling between studies and a wedding..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like all of a sudden the ample time that I had to study for my exams just shrank into nothing. My P7 notes are just lying there and being shoved under the bed. Shoots...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the wedding I'll only have exactly one week to cram 6 years of past year questions into my head. Praying that my crapping skills will come in handy during the exam. Audit has always been a real pain where something that may seem like common sense actually doesn't really get you the marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the last paper and I really, really want to pass this stupid paper. Just one more and I will be done with the hell of ACCA exams. ONE MORE and I will be entering into the working life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-2193226323736702967?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/2193226323736702967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=2193226323736702967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/2193226323736702967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/2193226323736702967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2011/11/so-much-to-do-so-little-time.html' title='So much to do, so little time...'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-3955740690558340788</id><published>2011-11-03T15:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T15:52:23.423+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pissed'/><title type='text'>Security, my ass...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:'trebuchet ms';" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;You know how some housing area has those security shit where you have to pay money for the idiot guards to patrol around? They are useless as fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lest night, approximately 11.30pm, my mom asked me to go downstairs to put some leftover food into the fridge. I went down and realised the lights outside at the back of off. So I though my dad forgot to turn it on. I opened the wooden door an realised that the gate was wide opened and so was the windows and some of the stuff were misplaced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went up told my mom. She went down and look around noticed that her purse zips were all opened and money was gone. Woke up my dad. Scout around. Called the guard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dude turned up with his huge flashy flash lights and shine it around asking what happened, etc. Told him the entire story and then he just hanged around! Like shine the lights here and there "examining" the "crime scene". Then he said, "Boss you punya dinding rendah la. Itu pasal orang boleh masuk".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that point, I got so pissed at the dude that I literally chuckled to myself. Motherfucking wall was taller than I was dude and more importantly taller than YOU! Hard solid wall ok! Neighbours all have wired fences and you say our wall was too low??? Useless git.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was more pissed with the guard than I was with the thief. We pay RM30 every month to get robbed? Told my dad from the start it was a waste of money. Now he is convinced. Stayed here 3 years, that would be over a thousand ringgit paid. Might as well invest in an alarm system right from the beginning right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad always told the boss to tell the patrol guys to patrol the back lane. What's the point of patrolling the front?? Have you seen thieves coming from the front gate? Come on! They're not that dumb man! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am also pissed with the bloody thief because he used my NEW shirt to cover the cactus when he climbed up to twist the pendaflour lights. Bloody idiot. Caused me my sleep last night. May the money you took from my mom's purse be your medical fees some day along your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what I wish usually comes true... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-3955740690558340788?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/3955740690558340788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=3955740690558340788' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/3955740690558340788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/3955740690558340788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2011/11/security-my-ass.html' title='Security, my ass...'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-5400085079915518304</id><published>2011-10-19T14:55:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T15:59:02.046+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Chocolate Frenzy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:'trebuchet ms';" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Why, it is once again the time when I get so bored and I start finding things to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today it was Moist Chocolate Cake Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started out preparing all the ingredients. Reading through the recipe it was mentioned that I needed to beat the egg whites separately. There I was thinking that if I beat the other ingredients already, don't I have to was the beater to beat the egg whites? So the extremely lazy me decided to HAND beat the eggs with a freaking FORK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_3tbBBX9vEA/Tp59wkI27HI/AAAAAAAABYM/CrRTd3IHO6Y/s320/DSCN1791.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665103654566685810" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;Stupid, I know, but then it turned out fluffy and shiny anyway (with a good exercise too!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there I go, mixing in everything and finally into the tray it goes. At that point I realised that the tray was too big. Horrible judgement. So the batter was barely an inch from the bottom. I have an extremely flat cake! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, waited for the cake to be done and damn it smells incredible! Took it out and realised that it was rather dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1uzJ1P2SGfc/Tp6AGtZNKCI/AAAAAAAABYY/95p5yrm1rxw/s320/DSCN1793.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665106234031548450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon I found out the culprit. The recipe stated that I was suppose to be using dark chocolate, grated. Instead, I used cocoa powder, which I think is dryer and more bitter because a chocolate bar will have oil in it. Dumbass...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So since the MOIST chocolate cake is no longer moist (I think its more of a crumble now), I added a nice scoop of cookies and cream ice cream onto it to give it some moisture and sweetness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r1xag-omVzs/Tp6CLjgTDRI/AAAAAAAABYk/AU8tQYPZ3vM/s320/DSCN1795.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665108516299541778" /&gt;Hell yeah! It taste even awesomer after that. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the cake shall be my dinner for today! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-5400085079915518304?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/5400085079915518304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=5400085079915518304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/5400085079915518304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/5400085079915518304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2011/10/chocolate-frenzy.html' title='Chocolate Frenzy!'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_3tbBBX9vEA/Tp59wkI27HI/AAAAAAAABYM/CrRTd3IHO6Y/s72-c/DSCN1791.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-8416347931645981784</id><published>2011-10-15T19:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T20:03:52.902+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><title type='text'>Bits and Pieces</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:'trebuchet ms';" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;KL for 3 days and all I get is approximately 3 hours of sleep. I hate the fact that alcohol works like caffeine for me. Bloody shit was awake till almost sunrise and when I finally can sleep, I am suppose to be up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dang! Nevetheless, it was awesome being on Team Sober and witnessing all the fucking funny things happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to burn those beer calories... after October... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday would be the last day of classes EVER! If I graduate, this class would be the last time I will ever sit in the class for a lecture! Well, not including the revision classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 years! Just flew pass just like that. I can't wait till I am done with exams and then p-p-p-party till I get a permanent job. Or maybe I'll just continue the party... ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-8416347931645981784?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/8416347931645981784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=8416347931645981784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/8416347931645981784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/8416347931645981784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2011/10/bits-and-pieces.html' title='Bits and Pieces'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-4992342162452814053</id><published>2011-10-05T19:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T19:25:49.101+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Tang Yuans</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:'trebuchet ms';" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I am currently one of the most laid back university student ever on the face of the earth! This week, I don't have a single class and instead of rotting at home, I finally finished making my sister's wedding favour bags. They have been lying there since like forever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I got bored again. That only kept me occupied for one night. So I've decided to make a trial batch of Tang Yuans! It is a custom to have them the night before the wedding. The plain ones are so boring. Thus, I decided to make the colourful ones. Started with orange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I went searching online and found out that all I needed to to was to add in sweet potato into the flour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O_oVwAoJLdY/Tow-NjULiJI/AAAAAAAABXc/2MgOiq0Efik/s320/DSCN1786.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659967234236975250" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Success! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tastes yummy! Started off with the plain ones but then they were too tasteless. Added in gula melaka into some. Then I ran out of gula melaka and finally stuffed the leftover sweet potatoes in the final few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not too bad, really! Since originally the Tang Yuans are tasteless, adding anything else into it just makes the entire thing tastes like the stuffing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy with them! Shall be making green ones soon! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-4992342162452814053?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/4992342162452814053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=4992342162452814053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/4992342162452814053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/4992342162452814053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2011/10/tang-yuans.html' title='Tang Yuans'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O_oVwAoJLdY/Tow-NjULiJI/AAAAAAAABXc/2MgOiq0Efik/s72-c/DSCN1786.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-975361027274550909</id><published>2011-09-20T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T00:08:01.133+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perhentian'/><title type='text'>Clear waters, blue skies.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:'trebuchet ms';" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Nothing else can beat the clear blue waters of Perhentian Island. Just imagine. Waist deep water and you could still see the bottom of the seabed. It is AMAZING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:'trebuchet ms';" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:'trebuchet ms';" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Its such a shame that I don't have the underwater casing for my camera or else I would have taken some breath taking underwater sceneries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our journey began on Friday morning when I had to wake up at 6.15am just to get ready. Hoping that I will wake up early so that I don't get caught in the last minute i'm-rushing-so-I-forgot-something situation. In the end I still did forget my brush and the salt water here is killing my hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us move away from the bimbotic statement that I just made. We took an early flight to Kota Baru which was supposed to be an hour but somehow it seems shorter but it was actually delayed. Get it? Anyways, we arrived at the extremely quiet Kota Baru airport, took an hour van ride to Besut where we took a speedboat to the beautiful paradise island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was amazing to see the colour of the water change from a murky green-brown to blue.&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6sw-RSDJaKA/TnQwAMgPF9I/AAAAAAAABU4/psvWG7h-MOo/s320/DSCN1576.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653196212171380690" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:'trebuchet ms';" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fgxvH9Evxkk/TnQxCA3llxI/AAAAAAAABVA/quqMbfgZu2A/s320/DSCN1580.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653197342919464722" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:'trebuchet ms';" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;After approximately half an hour with wind literally smacking you in the face, we see our stop! Watercolours resort. Our first reaction was, "Omg, we can ACTUALLY see the bottom of the water!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MxC9ywgp0EE/TnYJPzg0vQI/AAAAAAAABVo/jPVJtmKqaOo/s1600/DSCN1581.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MxC9ywgp0EE/TnYJPzg0vQI/AAAAAAAABVo/jPVJtmKqaOo/s320/DSCN1581.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653716549340806402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:'trebuchet ms';" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Checked in and immediately got to enjoy our first snorkelling trip. Damn it is such a waste that I can't take the underwater pictures with my camera. The underwater scenery was, as I've mentioned, amazing! Visibility wasn't as great because it was cloudy but it was still soooooo pretty! Even when we were in the boat waiting to enter the waters, we could see the bottom and the fishies!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking amazing I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time we were done, it was already around 5-ish. Took a shower and went for an evening stroll along the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LHxNLxa9jFo/TnQy2G59hLI/AAAAAAAABVI/Jx-f4J86_aI/s1600/DSCN1585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LHxNLxa9jFo/TnQy2G59hLI/AAAAAAAABVI/Jx-f4J86_aI/s320/DSCN1585.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653199337404859570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:'trebuchet ms';" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;There was actually nothing else to do other than wait for dinner. Dad caught up with some of his friend who were here diving. Chatted throughout the night killing time. Went to bed rather early. Well, attempted to go to bed rather early. Stupid pillow was a rock compared to the awesome feathered pillow I have at home. Yes, I AM a spoilt brat. Instead of the pillow, I ended up sleeping on my jacket instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up early morning the very next day and gotten ready for the hiking trip that we were notified the previous night. I guess they planed it for us to kill time since there was nothing else to do there in the morning and we were only entitled to 2 snorkelling trips for the entire trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proud of my 59 years old mom who does not do any physical activities! She made it to the top! Complaining the entire way. I got lobsterised. My term for being sunburnt. The huge amount of sunblock that I had applied, I guess, was washed off by the sweat. BUT, the view up there - speechless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out that the island runs on solar AND wind energy! We were at the wind turbine! I love the picture I took because the sky looked pretty too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wo_uyov0lT4/TnQ2fsm7vPI/AAAAAAAABVg/ACpT6y2GyYc/s1600/DSCN1640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wo_uyov0lT4/TnQ2fsm7vPI/AAAAAAAABVg/ACpT6y2GyYc/s320/DSCN1640.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653203350435118322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:'trebuchet ms';" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;And the view from up there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YN-_RX1Ufg4/TnYKJJq-6-I/AAAAAAAABVw/9p5phW6xB-Q/s1600/DSCN1635.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YN-_RX1Ufg4/TnYKJJq-6-I/AAAAAAAABVw/9p5phW6xB-Q/s320/DSCN1635.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653717534541540322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:'trebuchet ms';" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Priceless. Worth all the hard work getting up there. There was suppose to be some stairs leading up to the turbines but the jetty collapsed. Thus, we had to take the hike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;turbine with="" stairs=""&gt;&lt;/turbine&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s2OK-R_FHPA/TnYKuBdHdcI/AAAAAAAABV4/CpGR6zfGaCY/s1600/P1000810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s2OK-R_FHPA/TnYKuBdHdcI/AAAAAAAABV4/CpGR6zfGaCY/s320/P1000810.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653718167991055810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:'trebuchet ms';" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;turbine with="" stairs=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to the chalet, lunch, rest and off we are again for our 2nd snorkelling trip. Got burnt on the burn this time but damn, it was worth it. The view was splendid! Saw a baby sharks swimming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back rather late in the evening. Dad and I went for a stroll again to the other beach. Of course, as expected, more photos! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/turbine&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MXjRS-woSAc/TnYNmFaUbFI/AAAAAAAABWA/bB5rmZx8mcA/s1600/DSCN1655.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MXjRS-woSAc/TnYNmFaUbFI/AAAAAAAABWA/bB5rmZx8mcA/s320/DSCN1655.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653721330148994130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EZymAt0R9CA/TnYOM68XJ9I/AAAAAAAABWI/rBBJRekblSQ/s1600/DSCN1657.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EZymAt0R9CA/TnYOM68XJ9I/AAAAAAAABWI/rBBJRekblSQ/s320/DSCN1657.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653721997353887698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yo3AqY2j3TE/TnYOwdhe4ZI/AAAAAAAABWQ/pJLZtV2kBIM/s1600/DSCN1676.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yo3AqY2j3TE/TnYOwdhe4ZI/AAAAAAAABWQ/pJLZtV2kBIM/s320/DSCN1676.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653722607931810194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aodaLsi_Aws/TnYQC3KrFqI/AAAAAAAABWg/uZRi004n3us/s1600/DSCN1678.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aodaLsi_Aws/TnYQC3KrFqI/AAAAAAAABWg/uZRi004n3us/s320/DSCN1678.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653724023564736162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nXPlLJKn_H0/TnYPhNZR1vI/AAAAAAAABWY/on53g_-GwAc/s1600/DSCN1677.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nXPlLJKn_H0/TnYPhNZR1vI/AAAAAAAABWY/on53g_-GwAc/s320/DSCN1677.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653723445416023794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:'trebuchet ms';" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;turbine with="" stairs=""&gt;&lt;picture&gt;&lt;hammock&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back, there was a pretty cloud that looked like a mushroom cloud and little did we know that in the last hours of that night itself, it rained like there was no tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/hammock&gt;&lt;/picture&gt;&lt;/turbine&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-atGWcXhGSRY/TnYQ5jO1edI/AAAAAAAABWo/GcP-60WEdUc/s1600/DSCN1685.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-atGWcXhGSRY/TnYQ5jO1edI/AAAAAAAABWo/GcP-60WEdUc/s320/DSCN1685.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653724963106290130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:'trebuchet ms';" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;turbine with="" stairs=""&gt;&lt;picture&gt;&lt;hammock&gt;About half an hour after the photo was taken,  it was sunset. I was hoping to get a nice picture but the sunset was sadly blocked by Pulau Kecil. I bet it was just amazing but we did get a pretty sight too! Didn't manage to get a nice picture. It was a you-have-to-be-there-to-be-amazed moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/hammock&gt;&lt;/picture&gt;&lt;/turbine&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CQI-5j0Nmbo/TnYQ6ZncGXI/AAAAAAAABWw/AfL_HqxvLuY/s1600/DSCN1710.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CQI-5j0Nmbo/TnYQ6ZncGXI/AAAAAAAABWw/AfL_HqxvLuY/s320/DSCN1710.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653724977704999282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:'trebuchet ms';" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;turbine with="" stairs=""&gt;&lt;picture&gt;&lt;hammock&gt;Purple sky to end the day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/hammock&gt;&lt;/picture&gt;&lt;/turbine&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VpaufLbqBeA/TnYRWsiR68I/AAAAAAAABW4/nIosDsnBDks/s1600/DSCN1712.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VpaufLbqBeA/TnYRWsiR68I/AAAAAAAABW4/nIosDsnBDks/s320/DSCN1712.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653725463819971522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:'trebuchet ms';" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;turbine with="" stairs=""&gt;&lt;picture&gt;&lt;hammock&gt;The next morning, my dad and I took the canoe and rowed along the beach. Even without entering the water, we were able to see the beauty beneath the surface. We only explored for a short while before we went back. Dad's friends joined us for a one last stroll along the beach. Took some last minute photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/hammock&gt;&lt;/picture&gt;&lt;/turbine&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EyTAJAma2iQ/TnYSvN5RJHI/AAAAAAAABXA/Kk-MtmtV2yo/s1600/DSCN1724.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EyTAJAma2iQ/TnYSvN5RJHI/AAAAAAAABXA/Kk-MtmtV2yo/s320/DSCN1724.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653726984603247730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zCy1V-qzoDQ/TnYSvYVqg1I/AAAAAAAABXI/oofn_sb_-ns/s1600/DSCN1741.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zCy1V-qzoDQ/TnYSvYVqg1I/AAAAAAAABXI/oofn_sb_-ns/s320/DSCN1741.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653726987406705490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:'trebuchet ms';" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;turbine with="" stairs=""&gt;&lt;picture&gt;&lt;hammock&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we returned to pack up and check out. Chilled at the restaurant while waiting for our ride back to the mainland...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/hammock&gt;&lt;/picture&gt;&lt;/turbine&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z-B7Qxwocac/TnYUT4DYJ6I/AAAAAAAABXQ/LaCSnRYsqIU/s1600/DSCN1740.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z-B7Qxwocac/TnYUT4DYJ6I/AAAAAAAABXQ/LaCSnRYsqIU/s320/DSCN1740.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653728713906857890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:'trebuchet ms';" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;turbine with="" stairs=""&gt;&lt;picture&gt;&lt;hammock&gt;See? Aren't I the best person ever? I go on a trip taking all the pictures, enduring the sunburn and you guys get to see them too! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, the name Perhentian was perfect for the place - a place where you stop and just relax.&lt;/hammock&gt;&lt;/picture&gt;&lt;/turbine&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-975361027274550909?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/975361027274550909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=975361027274550909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/975361027274550909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/975361027274550909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2011/09/clear-waters-blue-skies.html' title='Clear waters, blue skies.'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6sw-RSDJaKA/TnQwAMgPF9I/AAAAAAAABU4/psvWG7h-MOo/s72-c/DSCN1576.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-2881572743268523740</id><published>2011-08-30T13:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T13:38:22.108+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coffee'/><title type='text'>Coffeholic</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;As usual, I am bored at home and decided to blog about one of the things that I can never live without...&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7OGI40COQZA/Tlx0EJ8xPII/AAAAAAAABUw/QnyNs9a9j_M/s320/coffee.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 319px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646515647554862210" /&gt;Yes, A good cup of coffee and some nice music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden I feel extremely old but who can resist a nice cup of coffee while blasting sounds from the best bands in the world on iTunes? So I'm not that old afterall... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Nescafe I make is my own recipe. For some reason it tastes different each time. Noone's perfect. However, it tastes awesome every single fucking time. Even my mom who doesn't drink Nescafe thinks its good (I have great influential skills *winks*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't believe that I am here bragging about the coffee I make. Huh. Pretty lifeless, no? That I can absolutely agree. See, if I had a life, I wouldn't be here writing this shit while waiting for Sims to refill energy. Fuck that addictive game on Facebook....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently running on caffeine. Alone at home. Listening to White Stripes. Dancing around (more like jumping around). Worrying about absolutely nothing. Trying to sing like Jack White while hitting the air with invisible drumsticks like Meg White.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh, ain't my life the best?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-2881572743268523740?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/2881572743268523740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=2881572743268523740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/2881572743268523740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/2881572743268523740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2011/08/coffeholic.html' title='Coffeholic'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7OGI40COQZA/Tlx0EJ8xPII/AAAAAAAABUw/QnyNs9a9j_M/s72-c/coffee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-6272351780093722923</id><published>2011-08-21T19:27:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T20:18:45.569+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alcohol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>21+30</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;This post was suppose to be for last week but SOMEONE took ages to upload the pictures for me to use.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It my sister's 30th and final birthday where she will be celebrating it being not married. We decided to fill our tummies at Bubba Gumps at The Curve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R53Ew7NPc-c/TlDwD2nEG8I/AAAAAAAABSo/_cycChviPU0/s320/12.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643274282084867010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BWahZlgr1pg/TlDvtWj_6lI/AAAAAAAABSg/aSMo-xoP7H4/s320/01.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643273895524952658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Colin, Christine, Sis, Me, Melvin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I shall spare you all from the pictures of the food since there are people fasting but we did enjoy our food and we could hardly move after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin got some cupcakes and flowers for my sis and I. So sweet of him. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RaqhJ1tWpr0/TlDxYxbrcQI/AAAAAAAABS4/5JdhpcPAWK0/s1600/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RaqhJ1tWpr0/TlDxYxbrcQI/AAAAAAAABS4/5JdhpcPAWK0/s320/14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643275740983816450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we moved our asses to Funky Villa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bx_98EBFUNw/TlDwaepj40I/AAAAAAAABSw/t-i-IGxWigY/s320/15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643274670789878594" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Well, started out with a couple of beers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3soBCSvXgwQ/TlDxr-RNC5I/AAAAAAAABTA/PFVoZ5MZ0ZU/s1600/16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3soBCSvXgwQ/TlDxr-RNC5I/AAAAAAAABTA/PFVoZ5MZ0ZU/s320/16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643276070847056786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till someone (i.e my brother) arrived and somehow so did these.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rhZXGGGTZls/TlDyIeuRoHI/AAAAAAAABTQ/ahMPiJRpd_Y/s1600/18.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9DqYBvj209o/TlDyIVUk18I/AAAAAAAABTI/z7n-HtNb5Oc/s1600/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ADM6nmH7HGg/TlDyIsb_d7I/AAAAAAAABTY/Kfg9A0s7qgQ/s1600/19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ADM6nmH7HGg/TlDyIsb_d7I/AAAAAAAABTY/Kfg9A0s7qgQ/s320/19.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643276564276672434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those were just welcome drinks. There were like 24 of them. No idea what happened to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the killer came. The dices. Somehow THIS happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-90CcJQ6SrXQ/TlDy5JdoV5I/AAAAAAAABT4/Ai7s0_YJWXw/s1600/09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-90CcJQ6SrXQ/TlDy5JdoV5I/AAAAAAAABT4/Ai7s0_YJWXw/s320/09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643277396701894546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1f1nGnv1mYI/TlDy4g6jcOI/AAAAAAAABTg/PPWppJnCExI/s1600/06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1f1nGnv1mYI/TlDy4g6jcOI/AAAAAAAABTg/PPWppJnCExI/s320/06.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643277385817354466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E9445Nyv9_c/TlDy44sCw-I/AAAAAAAABTo/jveFzc13boo/s1600/07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E9445Nyv9_c/TlDy44sCw-I/AAAAAAAABTo/jveFzc13boo/s320/07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643277392198943714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FZKwIaaAUOw/TlDy4_DBKzI/AAAAAAAABTw/aYjy16qrn40/s1600/08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FZKwIaaAUOw/TlDy4_DBKzI/AAAAAAAABTw/aYjy16qrn40/s320/08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643277393905920818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to sources I had 5 tequila shots, 3 double shots and 3 bottles of beer&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 14px; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: rgb(237, 239, 244); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, all in 2 hours. I actually only remembered half the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as the night went on as these weird things started to happen....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1hXcKO99l-I/TlDzgj3G7fI/AAAAAAAABUA/DDoqv6yq6Fg/s1600/22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1hXcKO99l-I/TlDzgj3G7fI/AAAAAAAABUA/DDoqv6yq6Fg/s320/22.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643278073802976754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OeH7-sCWVy4/TlDz1BLJiHI/AAAAAAAABUI/eaP7J1D282s/s1600/23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OeH7-sCWVy4/TlDz1BLJiHI/AAAAAAAABUI/eaP7J1D282s/s320/23.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643278425269045362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J8rhX6MY3kM/TlDz1VFueFI/AAAAAAAABUQ/6jeaI05Q2Wo/s1600/24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J8rhX6MY3kM/TlDz1VFueFI/AAAAAAAABUQ/6jeaI05Q2Wo/s320/24.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643278430615009362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally Christine and my cousin, Melvin started looking up to the skies in search of UFOs and I started to worship the God of Alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7EnbFilkaVk/TlD0DlVM2nI/AAAAAAAABUY/0PwQK-0-SO0/s1600/21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7EnbFilkaVk/TlD0DlVM2nI/AAAAAAAABUY/0PwQK-0-SO0/s320/21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643278675493050994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cCz-dicsyNg/TlD0DmF2ETI/AAAAAAAABUg/sxBmBUKzY7Q/s1600/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cCz-dicsyNg/TlD0DmF2ETI/AAAAAAAABUg/sxBmBUKzY7Q/s320/11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643278675697078578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I remembered puking a lot and asking my brother, "since when you drove a BMW?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All because of these little innocent looking dices...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L12RvLljKhI/TlD1T86DkgI/AAAAAAAABUo/gmEjBlcXZEY/s1600/DSCN1566.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L12RvLljKhI/TlD1T86DkgI/AAAAAAAABUo/gmEjBlcXZEY/s320/DSCN1566.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643280056211182082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-6272351780093722923?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/6272351780093722923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=6272351780093722923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/6272351780093722923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/6272351780093722923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2011/08/2130.html' title='21+30'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R53Ew7NPc-c/TlDwD2nEG8I/AAAAAAAABSo/_cycChviPU0/s72-c/12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-1940523301788489501</id><published>2011-08-05T17:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T17:09:51.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change is good!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey! As you can see there is a new layout as well as a new name!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The name was being inspired by 30 Seconds To Mars - Search &amp;amp; Destroy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like this line! Plus, they are my current obsession. Can't seem to shake of the invasion from Mars. I don't think I want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-1940523301788489501?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/1940523301788489501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=1940523301788489501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/1940523301788489501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/1940523301788489501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2011/08/change-is-good.html' title='Change is good!'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-283860750695718037</id><published>2011-08-01T20:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T20:27:52.246+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Being Malaysian</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Admit it. We Malaysian abso-fucking-lutely LOVE our food. I think if we could get married with food most of us will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the privilege of staying where there is a Bazaar Ramadan literally just round the corner. It not the "round the corner" crap you tell people when you are like the other side of town rushing to meet them. It honestly is just less than a 5 mins walk there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not gonna post pictures because this stupid post will end up being posted at god knows what time of the day on Facebook and I have the consideration of not making my friends who are fasting hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, I'm already talking about food. I shall take some nice pictures the next time around. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had one of my favourite Nasi Briyani for the first day. Price went up but still tastes as awesome as I remembered it to be. One packet ayam is enough for RM9.50 is enough to feed all three of us. We did have some Ikan Bakar and Nasi Lemak as well. All of them cost less than RM20! Damn, I love Bazaars! Cheap and yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I can't seem to find them Cekodok this year. I love those fried banana balls! D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-283860750695718037?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/283860750695718037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=283860750695718037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/283860750695718037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/283860750695718037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2011/08/being-malaysian.html' title='Being Malaysian'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-9166113758716392648</id><published>2011-07-31T11:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T11:35:40.866+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beer'/><title type='text'>Cheers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Some stuff about beer are just too fun to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read &lt;a href="http://sh.udm.ru/humor/beer.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-9166113758716392648?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/9166113758716392648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=9166113758716392648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/9166113758716392648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/9166113758716392648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2011/07/cheers.html' title='Cheers!'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-3416292381489653953</id><published>2011-07-30T18:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T18:52:54.461+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><title type='text'>White shores</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was never a fan of the sun but who in the whole world can resist a lovely white sandy beach with clear blue waters?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how I've missed the sound of the waves crashing, wiping away all the footprints on the sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you just wish you live by the beach? Wouldn't it be nice to be at walking distance from the beach?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, I just wanna sink my feet into the sand. I wanna smell the sea. Heck, I even wanna run away from crabs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sucks staying at home. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-3416292381489653953?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/3416292381489653953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=3416292381489653953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/3416292381489653953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/3416292381489653953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2011/07/white-shores.html' title='White shores'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-867412718532576684</id><published>2011-07-25T02:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T02:49:07.030+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MTV World Stage Live in Malaysia'/><title type='text'>Epic of Epicness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is why I would endure hours in the sun standing without water and the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MTV WORLD STAGE 2011 was the BEST Concert I've ever gone to hands down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 Seconds to Mars with the oh-so-gorgeous Jared Leto. Just got the adrenaline going after all the tiredness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyler from Neon Trees ran past me (yes, I touched him :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a picture with VJ Utt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else can go better? Oh wait, perhaps if I had gotten my ass on that stage! No regrets though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would definitely go for Neon Trees and 30 Seconds to Mars' concerts here, if they ever do come back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I need the feeling of my legs back, thank you very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-867412718532576684?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/867412718532576684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=867412718532576684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/867412718532576684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/867412718532576684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2011/07/epic-of-epicness.html' title='Epic of Epicness'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-4530310588250074279</id><published>2011-07-21T10:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T11:05:10.799+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creepy'/><title type='text'>Creepy 101</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now here's a story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sleeping in my room last night. Obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the flu and so I can't turn on the aircond or else my nose will get all clogged up and I'll suffocate in my sleep and die. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANYWAY, I ended up sleeping on the floor right where the fan is because it was fucking hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I forgot to lock my room door last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was stirring around on the floor because it was really uncomfortable. I opened my eyes and saw my room door opened and a shadow standing at the doorway. You know, like how your room is all dark then the hall upstairs has the lights on and you can only see the shadow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck. My mom gave me a heart attack man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND a few hours before that she was adjusting the mat outside my room! I can hear the sound of the mat moving against the floor and honestly, it sounded like someone was digging a hole with a shovel outside. I got super paranoid at first because I didn't know it was the mat making the sound. Then I got up saw the mat magically moving from the slit under the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never really found out that it was my mom? Its just better thinking that its her instead of something else.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my life just got a few years shorter from the horror. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-4530310588250074279?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/4530310588250074279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=4530310588250074279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/4530310588250074279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/4530310588250074279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2011/07/creepy-101.html' title='Creepy 101'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-4545598944069027415</id><published>2011-07-20T19:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T19:30:55.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 People, 1 Tiramisu?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today's mission : Bake a Tiramisu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we were all being very housewife-y today and decided to bake Tiramisu. So we all crashed at Kimmy's with all the ingredients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Epic moments was when we asked Kim for the sift to sift the flour. A normal person would expect to see the big sift? This was what Kim brought out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bkWoYuek4RA/Tia7hBYV9eI/AAAAAAAABRY/MkBQp_zRs7E/s1600/sifts.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bkWoYuek4RA/Tia7hBYV9eI/AAAAAAAABRY/MkBQp_zRs7E/s320/sifts.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631394560053999074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kopi-O sifts! Gosh. It was so funny. But we managed to make do with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN, we needed a spatula to fold in the eggs and this was what Kim gave us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O0zCSCS2r5w/Tia7p62W4CI/AAAAAAAABRg/yqF0zCxG2Z8/s1600/spatula.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O0zCSCS2r5w/Tia7p62W4CI/AAAAAAAABRg/yqF0zCxG2Z8/s320/spatula.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631394712919662626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody epic moment. Somehow the mixture became like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vIWnhJjpO8c/Tia73ICpASI/AAAAAAAABRo/XdiBVz6DyYo/s1600/tiramisu.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vIWnhJjpO8c/Tia73ICpASI/AAAAAAAABRo/XdiBVz6DyYo/s320/tiramisu.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631394939799142690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like Mapoh Tau Fu. No idea how it tastes though. I had to leave before it was hardened. Apparently it ain't that bad.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So mission accomplished?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for it to be done, we decided to stalk people on Facebook. So, the true purpose of Facebook is to stalk people. Who would have guessed. Gossiping and baking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, we are turning into some Desperate Housewives. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-4545598944069027415?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/4545598944069027415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=4545598944069027415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/4545598944069027415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/4545598944069027415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2011/07/6-people-1-tiramisu.html' title='6 People, 1 Tiramisu?'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bkWoYuek4RA/Tia7hBYV9eI/AAAAAAAABRY/MkBQp_zRs7E/s72-c/sifts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-1937272048738226842</id><published>2011-07-19T15:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T16:06:26.281+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Anything chocolate is good</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I just made one of these!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4qAMKmROZ-c/TiU2o2piwuI/AAAAAAAABRQ/wEAHd4722I8/s1600/mug%2Bcake.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4qAMKmROZ-c/TiU2o2piwuI/AAAAAAAABRQ/wEAHd4722I8/s320/mug%2Bcake.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630966984589099746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nutella Mug Cake. Nom nom nom~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and a cup of milk. Ah. Lovely~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-1937272048738226842?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/1937272048738226842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=1937272048738226842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/1937272048738226842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/1937272048738226842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2011/07/anything-chocolate-is-good.html' title='Anything chocolate is good'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4qAMKmROZ-c/TiU2o2piwuI/AAAAAAAABRQ/wEAHd4722I8/s72-c/mug%2Bcake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-5170400912709564051</id><published>2011-07-19T13:02:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T13:34:35.556+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MTV World Stage Live in Malaysia'/><title type='text'>Cut and Paste</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;For the next few days, all I will be doing at home will be cutting and pasting. My sister is getting married in November (in case you don't already know). So the little bag on the wedding dinner don't actually magically appear (who knew!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I'll be doing is just the "Thank You" tag that will be attached to the bag which will be holding the wedding favours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, it starts out as a huge piece of paper and I have to cut each one of it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oEtfbhyzuo8/TiUUQ3aJS1I/AAAAAAAABQw/m2EpKWBXflM/s1600/thank%2Byou%2Bcut.jpg" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oEtfbhyzuo8/TiUUQ3aJS1I/AAAAAAAABQw/m2EpKWBXflM/s320/thank%2Byou%2Bcut.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630929189080746834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Then I colour the borders of each of the tags with a black marker. Next, I stick these "Thank You"s at the other side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5FSGkwWjp4Y/TiUU4556VqI/AAAAAAAABQ4/D4IZQPUKJbk/s1600/clear%2BTQ.jpg" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5FSGkwWjp4Y/TiUU4556VqI/AAAAAAAABQ4/D4IZQPUKJbk/s320/clear%2BTQ.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630929876945622690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I will cut of the stems of these little flowers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qe8X3w8zolI/TiUTtrCGwsI/AAAAAAAABQo/crRl9eU9eJE/s1600/Flower.jpg" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qe8X3w8zolI/TiUTtrCGwsI/AAAAAAAABQo/crRl9eU9eJE/s320/Flower.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630928584463270594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and stick them onto the "Thank You". They come in two colours! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p8aKAmQGKI0/TiUU5McGCSI/AAAAAAAABRA/Nbs1G7I5peM/s1600/pink.jpg" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p8aKAmQGKI0/TiUU5McGCSI/AAAAAAAABRA/Nbs1G7I5peM/s320/pink.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630929881920833826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Pink with red outlines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nx_26OQfxtU/TiUVp-uY60I/AAAAAAAABRI/YavVaF9JEos/s1600/red.jpg" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nx_26OQfxtU/TiUVp-uY60I/AAAAAAAABRI/YavVaF9JEos/s320/red.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630930720053062466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Red with black outlines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;That's basically it but try doing 150 of them. Pretty ain't it? I don't really mind actually. I'm just sitting at the computer doing nothing anyway. Might as well do something while listening to Hitz trying to win meet and greets (Yes! I am not giving up!). I know that I don't stand a chance with 12 seconds. So I'm finding other means to get them doubt I will get them. I shall just go really early on Sunday and compensate with a good view of the stage. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's mission : Finish cutting the tags into smaller size and blacken the borders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-5170400912709564051?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/5170400912709564051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=5170400912709564051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/5170400912709564051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/5170400912709564051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2011/07/cut-and-paste.html' title='Cut and Paste'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oEtfbhyzuo8/TiUUQ3aJS1I/AAAAAAAABQw/m2EpKWBXflM/s72-c/thank%2Byou%2Bcut.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-2003157785308974522</id><published>2011-07-18T15:23:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T16:06:35.090+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='class'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MTV World Stage Live in Malaysia'/><title type='text'>Full time lazy ass.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yes! I am back to being a full time student and it is an awesome feeling! Being a part time student just gives you the unnecessary stress. Everyone in class is soooooo serious and are actually listening to the lecturer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full time is awesome. There are so many people in the class the lecturer can hardly see you! You can do whatever shit you want in class and still get away with it unless you start stripping in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The downside of being a full time student is that now I have to get up at 7am on Monday morning to be on time for 8am class which in a way isn't that bad. I would normally be still sleeping, waking up at 11-ish just in time for lunch. Now, class ends at 11am. So technically my day still starts at 11 something. No loss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have to wake up on Sunday morning being all happy and lively thinking I have the weekend and then get everything taken away when I remembered I have class at 3.30pm. Its nice being back to full time with innocent people who are not exposed to the ugly corporate world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, that's enough about class. Today's mission is to stare at the phone. Why? One might ask. Well, MTV was having a contest giving out meet 'n' greet passes for MTV Worldstage 2011 for 30 Seconds to Mars. The contest ended yesterday and so now I am waiting for my phone to ring hearing someone telling me, "CONGRATULATIONS! YOU'VE WON 2 MEET 'N' GREET PASSES TO SEE 30 SECONDS TO MARS!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck. I'm already starting to hallucinate, seeing myself walking down a red carpet with colourful confetti raining down on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*stares into space, waving at air*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I think I stand quite a good chance? But then again, I'm not having high hopes. 12 seconds 10/10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YsFAX2jnQ1Y/TiPmmzQpm4I/AAAAAAAABQg/hIU1pe36pG0/s1600/time.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YsFAX2jnQ1Y/TiPmmzQpm4I/AAAAAAAABQg/hIU1pe36pG0/s320/time.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630597513412713346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm just praying hard man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I know is that for the next 72 hours, my phone will NOT leave my side. Yes, even when I go for a shower, I'm bringing it in! I'll be bringing the charger along too! Just in case. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-2003157785308974522?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/2003157785308974522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=2003157785308974522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/2003157785308974522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/2003157785308974522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2011/07/full-time-lazy-ass.html' title='Full time lazy ass.'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YsFAX2jnQ1Y/TiPmmzQpm4I/AAAAAAAABQg/hIU1pe36pG0/s72-c/time.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-2573242512793885069</id><published>2011-07-17T10:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T11:07:42.877+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='class'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lies'/><title type='text'>Sunday school.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;My version of Sunday school ain't the one where you go and learn the stories in the bible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lectures on International Auditing Standards are what I have on everyone's lovely Sunday. I wake up feeling the weekend and then it hits me, "Shit, I've got class later."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should change back to my full time classes but then again, it is easier to change from full time to part time because the part time classes are emptier and the full time, well, more full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I have MTV WorldStage to go for next Sunday. Meaning I will have to skip 2 sessions which is a total of 6 hours of lecture. I really don't mind skipping but people in the part time classes are not very friendly in their own corporate world. I prefer the crazy people in the full time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today's mission! I shall go talk to my lecturer and tell him that it is more convenient for me to go for full time classes because my family wants to have a family time on Sunday and would prefer me to go to class during weekdays as well. I might also add on that I "actually" don't drive so my parents will have to purposely send me to college and back whereas normal days my dad can drop me off when he goes to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, my lies an excuses are so full proof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-2573242512793885069?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/2573242512793885069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=2573242512793885069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/2573242512793885069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/2573242512793885069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2011/07/sunday-school.html' title='Sunday school.'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-370733377191806757</id><published>2011-07-09T17:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T17:52:34.086+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MTV World Stage Live in Malaysia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jared Leto'/><title type='text'>Holy moly</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh my gosh! Meet 'n' Greet passes for this year's MTV World Stage Malaysia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would die to meet this gorgeous person and his band. Just look at him! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-od-3HcHy5bU/ThgkV9rrJ1I/AAAAAAAABQQ/jVlJ9THtCrw/s1600/tumblr_lnvsvuS6ze1qeo48a.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-od-3HcHy5bU/ThgkV9rrJ1I/AAAAAAAABQQ/jVlJ9THtCrw/s320/tumblr_lnvsvuS6ze1qeo48a.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627287694153033554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as usual, I don't have high hopes on getting the tickets. I never have the luck for things like that. The more I want it, the lower the chance I'll get it. Life sucks in that way. Imagine how crushed I would be when the contest is over and I don't get the call from MTV. I think I'll actually go through depression!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder where will they be staying.....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my gawd! I can't stop staring at the picture. Its all Jia Huey's fault for posting it on my Facebook. I'm like sad... D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-370733377191806757?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/370733377191806757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=370733377191806757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/370733377191806757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/370733377191806757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2011/07/holy-moly.html' title='Holy moly'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-od-3HcHy5bU/ThgkV9rrJ1I/AAAAAAAABQQ/jVlJ9THtCrw/s72-c/tumblr_lnvsvuS6ze1qeo48a.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-5639927957003887581</id><published>2011-06-19T20:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T16:05:59.380+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Crap that makes life fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;As usual, it is once again the time after the exams when everything that I have planned before the exam never, I repeat, NEVER, takes place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, there is no difference to this semester. Here I am lazing my ass around at home, rotting and morphing into a potato on the couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither am I looking forward to working! Its like, there goes my freedom for the next 3 years! A bit sad ain't it? Since I am not even 21 and I'll be sucked into the jungle of working life. No wonder the shop was named Forever 21. Who doesn't want to stay 21 forever? I would! Oh damn I wish beer was a fountain of youth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't it be nice to be able to wake up for lunch? Seems like I've been doing just that lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap. I need a life! Though I do need a lot of other things. I need a bigger closet. I need a car. I need money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone care to donate? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-5639927957003887581?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/5639927957003887581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=5639927957003887581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/5639927957003887581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/5639927957003887581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2011/06/crap-that-makes-life-fun.html' title='Crap that makes life fun!'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-1996945796082266910</id><published>2011-06-13T20:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T20:31:02.766+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MTV World Stage Live in Malaysia'/><title type='text'>MTV World Stage 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yes! Its back and I'm back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got my hands on those delicious tickets! Just need to share it to the world man! Such an awesome feeling. Its the first time I won tickets! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VwPyJjaWcEA/TfYB5d60YdI/AAAAAAAABQI/ZsvOMgadUwY/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VwPyJjaWcEA/TfYB5d60YdI/AAAAAAAABQI/ZsvOMgadUwY/s320/untitled.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617679671986774482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am like reluctant to refresh the page because it just looks so damn sexy! I can literally see Jared Leto's face popping up occasionally... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-1996945796082266910?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/1996945796082266910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=1996945796082266910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/1996945796082266910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/1996945796082266910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2011/06/mtv-world-stage-2011.html' title='MTV World Stage 2011'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VwPyJjaWcEA/TfYB5d60YdI/AAAAAAAABQI/ZsvOMgadUwY/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-7463697533444342238</id><published>2011-05-29T18:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T18:57:09.538+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exam chills'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obu'/><title type='text'>How you doing?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Once again, I am blogging when it is time for exams. But first...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the unnecessary stress and frustration, countless numbers of alteration, crazy last minute research, mind fucking referencing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1q_uRQ3aWTA/TeIlKLTm75I/AAAAAAAABP8/jWO5CreloQw/s1600/New%2BImage.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1q_uRQ3aWTA/TeIlKLTm75I/AAAAAAAABP8/jWO5CreloQw/s320/New%2BImage.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612088942421012370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell yeah! My completed OBU thesis. This baby looks soooo awesome on the outside but total crap on the inside. I live by the saying "Good crapping skills takes you a long way". Hopefully that is true because I do not want to go through the process of resubmitting and that will cost me an additional five hundred bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I don't know what to do with it? Its nicely done with hard cover and all but, come on, who in the world is gonna read it? No, wait, the person assessing it has to. Ok, other than him/her, who else would even bother? I feel as though as all my hard work is just for a piece of paper written BSc (Honours) in Applied Accounting, my name and someone's fancy signature and stamp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait a minute, that was why i did it in the first place. Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, time for some exam rants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, its that time again when I regret not studying the entire semester and trying desperately to cram in some last minute P5 things into my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I'm rather relaxed this time. The panic attack has not struck yet. I'm still enjoying days of sleeping, hours of gaming and every minute of stoning. Privilege of taking one paper for an entire semester! Ngehehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, my friends, in about a weeks time, I'll be swearing and cursing and blaming the me writing this post now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-7463697533444342238?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/7463697533444342238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=7463697533444342238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/7463697533444342238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/7463697533444342238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2011/05/how-you-doing.html' title='How you doing?'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1q_uRQ3aWTA/TeIlKLTm75I/AAAAAAAABP8/jWO5CreloQw/s72-c/New%2BImage.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-6364744946277169551</id><published>2011-04-29T22:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T22:54:05.551+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thesis'/><title type='text'>Procrastination and celebration</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have finally decided to get my ass started on my SLS, which stands for Self Learning Skills for those who are wondering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is part of my thesis and if I fail this part, regardless my thesis being damn bloody good, I still will not be able to get my degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sucks right? I know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it is kinda just 2000 words of "self reflection". Damn, that's something I am awesomely good crapping about. Me! Writing about me! The vain pot. The modern Narcissus. The irony in using Narcissus as a reference is that I AM suppose to be self reflecting. So am I going to die reading my own reflection?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I do get this degree, it proves that you can absolutely lie your way into getting one. Come on, honestly the only research I did was using another thesis as a reference and creating my own words out of it. I did use different books, online links and perhaps some extra stuff that was included in mine though. But I did it in 3 days! People take months researching. All I did was pull out random books from the library shelf and made it relevant to my thesis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap, now I do hope I get this degree, even if I did it half-heartedly. It would be nice to include a Bachelors Degree to my portfolio. Right, right? A pretty degree. I should totally hang it up on my wall as a tribute to all my lying and cheating unknown friends out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I totally sounded like some bitch boasting. Bet some of you think that I don't deserve that degree on my wall right? Well, try being studying the final papers in ACCA. That's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : Totally LOVED Kate Middleton's wedding dress. Simple, elegant, beautiful. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-6364744946277169551?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/6364744946277169551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=6364744946277169551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/6364744946277169551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/6364744946277169551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2011/04/procrastination-and-celebration.html' title='Procrastination and celebration'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-1005558420523948115</id><published>2011-04-11T20:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T20:28:28.722+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crap'/><title type='text'>Post Internship Syndrome Sucks (PISS)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Damn. All I'm doing at home now is rotting in front of the computer everyday and not finishing up my OBU when I actually have soooo much time to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all this sitting down and doing abso-fucking-lutely nothing, I have gained like a few kilos! A FEW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit. Even with all my kickboxing ain't helping. I think I need to start going swimming again. Or just not stay home doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more beers, no more candies, no more chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More water, more exercise, more going out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, going out. When you go out, you have more fun and thus you eat less crap. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-1005558420523948115?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/1005558420523948115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=1005558420523948115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/1005558420523948115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/1005558420523948115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2011/04/post-internship-syndrome-sucks-piss.html' title='Post Internship Syndrome Sucks (PISS)'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-241077148176701589</id><published>2011-03-24T09:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T10:10:40.086+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>3 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I'll have to enjoy between the end of my internship (which is next Thursday, oh yea~) and beginning of my 3 years of torture in an auditing firm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Time for all the partying man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. First up will be going to Kim's place to kill some zombies. Laugh our crazy asses off some of the weird stuff we do. Eating junk. Getting high on absolutely anything and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Of course there will be nights where I'll be out for a nice refreshing beer or maybe just a mamak stall for yam cha sessions with whoever that is free and will give me a buzz. *hint**hint*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Being an absolute couch potato! Lie on the sofa watching DVDs over and over again with a huge bag of potato chips. Thus, the phrase couch potato. Obviously, to prevent myself from actually turning into a potato, I'll be going for my usual kickboxing classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Catch a theather show! I have know Ines for so long and I've never seen any of her shows. Such a horrible friend. For once her shows will not be clashing with my stupid internal tests. I'll be off to Lot 10 one of these days to catch Madu II.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Shopping! Like obviously?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Part time job. Yes, looking for part time jobs. Preferably for events, promoters, usherers, whatever man! Those 3-day jobs. Hard to find those though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Banana leaf rice at Bangsar. I've been dying to go back there! Jom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember what else I want to do during the 3 months but damn I want toenjoy this one this time. I realise that every time I make a list, I end up not doing even half of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time I'm sure that I'll be crossing at least 4 of them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't this an odd time for me to be blogging? Why, yes indeed it is! I a currently in the office but my boss has no wor for me and she is rushing her work that she doesn't even have the time to stop and think for work for me to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid MSN ain't working either. So I'm practically bored out of my mind. Entertaining myself with oddee (kudos to zhi for the site).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-241077148176701589?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/241077148176701589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=241077148176701589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/241077148176701589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/241077148176701589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2011/03/3-months.html' title='3 months'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-2751302201527713554</id><published>2011-03-13T16:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T16:26:46.260+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesome days'/><title type='text'>Knock out</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;For the last 3 months I haven't had the chance to sleep in at all. I wake up at about 9-ish most of the time to the sound of my mom knocking on the door asking me to get up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I woke up and realised that it was close to 11am. Daaaaaamn! It was the besting thing ever! I miss those college days where classes were in the afternoon and I can actually sleep in the entire morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That never happens any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, I'll be ending my internship soon. Probably will be taking 2 months off of work. Then I'll be enjoying, killing some zombies at kimmy's, boozing out at zhi and yam cha-ing with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't seen these people in ages! Those were awesome days wasn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-2751302201527713554?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/2751302201527713554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=2751302201527713554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/2751302201527713554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/2751302201527713554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2011/03/knock-out.html' title='Knock out'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-2733870810442375305</id><published>2011-02-28T08:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T09:09:50.620+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Turkey in demand!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am finding it awfully weird that Malaysia, the place where food is everywhere and anytime, does not have cooked turkey anywhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been looking for turkey to eat for some time now and the only time they serve it is during Thanksgiving. That's AGES away! I want it now! Turkey ham is not acceptable as it still tastes like pork ham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, that soft juicy slice of meat ripping of that huge turkey leg covered with gravy that floods the plate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was having fun making everyone else crave for turkey last night. Spamming them with pictures, describing the awesomeness of turkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone knows where to find yummy turkey to eat please tell me? OR if anyone is cooking turkey at home, please invite me! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I have lasted 2 months interning at KPMG. I have exactly 24 more days to endure including today. March does not have any holidays but I'll be taking leave for 1 day somewhere at the end of the month because I'm going to Redang..... with my dad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kinda spoils it but I really want to go there! I've never been there and besides, going with my dad means that I don't have to pay for anything. It wouldn't be THAT fun though. Atnight I'll be stuck in the room doing nothing. Why? Because my dad sleeps freaking early and I doubt he'll let me wander around alone at night in an unknown place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I am looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TURKEY! RAWR~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-2733870810442375305?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/2733870810442375305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=2733870810442375305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/2733870810442375305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/2733870810442375305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2011/02/turkey-in-demand.html' title='Turkey in demand!'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-8300589741955569494</id><published>2011-02-18T18:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T18:53:49.097+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Random shit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;I actually really miss writting about random shit in my head. My posts are all complains! Where am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bitches, I'm back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking cold here at Starbucks. Its freezing! I actually left work at 5.30pm. Waiting for my sister to come pick me up from One U. I rather pay RM10 to get a drink and abuse the free internet access at Starbucks than to stay in the office and be productive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wait, I was never productive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the flow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously its freaking cold here. Its like I've been soaked in a bucket of iced water and then I stood under the aircond. I can't feel my fingers! What the hell. So this is their way of making sure noone stays here too long eh? Freeze their fingers off so that they can't type shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, its kinda working. Drinking a cold drink ain't helping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before this I was sent on a mission. Buy groceries at Jusco. I was there happily taking things from the shelves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I realised something..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left RM4 in my purse....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, I had to put the basket of my picked out stuff somewhere near the counter, run to the nearest ATM, waste one buck on the MEPS, withdraw money, go back, find the basket (which I forgot where I had placed it) and line up to pay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EPIC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A kid walked in and saw me using the laptop and he was like "Dad! I should have brought my computer here to play games!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like weeert??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kid's like 6 or 7! Then he slipped on a wet floor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn I'm mean..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-8300589741955569494?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/8300589741955569494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=8300589741955569494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/8300589741955569494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/8300589741955569494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2011/02/random-shit.html' title='Random shit'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-7277548334037202901</id><published>2011-02-17T16:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T16:54:29.276+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>The Game of Survival</title><content type='html'>Working life....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I absolutely LOATH it. I think its just my job man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Survival tips for interns..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. MP3/iPod. They are the only thing that will keep you sane in the office. Occasional headbanging would just look normal in the office as everyone ACTUALLY wants to hit their heads on the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Ability to lie. Absolutely crucial in your survival. Interns get thrown all kind of work. You need the skills to pretend to be doing work. Open an excel, put on a serious face and type away on the office communicator or, like me, write a post! Occasionally look a bit lost and you'll be fine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Constant vigilance! Got that from Harry Potter but its true! You don't want some manager or strict senior coming to you and catching you doing something else other than work! Ain't cool! You'll just get a nice lecture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Ability to space out/pretend to be listening. When you DO get a lecture, space out and pretend to absolutely understand what the manager or senior is trying to tell you but in fact you are thinking about what to have for lunch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Creativity. This is to come up with all kinds of excuses to go home early/take emergency leave/have long lunch. Example, "Its Chap Goh Meh! I have to go home early because there is a family dinner" or "I've got a family emergency. Grandpa admitted to the hospital" (both my grandfathers are dead by the way) or "The food came late"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This, ladies and gentlemen, is the survival in KPMG...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-7277548334037202901?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/7277548334037202901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=7277548334037202901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/7277548334037202901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/7277548334037202901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2011/02/game-of-survival.html' title='The Game of Survival'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-3021637963424414393</id><published>2011-02-13T16:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T17:14:31.802+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Glued my ass to the chair</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Imagine if that really happened. Damn it'll be a painful process to remove...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I was suppose to get started on my OBU research. I have said it since 2 weeks and it has been just lying there and not progressing anywhere. I am soooooo screwed! I seriously need to get my mind to it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worse thing is that the laptop that I was doing the idiot project on belongs to the company. Now, the charger I think died. It wouldn't charge! Like oh my god. All my work is in that thing! I will seriously be devastated man! I'll quit my job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah probably not. Even if I abso-fucking-lutely hate it. Why in the name of me did I take up accounting? Dumbass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putting that aside, meeting up with some old friends for Chinese New Year dinner last night was a blast! We actually gathered the same way the previous Chinese New Year! Had organic vegetarian food which was yummy! Filled our tummies up with healthy and fibrous food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To balance out the healthy food we had, went to Dirty Nelly's, new place at DJ. If only they had that open when I was studying there. I think more students will be missing from class. I think I'll be one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wacked some beers, rum, cocktails. Nothing like hanging out with some good friends on a Saturday night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-3021637963424414393?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/3021637963424414393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=3021637963424414393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/3021637963424414393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/3021637963424414393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2011/02/glued-my-ass-to-chair.html' title='Glued my ass to the chair'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-824147655070330312</id><published>2011-02-07T20:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T20:29:10.797+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dilemma'/><title type='text'>Monday Blues~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sometimes I wonder whether the decisions I make are just compulsive thinking. Take me deciding to start work for example. My intention was to start earning cash and then go overseas and support myself in obtaining my MBA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that all seems like just a plan. Working ain't fun. I don't like my job! I don't get how someone can work with a job that they do not like. It's driving me crazy and I can't do anything because most jobs outside requires job experience of at least 1 year or 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its weird the things I set out to do. I change my mind so quick its like one minute I'm eating in a fancy restaurant and the next second I'm bungee jumping off a bridge. Okay, that didn't make any sense at all but you get my point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After only one month of working, I am rethinking the decisions that I've made. What in the world am I doing? This is not something I enjoy doing. I don't even know what I enjoy doing but I'm pretty sure what I'm doing now isn't it. I am a spoiled brat. Sad but I do admit it. I can't stand doing something that I don't like even if I need to do it in order to survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I enjoy? I love music! I love travelling! I love extreme sports!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't sing nor can I play musical instruments well enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have the cash to travel all over the world visiting places I've never seen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't make extreme sports a career...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what am I to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I have the answers, life would be soooo much easier...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-824147655070330312?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/824147655070330312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=824147655070330312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/824147655070330312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/824147655070330312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2011/02/monday-blues.html' title='Monday Blues~'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-8330562987422133405</id><published>2011-02-05T14:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T15:12:52.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Complaining is part of life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Once again, it is time for me to start complaining. I think its just human nature that we complain about almost everything and anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working is horrible! I miss my lectures, heck, I miss secondary school! All those days where classes are all we had to worry about and tests. Sleeping in class was no problem and it only lasts for half a day. Tuitions are kind of fun since friends are there and all. Work is nothing like that. I am given work that I a normal associate won't even need to do and I am only an intern. Come on! I am lost and confuse most of the time and a bunch of instructions are being poured all over you. I can barely remember 3 of them. I forget, I ask and the manager goes, "How many times I need to tell you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn't really scolded me but its just not a nice feeling. I am stuck in the office, doing stuff for PPD (which I found out stands of Professional Practice Department), following up everything that seniors left for the managers to do and I am not liking it at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sign up for this to get on a job! Go to a client's place and ACTUALLY audit them. Now, all I'm doing is sitting in the office, testing some software before it is launched for use. Hello? I am an ACCA student not some IT technician. I did not sign up being pain 800 bucks a month to test softwares and upload templates on to the KPMG webpage. They are sending people who are in their first year in uni (no offence) with no knowledge what-so-ever to audit clients and me (an ACCA finalist) to stay in the office doing IT stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of changing departments if it is possible. Intend to talk to the HR guy and see what can be done. If there is nothing then I'll just quit and get another job somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of the ranting, which I hope will not get seen by anyone in the office, Chinese New Year holidays were a relief. Its like a break from the shit-hole I'm in. Luck this year sucks. Food is obviously, awesome. I have been eating my heart out almost everyday! Finally tuning it down today. How can you resist bak kua???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-8330562987422133405?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/8330562987422133405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=8330562987422133405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/8330562987422133405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/8330562987422133405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2011/02/complaining-is-part-of-life.html' title='Complaining is part of life...'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-6232146725275975232</id><published>2011-01-27T14:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T14:28:32.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Working Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Well, well, well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been busy the last few weeks. Working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I can use this sentence. I am boreeeeed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am an intern in an audit firm at the peak period and I am so free I am blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am an audit intern but I am placed under a manager who is from PPD. I have no idea what that means. But its a different department. So I am technically not in the department I wanted to be in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helping my boss download stuff from the internet and its sooo slow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been in the office for the last 2 weeks. I am like stuck...... Freeeeezing my ass off testing audit programs and uploading stuff to the KPMG website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I guess I can say that I am the free-est intern.. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-6232146725275975232?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/6232146725275975232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=6232146725275975232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/6232146725275975232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/6232146725275975232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2011/01/working-days.html' title='Working Days'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-153135759611945418</id><published>2011-01-02T22:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T23:06:53.424+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job'/><title type='text'>Adulthood</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Christmas is over and so is the New Year. My holiday was fully utilised. I am currently very much broke and here comes the time to face adulthood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn. I'm kinda excited? I have no idea what to expect. I like meeting new people and being in a new environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, its work. Its suppose to be boring and lifeless. Sitting at a desk and waiting for the clock to show 5.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of work since ever. Damn its gonna be one hell of an experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, should I wear skirt or pants? A white shirt or grey? Oh my gosh there is so much choices being a girl. All a dude needs are long pants, long sleeve shirt and a tie. DONE! Girl, no wait, LADIES, have to choose between skirts, pants, button up short sleeve, button up long sleeve, a long sleeve blouse or a short sleeve blouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unnecessary stress.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-153135759611945418?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/153135759611945418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=153135759611945418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/153135759611945418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/153135759611945418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2011/01/adulthood.html' title='Adulthood'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-2513911012572217457</id><published>2010-12-24T11:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T11:46:18.959+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Jingly Bells and New Years</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Its Christmas tomorrow! As usual I don't celebrate it but the songs that they are playing at malls just puts you into the holiday spirit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New year resolutions! Well, first would actually be me resolving to actually fulfil my resolutions. That's important no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next! I shall not skip any tests next semester. I shall not spend so much money next year and save up to go on a holiday. I shall work my ass off and be a permanent staff at KPMG. I shall be a good girl and finally complete my OBU thesis and not defer it again. Finally, I shall be healthy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There! I wonder how many of them will I actually achieve next year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-2513911012572217457?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/2513911012572217457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=2513911012572217457' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/2513911012572217457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/2513911012572217457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2010/12/jingly-bells-and-new-years.html' title='Jingly Bells and New Years'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-2174371020765287254</id><published>2010-12-15T21:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T21:27:41.659+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday plans'/><title type='text'>Life!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm not even going to complain about my exam... Its just going to make me all sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally! Post-exam periods are here! Only two weeks of freedom and I am gonna fill it up with stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Finish Kickboxing classes.&lt;br /&gt;2. Go for free gym trial at True Fitness. Only one week though. Kedekut people. But I'll go swim everyday! XD&lt;br /&gt;3. Finish Okami and God of War 2.&lt;br /&gt;4. Catch up with friends. Especially those who are back from overseas.&lt;br /&gt;5. Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;6. Shopping.&lt;br /&gt;7. Brush up on my horrible attempt of teaching myself to play the guitar.&lt;br /&gt;8. Start panicking for my new job.&lt;br /&gt;9. Whine about having weekend classes.&lt;br /&gt;10. Hopefully something will come up for New Year's and I'll go for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have till the 3rd of January to enjoy. Seems like time is insufficient! Better get my ass to work and start with Number 3... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-2174371020765287254?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/2174371020765287254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=2174371020765287254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/2174371020765287254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/2174371020765287254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2010/12/life.html' title='Life!'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-9003597281539985399</id><published>2010-11-30T13:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T13:55:14.913+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='study'/><title type='text'>Facing the books</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yes I am facebook-ing while studying. It may sound impossible but it is more of mind over matter. Managed to facebook, blog, iTunes surfing AND making notes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually think that it is actually possible when you set your mind to actually do it. It just that we get carried away with all the more interesting stuff online. Just gotta learn to get your face back to the pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If that can be done, studying is no problemo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me? I have a super short attention span. I only can read like one sub section before my mind floats away to somewhere else. Eventually I do get back to the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MIND OVER MATTER!! and also some chocolate helps... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linkin Park is an awesome band to study with. Well any band that doesn't have some catchy tune will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom walked in the room with me blasting Linkin Park just now. All she had to say was, "How to study with all that noise??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BASICALLY, I am skipping all the parts where the lecturer told us to read it ourselves at home. He said it was still important. But the thing is that he knows that we will never read them. So if it IS really that important then he would have run through it in class right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally makes sense to me. So with working being cut down by a some parts, I'll be done in not time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-9003597281539985399?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/9003597281539985399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=9003597281539985399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/9003597281539985399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/9003597281539985399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2010/11/facing-books.html' title='Facing the books'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-2652881825851180192</id><published>2010-11-24T15:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T15:53:47.213+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job'/><title type='text'>KPGM??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yes, I've got into KPMG. Typed it right this time didn't I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, technically I only got the internship. Long story. Apparently I was suppose to apply for a permanent staff. Instead I applied for the internship. So I went to the interview and the guy told me that I was eligible to be a permanent hire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooo, my little stupidity kinda gave me a shortcut cause the dude who interviewed me was really friendly making the interview very casual and nothing scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to him, to be fair, I will be on an internship for 3 month only paid RM800 per month. It is something like a probation period. If I am performing well and picking up things fast enough they will directly transfer me to become a permanent staff. WITHOUT another interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome eh? Well, first 3 months pay will be very little compare to the RM 2000 that I can be earning as permanent staff. Nevertheless, I can afford to make more mistakes and not getting someone's face in mine. Being an intern I am assumed to have zero knowledge and as a permanent staff, they expect you to have some knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I am happy getting into KPMG.Gonna work my ass off next year in both my studies and work. Oh gosh, work..... There really goes my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-2652881825851180192?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/2652881825851180192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=2652881825851180192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/2652881825851180192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/2652881825851180192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2010/11/kpgm.html' title='KPGM??'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-3162887628614570623</id><published>2010-11-19T19:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T19:04:48.196+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job'/><title type='text'>Interview?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Will let ya'll know on Tues!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-3162887628614570623?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/3162887628614570623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=3162887628614570623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/3162887628614570623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/3162887628614570623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2010/11/interview.html' title='Interview?'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-9215579406835438633</id><published>2010-11-16T17:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T17:06:00.114+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job'/><title type='text'>The first for everything...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh my god. I came back today and checked my email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not expect it but I totally got shortlisted for an interview with KPMG. To those who are lost, they are one of the Big Four accounting firms in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally got the interview WITHOUT the help of Sunway's recommendation letter. Ok. Maybe a bit when I have them listed on my resume as my university. But everything else was totally me. Handed in my own resume etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck. Now I only got 3 days to get a proper attire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noooooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-9215579406835438633?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/9215579406835438633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=9215579406835438633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/9215579406835438633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/9215579406835438633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2010/11/first-for-everything.html' title='The first for everything...'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-5418875802786836747</id><published>2010-11-09T10:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T10:59:27.058+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fishy'/><title type='text'>Nox</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;That, my friends, is my fighting fish currently in my room. Well, initially I placed another 2 guppies in the fish bowl. This morning I woke up and the 2 other fishes are missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't find any dead bodies around the floor. Dude! I think my fish ate my fishes! Haha. I wasn't suppose to put other fishes with Nox anyway. I just refused to believe that the guppies will go missing and I have so many of them that they can be wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's put more in! &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-5418875802786836747?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/5418875802786836747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=5418875802786836747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/5418875802786836747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/5418875802786836747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2010/11/nox.html' title='Nox'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-7289832990912390777</id><published>2010-11-05T21:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T21:41:28.174+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><title type='text'>A change</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am a person who gets bored with stuff easily. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I got sick of the arrangement in my room. Decided to give it a little facelift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got rid of the sofa in my room since it was taking up much of the space of my small room. But now without the sofa its pretty empty. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I like half of my room and the other half is just unfinished. Its so empty I don't like it. Need to start filling it up with unnecessary things to take up space and collect dust and make my live more difficult when I am cleaning my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shifting stuff around today and I was cleaning the bathroom yesterday. Damn! I'm burning off calories like I'm on fire! Get it? Get it?? Nevermind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-7289832990912390777?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/7289832990912390777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=7289832990912390777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/7289832990912390777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/7289832990912390777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2010/11/change.html' title='A change'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-7194874510073068359</id><published>2010-10-30T12:35:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T13:44:26.704+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><title type='text'>The land down under - Melbourne</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We had a 9.30am flight via Jetstar to Melbourne. Travelling in Australia means half an hour to almost anywhere! Places are all so far away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so tired I practically slept through the entire flight. I closed my eyes and the next thing I know, we were landing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Melbourne, we crashed at my dad's friend's place in Chadstone. Rested for awhile and then we took a drive to Phillip Island. Driving along the highways was pretty! All you see is endless grasslands till the horizon. We didn't have much time left for the day. So we just stopped by anything that was on the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First stop was Warrook Farm. In Australia, EVERYTHING closes insanely early. We were there at about 3pm and they were already closing up but we managed to get in and saw some Wombats. They are like huge and fat hamsters! Fed some Kangaroos too! You are not said to have been to Australia if you did not see a Kangaroo. One little one named Nora Jane was following us from one end of the farm to the other. She was so cute I almost died. Even after we came out of the fencing she was following us on the other side... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TMuktQ3cNhI/AAAAAAAABOQ/QZ2dSSciEsg/s1600/Picture+322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TMuktQ3cNhI/AAAAAAAABOQ/QZ2dSSciEsg/s320/Picture+322.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533697664683357714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We hit the road once again till we came about a winery. It wasn't grape season so there wasn't much to see. Fortunately the winery we stopped at has an amazing background of the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally we arrived at Phillip Island. Went to see some Koalas. Another thing that cannot be missed in Australia. Couldn't touch the real one. So this was my substitute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TMuoudgPTkI/AAAAAAAABOY/dTLwVZ-EkjQ/s1600/Picture+369.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TMuoudgPTkI/AAAAAAAABOY/dTLwVZ-EkjQ/s320/Picture+369.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533702083302084162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Next was The Nobbies. Oh My God. The scenery there was breathtaking. The landscape was amazing! We were there around sunset. So it was just beautiful! Seagulls make their nest there. There were everywhere and I was so afraid that they would shit on me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TMupm9u0kyI/AAAAAAAABOg/c-wAh6o08Uo/s1600/Picture+408.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TMupm9u0kyI/AAAAAAAABOg/c-wAh6o08Uo/s320/Picture+408.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533703054025855778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;At last, the main attraction of Phillip Island. We were there early and so we sat and waited. It was freezing cold! Damn! We waited and waited till we saw little tuxedos coming up the shore. We saw them up close when they were entering their burrows too! Priceless experience. Wait actually it was about A$20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was a gruesome drive back to town. Looking out the window to the clear Australian sky you could see every single star in the universe. Its even prettier than Edward Cullen's sparkling body in the sun. Now THAT's priceless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were rather hungry on the journey back since we didn't have any dinner. At 10.30pm it was virtually IMPOSSIBLE to find food in Australia other than fast food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day. Sovereign Hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TMusJ3R88hI/AAAAAAAABOo/KmWKUulN0Fw/s1600/Picture+439.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TMusJ3R88hI/AAAAAAAABOo/KmWKUulN0Fw/s320/Picture+439.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533705852612833810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A place where gold was found. I'm not going to walk through everything but maybe just the most memorable thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TMusKcsNsLI/AAAAAAAABOw/g7o4QiazjdE/s1600/Picture+501.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TMusKcsNsLI/AAAAAAAABOw/g7o4QiazjdE/s320/Picture+501.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533705862655094962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Holding a 3kg solid gold bar worth A$135,000! Damn it was heavy. Apparently he was not allowed to let us hold the bar but my Uncle Sam bought a gold nugget from the store and talked his way to letting us take a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night we went to The Crown. Wandered around the casino. Seriously, what is with the casinos? Actually we wanted to walk around town at night but it was raining. Thus we got stuck indoors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following day in Australia we went to Dandenong to see some pretty birdies up close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TMus_hqgDqI/AAAAAAAABO4/rnah0h2XxfA/s1600/Picture+546.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TMus_hqgDqI/AAAAAAAABO4/rnah0h2XxfA/s320/Picture+546.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533706774523154082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;One of the sonofabitch bit me! It was like obviously painful. Another tried to steal my packet of seeds and ended up clawing my hand. Such nice souvenirs from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was in the morning and afternoon. In the evening, we took a train from Holmesglen all the way to Flinders where my mom was going to meet up with her friend and I was with Kah Mun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TMuverG-1rI/AAAAAAAABPI/zjg4hI7MT4Y/s1600/Picture+569.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TMuverG-1rI/AAAAAAAABPI/zjg4hI7MT4Y/s320/Picture+569.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533709508657731250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was so much fun hanging out with a friend there taking random pictures and walking all over town! Yes, walking. Try doing that in KL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Final travel was The Great Ocean Drive. It was a long drive so we only went halfway and stopped at Lorne. Scenery? SPECTACULAR. Endless view of the coastal lines. White sandy beaches and baby abalones. Unforgettable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TMuusBm6CtI/AAAAAAAABPA/1VCVl49t-O0/s1600/Picture+665.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TMuusBm6CtI/AAAAAAAABPA/1VCVl49t-O0/s320/Picture+665.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533708638523886290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night we went for dinner at Sofia. Food portion is bloody hell damn huge! Its like HUGE huge. Carbonara was like heaven on earth~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it for our trip. The final day was to Victoria Market getting some fridge magnets for my sister and we had some Mexican food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was the plane back to Malaysia. The plane ride was horrible! The weather was terrible and it caused a lot of movement and I was dying! I could still feel the movement of the plane when I was at home with my feet in the ground and my ass on the chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, it was an AWESOME journey. I had a blast and I can't wait to go back again. This time with a different bunch of peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-7194874510073068359?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/7194874510073068359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=7194874510073068359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/7194874510073068359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/7194874510073068359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2010/10/land-down-under-melbourne.html' title='The land down under - Melbourne'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TMuktQ3cNhI/AAAAAAAABOQ/QZ2dSSciEsg/s72-c/Picture+322.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-7024920645144438115</id><published>2010-10-30T11:40:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T14:54:11.197+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><title type='text'>The land down under - Sydney</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The title somehow made it sound wrong and I think I just made it sound wrong when I said it sounded wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left to KLIA on the 21st October 2010 at 6.30pm for a 10pm flight. Hoped onto MAS flight MH123 on our way to Sydney Australia for a wedding and holiday. It was a extremely uncomfortable 8 hour journey on the plane but when we were about 3 hours from our destination, I saw the sunrise on the plane...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TMuVridwX3I/AAAAAAAABNI/LwN2fAQLxNM/s1600/Picture+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TMuVridwX3I/AAAAAAAABNI/LwN2fAQLxNM/s320/Picture+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533681142373310322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was memorable since I haven't been on a plane in ages and seeing the night and day in the same sky was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived there in the morning about 9.30. Relatives from there picked us up from the airport and dropped us at our motel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After settling down, they came to pick us up for lunch (Chinese) and a rehearsal. Drove all the way to town and at the same time managed to visit Harbour Bridge, Sydney Opera House and the Royal Botanical Gardens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TMuXk4Rk86I/AAAAAAAABNQ/eLULQsH3jDM/s1600/Picture+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TMuXk4Rk86I/AAAAAAAABNQ/eLULQsH3jDM/s320/Picture+034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533683226991981474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After that we went to have dinner (Western) with the groom, Greg's family, the bride, Fiona and also a few of their friends. Of course us included as well. The food was scrumptious and HUGE! My mom's T-bone steak was as big as my face! I forgot to take pictures though....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day was a beautiful cloudless sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TMuXz8lJ5MI/AAAAAAAABNY/M-ymmAbN9tE/s1600/Picture+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TMuXz8lJ5MI/AAAAAAAABNY/M-ymmAbN9tE/s320/Picture+050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533683485845873858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We went to my relative's place for breakfast. Planned what to do for the day and decided to go to the place where Captain Cook discovered Australia. Oh, the house was actually under renovation. Managed to feast my eyes on some hot topless dudes... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scenery is priceless, Cape Solander I mean. It looks sooo much better in real life compared to pictures. We didn't do much there. Mostly just taking in the beautiful scenery and perfect weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TMuYw1FdnNI/AAAAAAAABNg/KSwCGXpOiUI/s1600/Picture+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TMuYw1FdnNI/AAAAAAAABNg/KSwCGXpOiUI/s320/Picture+079.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533684531805920466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wandered around the place the entire day visiting other points that pictures can be seen from Facebook. Duh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Towards the evening while waiting for dinner (Thai), we walked down the hill that my grandaunt's (I assume she is since she is my dad's aunt) house was at to a river. Another pretty place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TMuaW18I9NI/AAAAAAAABNo/oC-sN-pYf_c/s1600/Picture+152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TMuaW18I9NI/AAAAAAAABNo/oC-sN-pYf_c/s320/Picture+152.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533686284381910226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Next day would be The Day. The wedding of Fiona and Greg! I met many other relatives who I have absolutely no idea even existed! Like seriously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TMudYErHARI/AAAAAAAABNw/dnghUxQ4B98/s1600/Picture+167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TMudYErHARI/AAAAAAAABNw/dnghUxQ4B98/s320/Picture+167.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533689604051763474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The wedding car was a Vintage Rolls Royce. Fiona looked awesome that day. Apparently she looks like my sister, Jenny only prettier.. Nge nge nge..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reception was different. It was my first garden themed wedding and the weather was perfect. Not to sunny and not to cold since it rained in the morning. I'm too lazy to type out every single detail about the reception. So I'll just leave a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TMudYXimvAI/AAAAAAAABN4/jMjWfo-AY7s/s1600/Picture+209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TMudYXimvAI/AAAAAAAABN4/jMjWfo-AY7s/s320/Picture+209.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533689609116367874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dinner was at the other end of the botanical gardens. The place was huge! Thus, there was a train to take some of us there. I managed to get on it while others walked. While waiting to be seated, we were served with champagne and some finger food. Everyone caught up on lost time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pavilion was just the best place to have a wedding dinner. The setting is nice! Every table was themed a location that the couple travelled. Ours was Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TMuexL-XOkI/AAAAAAAABOA/YFZSPfISgLo/s1600/Picture+236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TMuexL-XOkI/AAAAAAAABOA/YFZSPfISgLo/s320/Picture+236.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533691135019924034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;They have this photo booth that allows you to take photo strips. It prints out 2 sets. One is pasted in am album for the couple and one for our own. I should have taken picture of that picture. I had all the champagne I want that night. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was our final day in Sydney. We wanted to go to Blue Mountains but the weather was just not right. It rained. So we hit the city and walked around buying fridge magnets for my sister. Before that, we went to have lunch! It was a famous place called Zilver which apparently serves one of the best dimsums. Damn it tasted like heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TMufrxyv_JI/AAAAAAAABOI/7Kvrdmp0K2o/s1600/Picture+263.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TMufrxyv_JI/AAAAAAAABOI/7Kvrdmp0K2o/s320/Picture+263.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533692141604174994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Walked and wandered around to the casino at Star City. Nothing much really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were invited to dinner at my Aunt Jesse's place (One of my newly discovered relative). Some family history lectures and fabulous food. Kudos to Aunt Jessie. Special thanks to Aunt Kim for the Salmon Sashimi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was it for Sydney. I think I will separate the posts. Its gonna be one hell of a journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-7024920645144438115?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/7024920645144438115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=7024920645144438115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/7024920645144438115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/7024920645144438115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2010/10/land-down-under-sydney.html' title='The land down under - Sydney'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TMuVridwX3I/AAAAAAAABNI/LwN2fAQLxNM/s72-c/Picture+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-6836235355885879557</id><published>2010-10-30T00:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T00:19:05.345+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>Floating in the clouds</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you haven't noticed I have been missing for 10 days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the land of kangaroos and koalas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got off the plane about 3 hours ago. The flight wasn't pleasant at all and I still can feel the turbulence even when my two feet are currently on the ground and my ass on the chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures and a crazy long elaborate post will be up tomorrow since I am still in the holiday mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, BED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-6836235355885879557?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/6836235355885879557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=6836235355885879557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/6836235355885879557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/6836235355885879557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2010/10/floating-in-clouds.html' title='Floating in the clouds'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-6909183285459972983</id><published>2010-10-14T01:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T01:28:59.703+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>My funny friends...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;This was what I stumbled upon at Jia Huey's blog....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="label user_1"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Kimmy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;                                                                                  Well, she's happy when there's alcohol. Or concerts. Or hot guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="label user_2" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;JH:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;                                                                                  Or alcohol at concerts by hot guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="label user_1" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Kimmy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;                                                                                  Come to think of it I have never seen her upset. Ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="label user_2" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;JH:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;                                                                                  Umm. Yeah, actually me neither. ... OMG IS SHE A ROBOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="label user_1" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Kimmy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;                                                                                  SHIT ANDROID. And she's learning [kickboxing]! She's gonna be an effin terminator.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="label user_2" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;JH:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;                                                                                  Oh hot damn, she wants to kill Sarah Connor!!!!! D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="label user_1" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Kimmy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;                                                                                  D8                                     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Makes me wonder what was said before this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something tells me I won't wanna know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was laughing my ass off when I read this though. Honoured....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-6909183285459972983?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/6909183285459972983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=6909183285459972983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/6909183285459972983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/6909183285459972983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-funny-friends.html' title='My funny friends...'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-5370562247079397056</id><published>2010-10-11T11:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T12:01:40.888+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'>Neghbourhood pricks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Neighbours in Malaysia are such a pain in the ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is currently on-going construction work at my house. That's why I've been complaining about the drillings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the place in front my house is being occupied with bricks and sand. So my mom now has to park her car at the next street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day as we were going out, we saw this on our car windscreen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TLKLK8tkn8I/AAAAAAAABNA/ph7mWJy-Vwc/s1600/Image050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TLKLK8tkn8I/AAAAAAAABNA/ph7mWJy-Vwc/s320/Image050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526632712949243842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;DUDE! Get your grammar right before you post a note on people's car! And HELLO? Do you even own the freaking roadside? I can park anywhere I want whenever I want! AND open your big blind eyes! Can't you see that there is also no place to park on our street??? You think you are the only one? Who ask you to own so many freaking cars??? HELLO??? Sell off your car THEN you'll have space to park. See? Problemo solved...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom will keep parking there and to save him some paper cost, my mom is nice enough to put the note back every time we get home and park the same place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Respect, mom... Respect...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-5370562247079397056?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/5370562247079397056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=5370562247079397056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/5370562247079397056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/5370562247079397056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2010/10/neghbourhood-pricks.html' title='Neghbourhood pricks'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TLKLK8tkn8I/AAAAAAAABNA/ph7mWJy-Vwc/s72-c/Image050.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-6712366428414532192</id><published>2010-10-11T07:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T07:36:30.850+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forgetfulness'/><title type='text'>Dumbass</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Its a Monday and usually I have class from 8am till 11am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up this morning thinking that it was like every other Monday morning that I dread. I reluctantly turned off my alarm and got my ass out of bed and into the toilet. As I was brushing my teeth, my mind was summarising the dream I had......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my dream, I was suppose to have class at 8am. I turned off my alarm and went back to sleep waking up at 9.47am. I really actually remember the exact numbers I saw on my phone's clock. I still didn't want to go for class but I got out of bed anyway. I was in the toilet brushing my teeth and heard someone talking outside the toilet saying that there is not class..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after this dream I had a weird dream(which is normal for me) of a human eating creature that I was apparently keeping as a pet and it takes a form of a human being. It started chowing down people in a competition that I was in... NEVERMIND...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to reality. I was brushing my teeth and my brain was remembering the dream I had. The freaky part is that I suddenly remembered that my lecturer did say that there was one Monday where we had no class. With toothpaste still in my mouth, I went to check my timetable and voila! No class. I made my mom double check because these are things that I don't like getting it wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am suppose to go back to bed now right? The sad thing is that the construction workers are coming at about 8am to break down the pillar at the porch. I have to open the doors for them and they will continue drilling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And THAT is the story of how awesome my memory is that it cost me 1 hour of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-6712366428414532192?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/6712366428414532192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=6712366428414532192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/6712366428414532192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/6712366428414532192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2010/10/dumbass.html' title='Dumbass'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-2395326194920843896</id><published>2010-10-10T23:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T23:19:38.046+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beer'/><title type='text'>B is for Beer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Its October and alcohol enthusiasts will know that there is a festival in Germany known as Octoberfest (Which I intend to go to one day).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Malaysia, most bars will be selling beer at a cheaper price! Ain't that a good thing! Yes, beer is indeed fattening but its alcohol and it helps improve blood circularisation! It taste good too. Should go for a chugging session with usual gang, eh Kimmy?? 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TLHYVjlzF7I/AAAAAAAABM4/2jjnOfG793I/s1600/beer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TLHYVjlzF7I/AAAAAAAABM4/2jjnOfG793I/s320/beer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526436082602940338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Read up boys!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I think I am going to die being single forever and have a lot of girls hunting me down. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-2395326194920843896?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/2395326194920843896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=2395326194920843896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/2395326194920843896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/2395326194920843896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2010/10/b-is-for-beer.html' title='B is for Beer'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TLHYVjlzF7I/AAAAAAAABM4/2jjnOfG793I/s72-c/beer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-7432876876895007824</id><published>2010-10-06T23:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T00:13:37.563+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exercise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Some rules are not meant to be broken</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Being the health freak that I am, I have diet rules. Not like I restrict what I eat to vegetables like rules for my meals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. No eating after 8pm&lt;br /&gt;2. No eating 2 hours before bed (If the above cannot be done)&lt;br /&gt;3. No napping after meals&lt;br /&gt;4. Strictly 3 meals a day (if I have class or get up early)&lt;br /&gt;5. Meals are at least 4 hours in between&lt;br /&gt;6. No sugar or milk in tea or coffee&lt;br /&gt;7. No snacks i.e Junk food (The time i had the mr potato at camp was my first potato chip in 7 months!)&lt;br /&gt;8. Eat lots of fruits (At least 2 servings a day)&lt;br /&gt;9. Drink at least 2 big bottles of water. So I guess its 3 litres?&lt;br /&gt;10. Go to bed slightly hungry, down half a bottle of water then bed. Wake up, finish the other half bottle of water...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 10 rules and I really follow them like as much as possible. But lately I have been breaking rule No.4. I've been eating a lot of crap in between meals! Tonight was worse!I broke all of them! Except No. 6 which I never break. I never put sugar or milk unless I order something from Starbucks or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today, tonight, I went to have supper! Like oh my GAWD! I was literally freezing in classroom 3.1 for the "special" (my ass) PT. Like teeth-clattering freezing! I got sooo hungry! I indulged myself in a huge EXTRA spicy bowl of noodles at Face to Face SS15. I am damn freaking full!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am feeling terribly guilty. Like very. I came back drank 3 cups of water and now a cup of green tea to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Help digestion&lt;br /&gt;2. Stay awake so that I don't break No.2 and No.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am gonna have as many cups of tea as it takes to stay up. Gosh I feel like I got fat instantly. The guilt is indescribable. Kickboxing tomorrow. Thank me for joining. But I should actually exercise even if I don't have kickboxing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-7432876876895007824?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/7432876876895007824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=7432876876895007824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/7432876876895007824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/7432876876895007824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2010/10/some-rules-are-not-meant-to-be-broken.html' title='Some rules are not meant to be broken'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-3493167334129286756</id><published>2010-10-01T15:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T15:47:36.925+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fuck exams'/><title type='text'>Ignorance is bliss</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I just found out from a friend that there might be a "special" test for those who scored really low for Progress Test 2 OR those who skipped Progress Test 1 and/or 2. This test is supposedly compulsory for these people. If we did not attend this "special" test we will get barred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really care about getting barred for the exam. Not like Sunway can do anything anyway. I have already paid for my paper. So whether they bar me or not I'm going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my friend told me that Mr. Teo will fly all the way to UK and defer our payment to the next sitting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like "What the fucking hell is wrong with these people??! Are they that lifeless??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am bloody pissed off. Why? Because we are the bloody people who paid for the paper and without us Sunway-fucking-TES will not even exist...! You just bar students to save your sorry asses from us potential failures for bringing down the pass rate in Sunway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait till I pass the bloody paper. IN YOUR FACE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now since the admin DID NOT notify me about the test, I am just going to pretend that I have no idea about it. I am mostly never in college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if I do go for the test, I am still going to fail it. How in the world am I suppose to study a whole semester of things within 4 days? COME ON!!! Its so bloody last minute! At least tell us a month beforehand THEN I won't be so pissed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I didn't receive any notification whatsoever, I am going to assume that I don't have to take the test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-3493167334129286756?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/3493167334129286756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=3493167334129286756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/3493167334129286756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/3493167334129286756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2010/10/ignorance-is-bliss.html' title='Ignorance is bliss'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-170375032422419505</id><published>2010-09-27T15:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T15:17:44.039+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my chemical romance'/><title type='text'>FanGirl</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yes! I have indeed venture into the fan girl world since I found out that My Chemical Romance's new single can be found online! I totally downloaded and I am bloody loving the song man! I can't hide the big fat smile appearing on my face when the file finished downloading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pKK3GzMbcFU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pKK3GzMbcFU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally love the song man! So looking forward for the entire album to be released in November. The song is now going to be my phone ringtone and on permanent repeat for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! I am such a happy girl now! The song is like a freaking drug! Admit it. Its catchy! I can't &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;help but bob my head to the beat and sing along!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na&lt;/span&gt;~~~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-170375032422419505?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/170375032422419505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=170375032422419505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/170375032422419505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/170375032422419505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2010/09/fangirl.html' title='FanGirl'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-8971895497559910559</id><published>2010-09-25T21:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T21:22:19.214+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><title type='text'>A random day out..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I got a call at approximately 10.30am from Prabu asking me to go out. Since I was practically going to be doing nothing at home might as well go out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ended up at One Utama shopping. Saw a pretty dress at blook but its like RM139.00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, not worth it if I am not going to be wearing it often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randomly, we went to catch a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TJ326yrZW4I/AAAAAAAABMQ/3rOWjZGtVJU/s1600/legend_of_the_guardians_poster-535x791.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TJ326yrZW4I/AAAAAAAABMQ/3rOWjZGtVJU/s320/legend_of_the_guardians_poster-535x791.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520840208122731394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Legend of the Guardians : The Owls of Ga'Hoole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As expected from the director of Watchmen and 300, there are awesome fighting scenes with slow motion to capture the awesome graphics of the movie. But there is still something that did not make the movie like "OMG I WANNA WATCH IT AGAIN!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, it was an enjoyable movie. Since it was made for kids, there was a lack of blood in the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first movie I have seen in the cinema since Despicable Me. Gosh I love that movie. I am suppose to watch Resident Evil and Step Up 3. Shall make someone to go with me... Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-8971895497559910559?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/8971895497559910559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=8971895497559910559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/8971895497559910559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/8971895497559910559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2010/09/random-day-out.html' title='A random day out..'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TJ326yrZW4I/AAAAAAAABMQ/3rOWjZGtVJU/s72-c/legend_of_the_guardians_poster-535x791.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-5737832138023484533</id><published>2010-09-21T18:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T18:31:43.886+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art is war'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my chemical romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='danger days'/><title type='text'>Killjoy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Danger Days : The True Lives of the Fabulous Killjoys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Chemical Romance's new album!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for it to be out in stores!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="385" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/63lyA42Y6ug?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/63lyA42Y6ug?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="385" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-5737832138023484533?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/5737832138023484533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=5737832138023484533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/5737832138023484533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/5737832138023484533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2010/09/killjoy.html' title='Killjoy...'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-228353833143366148</id><published>2010-09-20T18:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T19:02:06.018+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camp'/><title type='text'>Justice Pao</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;ACCA Tribal Survival Camp 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One word sums it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWESOME...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine. The very first day we were separated into groups with random people that we don't know. We went up the truck quietly and the journey was silent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end we end up being friends and having a blast the entire time. Isn't it weird how things work? How simple games and activities bring close total strangers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The souvenirs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bruises, cuts, insect bites and a bunch of awesome new friends....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still feeling rather dead today. I was practically half asleep in class only highlighting the words that Mr.D asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was practically in my own world when we went out to celebrate Syin Looi's birthday today. So damn tired man! I got sunburnt horribly! My face is like freaking Justice Pao without the moon on his forehead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-228353833143366148?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/228353833143366148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=228353833143366148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/228353833143366148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/228353833143366148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2010/09/justice-pao.html' title='Justice Pao'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-6245495366746042716</id><published>2010-09-16T10:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T11:02:21.859+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cheap and awesome'/><title type='text'>Living a little more</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Finally I went out yesterday. Yup! Out of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Zhi and Yen at Zhi's college and discovered that Tony Romas is serving hot beverages for fucking 50 sens! Like oh my gawd!!! Went there and met up with Kimmy who abandon us.... D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had two cups myself and boy it was yummy. Rm1 and you get awesome service and cheap stuff! How often does that happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently it is going to stay that way. Now remember people, every weekdays, 3 till 6 pm. HOT BEVERAGES ONLY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-6245495366746042716?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/6245495366746042716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=6245495366746042716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/6245495366746042716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/6245495366746042716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2010/09/living-little-more.html' title='Living a little more'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-3026119804422426987</id><published>2010-09-13T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T23:47:28.759+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><title type='text'>Sparks of life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I absolutely need more excitement in life. I am rotting everyday in my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for camp on Friday... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-3026119804422426987?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/3026119804422426987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=3026119804422426987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/3026119804422426987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/3026119804422426987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2010/09/sparks-of-life.html' title='Sparks of life'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-2024443495577497519</id><published>2010-09-09T14:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T15:02:09.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clouds floating above</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gosh, I am bored out of my fucking mind! For the last few days I am rotting at home doing absolutely nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get out! But the problem is that I am so bloody broke because idiot me forgot to get my pay from my boss on Monday. I was rushing home and I forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH! Who can be that dumb to forget their pay???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. I'll just have to continue to rot at home till the 15th...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-2024443495577497519?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/2024443495577497519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=2024443495577497519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/2024443495577497519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/2024443495577497519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2010/09/clouds-floating-above.html' title='Clouds floating above'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-4140041875292143788</id><published>2010-08-30T14:34:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T15:28:20.405+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concerts'/><title type='text'>Concert bucket list</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm sure everyone will have some bands that they want to witness live before getting old...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;MUSE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/THtZaSDF-bI/AAAAAAAABKw/cTlyR23G9pI/s1600/muse300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/THtZaSDF-bI/AAAAAAAABKw/cTlyR23G9pI/s320/muse300.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511096877074217394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I totally regret missing this band back in 2007. Hopefully they'll come back to Malaysia! I'd kill to hear Matt Bellamy sing live on stage...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;AVENGED SEVENFOLD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/THtZalPJeRI/AAAAAAAABK4/_aLiI5jvPoU/s1600/avenged_sevenfold_bg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 315px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/THtZalPJeRI/AAAAAAAABK4/_aLiI5jvPoU/s320/avenged_sevenfold_bg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511096882225051922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hardcore but they are awesome! Great guitar! This is one that I am sure Yi Ming would 100% go with me the night before and stay over night to get in front of the stage...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;BON JOVI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/THtbMp_FRPI/AAAAAAAABLA/Nl3C1lcVstw/s1600/bon_jovi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/THtbMp_FRPI/AAAAAAAABLA/Nl3C1lcVstw/s320/bon_jovi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511098842004931826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jon Bon Jovi will never fail to get you jumping and headbanging to all the hits by the band. It will be an awesome concert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;GREEN DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/THtbNB2rk6I/AAAAAAAABLI/pt-ir9sl7iY/s1600/green-day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/THtbNB2rk6I/AAAAAAAABLI/pt-ir9sl7iY/s320/green-day.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511098848412144546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My favourite band of all time!! How can I possibly not include them in my list???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/THtbNc658TI/AAAAAAAABLQ/dEwOMgaa07g/s1600/1194981316_al-romance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/THtbNc658TI/AAAAAAAABLQ/dEwOMgaa07g/s320/1194981316_al-romance.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511098855677620530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ok. I've been to this one but I won't mind going for it another time. It was epic. EPIC!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;FALL OUT BOY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/THtbOcS18KI/AAAAAAAABLY/Ac6mwsu3Tes/s1600/01-fallout-boy-present-400a032207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/THtbOcS18KI/AAAAAAAABLY/Ac6mwsu3Tes/s320/01-fallout-boy-present-400a032207.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511098872689455266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Emo band &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but they are awesome! This one Jia Huey will definitely join me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;U2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/THtbO2JrK9I/AAAAAAAABLg/ir5JIdQTIKY/s1600/u211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 318px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/THtbO2JrK9I/AAAAAAAABLg/ir5JIdQTIKY/s320/u211.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511098879630322642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A band that noone, I repeat NOONE, should ever miss in their lifetime! Come on! Its U2!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;KASABIAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/THtbumgFP7I/AAAAAAAABLo/G9N6CBJ5XKo/s1600/Kasabian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/THtbumgFP7I/AAAAAAAABLo/G9N6CBJ5XKo/s320/Kasabian.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511099425185152946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another one that I have been but enjoyed! It was MTV World Stage but the crowd was leaving when they started performing. Therefore I want a concert by them and only them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;AGAINST ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/THtbvZgFHVI/AAAAAAAABL4/DtIUatKSSqw/s1600/Against%2BMe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/THtbvZgFHVI/AAAAAAAABL4/DtIUatKSSqw/s320/Against%2BMe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511099438875352402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop! Take some time to think, figure out what’s important to you~&lt;br /&gt;Yea, as the lyrics said. Must go!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;THE WHITE STRIPES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/THtbuzurWQI/AAAAAAAABLw/MxnKwzfaYVk/s1600/The.White.Stripes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/THtbuzurWQI/AAAAAAAABLw/MxnKwzfaYVk/s320/The.White.Stripes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511099428736030978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Female drummer, Meg White!! One of the best ever drummer! Come on!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;RED HOT CHILI PEPPERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/THtbvosvE8I/AAAAAAAABMA/btTMimJjSPw/s1600/red+hot+chili+peppers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/THtbvosvE8I/AAAAAAAABMA/btTMimJjSPw/s320/red+hot+chili+peppers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511099442954965954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the bands I grew up listening to... Another must!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK! I'll make sure I catch each and everyone of these acts even if I have to fly to the other side of the world and pay a lot of it! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-4140041875292143788?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/4140041875292143788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=4140041875292143788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/4140041875292143788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/4140041875292143788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2010/08/concert-bucket-list.html' title='Concert bucket list'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/THtZaSDF-bI/AAAAAAAABKw/cTlyR23G9pI/s72-c/muse300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-6556473942715818326</id><published>2010-08-26T01:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T01:11:12.497+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='test'/><title type='text'>Once you start skipping, you'll never go back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Once again I am ranting about having another test coming up and as usual, I did not noticed that it was next week till yesterday. Since I don't have sufficient time to fit all those vital information into my oh-so-very-small brain, I have decided (yes, you've guessed it) to skip it yet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just a feeling you get when you know you won't get caught and noone really gives a damn whether you go for the test. Its tempting. Like for example I were to say you can carry out any crime for a day without getting caught or penalised later on. Would you take the offer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELL YEAH I DEFINITELY WOULD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would be robbing banks! Or maybe try out some of my "awesome" stealth skills and be a hired killer?? Cool eh?? I have a feeling that I won't get caught or penalised BUT I might just get myself killed by accident...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should stop playing Hitman...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-6556473942715818326?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/6556473942715818326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=6556473942715818326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/6556473942715818326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/6556473942715818326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2010/08/once-you-start-skipping-youll-never-go.html' title='Once you start skipping, you&apos;ll never go back!'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-6159663672665459193</id><published>2010-08-23T14:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T14:54:52.752+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='results'/><title type='text'>The day of horror</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;One is that it is the 14th day of the 7th month in the Chinese calendar. Hungry ghost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two is that my results are out today! Awesomely I passed EVERYTHING!! The best was passing P2! It was a horrible paper and I didn't want to go through all that studying again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS OVER! I am officially in the Professional Level after passing my audit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F8 Audit and Assurance - 62&lt;br /&gt;P1 Professional Accountant - 57&lt;br /&gt;P2 Corporate Accounting - 54&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am basically happy with everything even if its not that high. So what? All I need is a pass! Getting high or low marks and all is not going to be shown on the certificate. Study so hard for what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P2 was such a relief... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-6159663672665459193?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/6159663672665459193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=6159663672665459193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/6159663672665459193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/6159663672665459193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-of-horror.html' title='The day of horror'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-2736184361199389246</id><published>2010-08-21T09:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T09:52:10.729+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kickboxing'/><title type='text'>Rise n shine!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am awake at 9am in the morning on a day where I have no class nor do I have to go to work. I am clearly &lt;strike&gt;getting old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; growing up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my previous post, I mentioned that I was going for a kickboxing trial class. IT WAS AWESOME!! I totally love it! It is a great and fun work out! After that day my daily workout seemed really boring to me and I haven't been doing them as regularly as I always have been. Therefore I have decided to join &lt;a href="http://www.tntkickboxing.com/latest/welcome-to-tnt-kickboxing.html"&gt;kickboxing classes&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christine will be going too! Since I don't have a car I will hve to tag along with her. She's taking the package that offers 2 classes a week in a month. It is RM160 but students are RM120... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of a car, I did go on some time ago about me finishing my ACCA abroad? Well, seems like that is not going to happen. I was dying to go and now I just have to find an alternative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was asking my mom once again for the permission to go and she said that with all the renovations that my dad wants to do to the front porch of the house, a lot of money will be used up and that if I want to go, I will have to stop studying, get a job and PAY MY OWN FEES and other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did calculated the cost and it was close to RM12k. How am I suppose to get that cash?? I'll be working forever! Okay, maybe not forever but for a really long time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was thinking maybe I'll stay here and ask my parents to get me a car? And since I don't want to be stressed out taking the final 2 papers, I will be working for my internship and studying part time instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get moolah! And my awesome friends that are here. As for the car, my mom say that she will only pay for the down payment and I will still have to pay for the installments. Mean parents I have. But maybe I can make them pay more for the down payment?? HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she did mention that if in future I were to do my Masters overseas, she will fully pay for the fees and stuff. Why? Because I can actually go to Australia for it. Or New Zealand. Currency is much cheaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounded like a fair deal right? I get a car most probably next semester in January IF I can find an internship. I don't really care what company I work with. So I guess shouldn't be that difficult to get a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See? Aren't I getting old? I think I will be first one among my high school friends to have a permanent job... D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-2736184361199389246?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/2736184361199389246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=2736184361199389246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/2736184361199389246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/2736184361199389246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2010/08/rise-n-shine.html' title='Rise n shine!'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-8625153550997748946</id><published>2010-08-16T17:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T17:27:48.135+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='computer'/><title type='text'>Missing in action?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yes I have been missing the last couple of days. I actually got Jia Huey thinking I died or something... haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was missing due to a few reasons. One, is that my psychotic computer is actually at the shop now. It kept on restarting itself till i got sick of it. But the computer guy said that it wasn't when its at the shop... Damn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another reason is that I was on a holiday in Penang! Without my parents! But with my sister and her friends... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was an awesome trip with lots of laughter and crazy acts. Didn't wanna leave on the last day. Penang is such a laid back place! But drivers there are idiots. Ate like shit for the past couple of days and now I need to detox! Too much good food in to little days! Good food = Unhealthy food...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS! I am officially 20 today. Kinda an ordinary day. Not like i celebrate my birthday anyway. Too much things to be done. Too lazy. But i do feel old... I am no longer a teen and I can no longer have an excuse to do stupid stuff... D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going for kickboxing class later... *jab**jab*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BURN ALL THE PENANG FOOD!!!!!! BURN!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and maybe look out for good looking dudes... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-8625153550997748946?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/8625153550997748946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=8625153550997748946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/8625153550997748946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/8625153550997748946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2010/08/missing-in-action.html' title='Missing in action?'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-8163105129423258140</id><published>2010-08-09T11:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T11:29:43.617+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Never ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh my god. Yesterday was literally hell on earth! Japanese Buffet at Saikaki did not turn out well at all. The food sucks and now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOOD POISONING!!! Jeng jeng jeng....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been hugging the toilet bowl the entire day yesterday and other than that I have been sleeping. What ever I ate just came back out looking different. Then had like fever. Idiot buffet. RM60 for food poisoning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up this morning and was suppose to go for class but I self-declared MC. I was too lazy to get out of bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally had SOME appetite to eat just now and manage to have a couple of mouths of plain porridge but I dont think its gonna stay in for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-8163105129423258140?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/8163105129423258140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=8163105129423258140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/8163105129423258140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/8163105129423258140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2010/08/never-ever.html' title='Never ever'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-3676638110505299803</id><published>2010-08-05T16:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T16:26:48.523+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Lifeless remarks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As some of you might have known or noticed, my all time favourite movie is The Dark Knight by Christopher Nolan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TFp1ZDp-pSI/AAAAAAAABJ0/f-YcemyYs2w/s1600/joker+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TFp1ZDp-pSI/AAAAAAAABJ0/f-YcemyYs2w/s320/joker+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501838968125039906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. THAT movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was bored today and I decided to rewatch it. As I was watching it for the god-knows-how-many-times, I couldn't help but notice the husky, rugged voice of Bruce Wayne when he is Batman. What the hell is that for? Is it because he was afraid that someone will recognise his actual voice or is it because his suit is too tight and it was choking him. Or maybe its cause his mask was cover his nose meaning he can't breath???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That voice makes him sound like he has been smoking too much cigarettes or maybe he's at the 4th stage of oesophageal cancer. A dark knight indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By watching the movie another time just makes me depressed. Heath Ledger is such an awesome villain. His awesome charming smile in 10 Things I Hate About You transformed into a psychotic wackjob with a permanently craved smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TFp1pYBUF5I/AAAAAAAABJ8/oEvq31jIcNQ/s1600/ten_things_i_hate_about_you_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TFp1pYBUF5I/AAAAAAAABJ8/oEvq31jIcNQ/s320/ten_things_i_hate_about_you_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501839248469530514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;God his good. And damn why sis he died. Such a waste. Such a waste indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-3676638110505299803?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/3676638110505299803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=3676638110505299803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/3676638110505299803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/3676638110505299803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2010/08/lifeless-remarks.html' title='Lifeless remarks'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TFp1ZDp-pSI/AAAAAAAABJ0/f-YcemyYs2w/s72-c/joker+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-5862463674325048858</id><published>2010-08-02T20:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T20:59:59.122+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laziness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='test'/><title type='text'>I'm a bad, bad girl...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;As an ACCA student at Sunway, we are always surrounded with books due to the excessive tests being carried out almost every freaking month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started out my first semester fearing these test but then it was really easy then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I started skipping the tests seeing that they are basically redundant and a waste of paper and ink. It also gives people like me unnecessary stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is proven that history repeats itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proven and tested by me, myself and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This prescription is suitable for anyone who has an extra lazy bone. Side effects may include guilty feeling, self punishment, being called by lecturer and in the worst case failing the finals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-5862463674325048858?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/5862463674325048858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=5862463674325048858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/5862463674325048858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/5862463674325048858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2010/08/im-bad-bad-girl.html' title='I&apos;m a bad, bad girl...'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-5484528892962838405</id><published>2010-07-29T20:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T20:51:53.431+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='study'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coffee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Decaf!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today I planned to start studying for my test which is on next Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I followed my dad out in the morning and he dropped me at college. I did some research stuff for my thesis. Gosh, I still don't know how to do it. I'll get serious about it on Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I was going to continue my studying plan at my usual place - Starbucks' quiet room. On the bus I met Pravena! She was going to watch Despicable Me. I haven't watched it nor am I planning to watch it till after my test but SOMEHOW I ended up watching it in 3D today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TFFzepaI4sI/AAAAAAAABJc/dgu9SZACWfw/s1600/Despicable-Me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 269px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TFFzepaI4sI/AAAAAAAABJc/dgu9SZACWfw/s320/Despicable-Me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499303590344843970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Damn it! Its soooooo freaking funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TFFze5qr0sI/AAAAAAAABJk/K_6VHedcg8Y/s1600/Despicable-Me-minions.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 170px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TFFze5qr0sI/AAAAAAAABJk/K_6VHedcg8Y/s320/Despicable-Me-minions.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499303594709209794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The minions' laughters are so bloody contagious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TFF3wrBwatI/AAAAAAAABJs/IrbGHbUpDe4/s1600/Despicable+Me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TFF3wrBwatI/AAAAAAAABJs/IrbGHbUpDe4/s320/Despicable+Me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499308298063604434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The kid is so cute! "It's so fluffy, I'm gonna die!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my gosh... It was hilarious! Totally worth my RM20 for 3D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I finally got my ass to the quiet room. I barely started doing anything and suddenly there was an invasion by this bunch of people. They came in a group of 12 and armed with techno-ish music and 6 laptops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking bitches and dickheads are so inconsiderate! They play music out loud and talking like everyone was having headphones on playing at the highest volume and they are trying to talk to each other....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after awhile they shut their pieholes. I was able to read some stuff. Then I got bored and decided to go spend some money. Bought myself a nice pair of bikini at Catchup for RM69.90 which I think is actually cheap considering the others I saw going over the hundreds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My so-called studying did not go on so well afterall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah! The title. Decaf. For the first time I tried decaffeinated coffee. It actually ain't that bad. It tastes like coffee BUT does not make me sleepy after drinking it! Yeah, it is proven that every time I have anything with caffeine I get really sleepy, even tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to satisfy my love for coffee, I will be having decaf! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-5484528892962838405?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/5484528892962838405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=5484528892962838405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/5484528892962838405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/5484528892962838405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2010/07/decaf.html' title='Decaf!'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TFFzepaI4sI/AAAAAAAABJc/dgu9SZACWfw/s72-c/Despicable-Me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-6621982320046498270</id><published>2010-07-21T23:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T23:56:28.818+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>There is evil in the air</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today is apparently my last day of work. I will be still going to work if my help is still needed in August. I somehow got bored of working even with cash being slapped into my face just like that. I kinda like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spend once again a day at the office doing not much stuff. They actually ran out of stuff for me to do! Yes, I am extremely efficient and I don't like sitting there and not doing anything. Feels as though time is being flushed down the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in some way glad that I don't have to work for the next few weeks. One is that I don't have to wake up early even when I don't have class. Two is that I can sleep late at night and that means I can go out. Still I need a driver. Damn I should drive more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had steamboat buffet for dinner. Or is it buffet steamboat? I think its steamboat buffet. Mentari Yuen. Celebrating Yan Por's early birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffets are evil sons of bitches! They give you this all-you-can-eat policy so that you will make sure you eat your money's worth. IT IS EVIL!!! It makes you overeat! Thus I feel horrible for eating so much! I feel as though as I grew sideways INSTANTLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually came home early even when I had the chance to stay out late tonight. SOMEONE needs to counter the evil in the air. Honestly, it just that my dad's outstation and my mom is alone at home. See? I am such an awesome daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reward of being a good child? I am sentenced to bored till death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-6621982320046498270?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/6621982320046498270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=6621982320046498270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/6621982320046498270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/6621982320046498270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2010/07/there-is-evil-in-air.html' title='There is evil in the air'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-7151830897802653621</id><published>2010-07-18T01:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T01:40:17.010+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sins'/><title type='text'>Sins! Be gone!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This irritating sin, Gluttony, has been with me for the past few days! I have been having heavy lunch at later-than-usual lunch times and then have dinner at normal times THEN biscuits as I sit in front of the computer chatting with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exercising has been going slow too! There! Another sin! Now Sloth has to go too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like seriously! Go away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great, now I sound like some insane psycho freak telling something intangible to go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From now on, less crappy food, more water and exercise! Or poor me will not look pretty in the lovely clothes with a big tummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, there's Pride... D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, I love Pride. Pride will always stay with a Lion... &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-7151830897802653621?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/7151830897802653621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=7151830897802653621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/7151830897802653621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/7151830897802653621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2010/07/sins-be-gone.html' title='Sins! Be gone!'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-6505596102504431041</id><published>2010-07-16T20:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T21:01:14.704+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='train'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>At Last...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today, I went out of the house with one thing to accomplish and one thing only....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... to watch Toy Story 3 in 3D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TEBVSRk3cEI/AAAAAAAABIc/ftUVEJ4EWCc/s1600/toy_story_three.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TEBVSRk3cEI/AAAAAAAABIc/ftUVEJ4EWCc/s320/toy_story_three.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494485317836042306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yes! Everyone has seen it except for Kimmy and I! That is sad right? I know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I was suppose to take the KTM from Subang Jaya then change to Platform 6 at KL Sentral in order to reach Mid Valley. It was the only place left that was showing Toy Story. I reached the Subang station at approximately 10.15am. I think I just fucking missed the train because I waited there for like fucking 35 minutes! The bloody movie starts at 11.30am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a chance for me to try out the Ladies' Coach that they introduced a couple of months ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, some guy DO NOT KNOW HOW TO READ!!!! Or they are just plain blind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The coach has cushioned seats! I enjoy the privileges of being a girl... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time I reached Sentral, it was like what, 11.05am? Saw Kimmy and Yen at the other platform. Had to ran the other side but end up waiting for the train till 11.30am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had fun laughing at dudes getting shooed off by the guard form entering the Ladies' Coach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reached we were so late but as usual there was advertisements and stuff. So as Kim went to the toilet, Yen and I bought drinks and when we got into the cinema it started maybe about 5 minutes or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the movie! I don't think I'll watch it in the cinemas again but its worth me going through all the crap to get all the way to Mid Valley just to watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE Bonnie's PEAS-IN-A-POD! They are soooo freaking cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TEBXanU8CHI/AAAAAAAABIk/V6N5XGU4P0I/s1600/Peas-in-a-Pod-toy-story-3-10362968-625-924.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TEBXanU8CHI/AAAAAAAABIk/V6N5XGU4P0I/s320/Peas-in-a-Pod-toy-story-3-10362968-625-924.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494487660137023602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I want them! SOOOO cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, we wandered around Mid Valley for a bit then realised that there wasn't much there to do and Yen wanted to study. So we took the train beck to Sentral and then the LRT back to Paramount. We were suppose to go to A&amp;amp;W SS2 to makan and study after that. After a looooong ass walk back to Kim's from Paramount, we changed our mind and decided to just order via the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh god, the rootbeer float never tasted more awesome. We had Waffles in a Cup too! Soooo good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so freaking full after that. Then I was suppose to be studying too! I end up watching South Park and Robot Chicken. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a full tummy, I can back to dinner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my gosh! Such a sin! I ate soooo much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gluttony be gone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-6505596102504431041?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/6505596102504431041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=6505596102504431041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/6505596102504431041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/6505596102504431041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2010/07/at-last.html' title='At Last...'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TEBVSRk3cEI/AAAAAAAABIc/ftUVEJ4EWCc/s72-c/toy_story_three.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-2694576177718334876</id><published>2010-07-12T19:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T19:53:49.498+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><title type='text'>Past and present</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have been going through some of my old pictures in my computer and I noticed how much I've changed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TDsBJIi2jZI/AAAAAAAABH0/h0kVdqLBSbk/s1600/highschool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TDsBJIi2jZI/AAAAAAAABH0/h0kVdqLBSbk/s320/highschool.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492985426932567442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;This was me in high school. When we don't have to think what to wear the next day. Taken the picture with Wan Ee and Ying Yen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TDsBJvW3mVI/AAAAAAAABH8/6GQrmN20bVE/s1600/19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TDsBJvW3mVI/AAAAAAAABH8/6GQrmN20bVE/s320/19.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492985437351287122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;This was me with Isha 2009 around April during CAT graduation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TDsBKBMBGMI/AAAAAAAABIE/taeilRToYDA/s1600/19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TDsBKBMBGMI/AAAAAAAABIE/taeilRToYDA/s320/19.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492985442137610434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This was me Kah Mun and I beginning of this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TDsBKmURO7I/AAAAAAAABIM/C8KhxZo_ZKE/s1600/IMG_1978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TDsBKmURO7I/AAAAAAAABIM/C8KhxZo_ZKE/s320/IMG_1978.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492985452104334258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hell, this was me last freaking week at Jia Huey's farewell with Zhi and Yin Yee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TDsBKw1_IRI/AAAAAAAABIU/D9izLYK0zGw/s1600/02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TDsBKw1_IRI/AAAAAAAABIU/D9izLYK0zGw/s320/02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492985454930108690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And this is me now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck! I've changed so much. From a fugly hag to this! Damn, am I so bloody proud of myself. Vain, but true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-2694576177718334876?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/2694576177718334876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=2694576177718334876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/2694576177718334876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/2694576177718334876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2010/07/past-and-present.html' title='Past and present'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TDsBJIi2jZI/AAAAAAAABH0/h0kVdqLBSbk/s72-c/highschool.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-8383530594513733675</id><published>2010-07-11T13:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T14:10:39.840+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='booze'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reunion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='haircut'/><title type='text'>Major make over!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This year I have done two major stuff ever done in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One is I went to pierce my belly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two is I cut my hair short!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't had short hair since I was like what, 7? I use to have those coconut shaped hair. I look cute, okay! Then this year I've contemplating whether or not to cut my hair short again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god! I LOVE my new hair do! The right side is curling too much though but it still looks nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, yesterday it was my high school class reunion. Venue was at Plus 8. Damn the place. The food was not appetizing at all! Look at the menu and bleh. Worst of all? THERE IS NO BOOOOOOOZEEEE! Only beer... D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we still stuck around and chat a bit, ate some fries. Then Jia Huey has been bugging me to go to Sid's. After some picture taking, etc, finally we left for Sid's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so nice to be the girlfriend or boyfriend of a bartender. In this case I am only a friend to one. I got "free samples"! Kay Sze made me something with Bols and Lychee. Not really my taste but its not bad. I still stuck to my Bacardi neat. I love my hard liquor! Kay Sze ordered something from the kitchen too! It was suppose to be for Jia Huey BUT someone didn't wanna eat much so we shared. Finally, tried Paulaners Beer. This was really a free sample. It was sweet and not beer like but its nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We totally should have gone to Sid's in the first place, right JH? They've got better booze! Anyways, here's my new look! I am only posting the pictures a look nicer in. Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TDlf2SnUoVI/AAAAAAAABHM/jZWGvOxYkX4/s1600/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TDlf2SnUoVI/AAAAAAAABHM/jZWGvOxYkX4/s320/01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492526606869373266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is everyone who made it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TDlf25z0WWI/AAAAAAAABHU/-u6UZwa_Bkk/s1600/02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TDlf25z0WWI/AAAAAAAABHU/-u6UZwa_Bkk/s320/02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492526617390766434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Jia Huey and I. This is going to be our last picture for a long time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TDlf3I6L6jI/AAAAAAAABHc/WYNlGaIbEKk/s1600/03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TDlf3I6L6jI/AAAAAAAABHc/WYNlGaIbEKk/s320/03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492526621444008498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jane and I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TDlf3Q_IhPI/AAAAAAAABHk/gbt6H_Crswk/s1600/04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TDlf3Q_IhPI/AAAAAAAABHk/gbt6H_Crswk/s320/04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492526623612241138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And Wan Ee! Haven't seen her in ages!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to go find lunch now. Super hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-8383530594513733675?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/8383530594513733675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=8383530594513733675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/8383530594513733675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/8383530594513733675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2010/07/major-make-over.html' title='Major make over!'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TDlf2SnUoVI/AAAAAAAABHM/jZWGvOxYkX4/s72-c/01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-1712577672560574235</id><published>2010-07-08T21:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T21:21:17.288+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fruit'/><title type='text'>Fruit-full</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I came back home today from work and i saw a bunch of unknown fruits on the dining table. Apparently they are only available in China.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me being forever curious has been trying to find out the fucking name for the fucking thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TDXQeFR3G_I/AAAAAAAABGE/4k2VmtYQRiM/s1600/DSC00463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TDXQeFR3G_I/AAAAAAAABGE/4k2VmtYQRiM/s320/DSC00463.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491524535879932914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TDXQdoM9qrI/AAAAAAAABF8/MIyyAHr9Icg/s1600/DSC00464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TDXQdoM9qrI/AAAAAAAABF8/MIyyAHr9Icg/s320/DSC00464.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491524528074762930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Someone end my misery and tell me what its called??? It smells really good though. Something like honey dew good. SO I think its some kind of melon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-1712577672560574235?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/1712577672560574235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=1712577672560574235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/1712577672560574235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/1712577672560574235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2010/07/fruit-full.html' title='Fruit-full'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TDXQeFR3G_I/AAAAAAAABGE/4k2VmtYQRiM/s72-c/DSC00463.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-1162101258151355772</id><published>2010-07-02T18:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T08:56:14.241+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piercing'/><title type='text'>Sungei Wang...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I always thought that it was spelt as Sungai Wang. Anyway, I met up with Kimmy and she friend whose name I forgot (sorry). Luck was on our side as the bus to the Kelana Jaya station arrived after a not-very-long wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally hate sitting on buses. It make me feel like puking so badly. On the way there, I met Pui Yee on the bus! I was suppose to be meeting up with her for yamcha-ing and catch up for like ages but never manage to meet up with her. Of all the places, we saw each other on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took the train first to Amcorp Mall to get something. While there we ate lunch at this Japanese restaurant which has really big portion meals. Not a good thing to do when I am about to get something done at Sungei Wang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we left the place after buying what we were suppose to get. Too the LRT to KL Sentral and Kimmy's friend went to KLCC. We had to walk all the way to the other side to change to the Monorail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to Sungei Wang and finding the stupid shop was horrible. Its like a freaking maze there! Jia Huey told us that it was at one of the corners. Luckily I found the name card which was hidden in my purse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I walked in the shop I asked how much was Belly Piercings. The person said RM150. I totally expected it anyways. Went in waited and fill in form, choose the bar and usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it was painful but bearable. The guy taught me how to keep it clean which I think he said mix a quarter teaspoon of salt into half cup of water. I think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I done it! And it cost me RM120...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dude warned me that I'll feel pukish later. Oh god I do feel pukish so badly now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Udon is going to regurgitate itself... D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: My parents have no idea about it and they should never find out.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-1162101258151355772?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/1162101258151355772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=1162101258151355772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/1162101258151355772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/1162101258151355772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2010/07/sungei-wang.html' title='Sungei Wang...'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-7408607983335403551</id><published>2010-06-30T17:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T17:48:09.673+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><title type='text'>Ka-ching!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It is the last day of the month and obviously I got paid for the first time in my life. I was expecting a check actually but they gave me cold hard cash of RM260 for 6 and a half working days....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ka-Ching!! $$$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents never let me work previously but since it was a relative's office, it wasn't a problem. Money is soooo much sweeter when earned than given to you by parents. Even better when you don't have to do much at work other than printing, cutting samples, pasting samples and binding. Wait! Today I did some packing list for the containers to be shipped overseas. Fucking confusing, did it anyways. The person has horrible handwriting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone in the office are like cleaning up the place. Apparently auditors are coming tomorrow. I get to be there and kepoh... &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Portugal lost to Spain last night! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I support Portugal not because of Cristiano Ronaldo. I actually find him quite unattractive. There is something wrong with his face that I do not like. The Portuguese are actually quite good! They are my next team after Germany who is going to kick Argentina in the ass once again. They did it once, they can do it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching the match this morning and noticed that there were some dudes with long hair. Urgh! Its covered in sweat and imagine one of the innocent short-haired player was trying to head the ball and this long-haired dude is trying to do the same! The damn sweat-covered hair will smack the other dude right in the face...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's why not many girls play football...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-7408607983335403551?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/7408607983335403551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=7408607983335403551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/7408607983335403551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/7408607983335403551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2010/06/ka-ching.html' title='Ka-ching!'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-8739851212416798565</id><published>2010-06-28T19:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T19:31:30.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No, no, no, no!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Damn it! Classes are about to start again soon! Why does ACCA students have such a sad pathetic 2 weeks holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual I didn't spend my holidays the way I wanted to spend them. I didn't manage to watch all the movies that I was suppose to watch (except A-Team). I didn't manage to play the games I am suppose to. I didn't manage to drive more often. I DID manage to watch Supernatural. I practically spend my holidays working to earn money that I'll most probably going to be spending before I receive them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping is a girls bestfriend and worse enemy. Spending money is always nice. Especially on pretty things... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The money that I had earn from working is actually insufficient to cover what I am going to be spending tomorrow and on Friday! Oh gosh. Damn I hate people's birthdays. But I like parties! Therefore, I need to get presents. Especially for demanding Jia Huey who demands for her birthday present on her farewell party AND I got to bring booze. I am not getting liquor. Too expensive. Shall just get beer. But then there will be sooo many people going! Oh well, I'll just get them for myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Germany totally kick England's ass yesterday. Germany to the finals!! Argentina will go home next... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-8739851212416798565?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/8739851212416798565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=8739851212416798565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/8739851212416798565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/8739851212416798565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2010/06/no-no-no-no.html' title='No, no, no, no!'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-7426520332053567286</id><published>2010-06-24T21:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T21:38:12.978+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thesis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>6500 words...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have officially started my OBU research project. I actually have plenty of time to complete it since I'll only be taking one paper next semester and its due roughly mid of September. Being the forgetful me, I wanted to start on it before I forget what I'm suppose to do in the first place. I already forgot most of what my mentor told me last Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so crap-able. Why? Because most of the things that we're suppose to be doing is totally not going to be true except the numbers and reports we gather in the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was suppose to create a timetable that I am suppose to "follow". Like hell I'm going to follow it. Timetables are made to be broken. There will be procrastination and delaying of work. There will be going out to enjoy my youth as I only have it once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, timetables are just for show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was doing it, I saw a what we were expected to include in the report. Project objectives. As if I want to know the Corporate Governance of a company. My true objective is to pass and get a upper second honours degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Yi Ming's coming back from New Zealand tomorrow! Adrian wants to go makan asam laksa and says that Yi Ming will fetch me. Yeah! Better call more people. I do not like being THE lamp post. Especially when the both of them &lt;strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; have been physically deprived with each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;were not physically with each other &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;for 5 months. I've tried many ways but that sentence still seems wrong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a safe flight Yi Ming! Bring back some good looking guys... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-7426520332053567286?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/7426520332053567286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=7426520332053567286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/7426520332053567286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/7426520332053567286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2010/06/6500-words.html' title='6500 words...'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-6125227868448673488</id><published>2010-06-22T14:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T14:15:36.564+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Work it baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Finally after so many years my mom is actually letting me go out to work part-time! Well I think she wouldnt if it wasn't a relative's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am suppose to be working now but its lunch time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about my work? Basically I am helping them do a catalogue. So printing, sticking samples and binding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, binding is really fun. Cutting and sticking the samples are the worse and it takes the longest time. I am going to get arm muscles by doing so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing about 50 of them a day. I get paid RM40 a day. Good pay huh? Better than being at home and being unproductive. Being unproductive doesn't earn money. Not like I can shit out money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also started on my OBU degree. I am soooo decided whether to do Corporate Governance or Corporate Social Responsibility. Both are kinda my thing so i don't really mind. I was browsing the website of the company that I'll be doing and they are really active in CSR. I asked Ms Shanta and she say its better to do CG. So I am stuck in the middle and being indecisive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should get things started soon. Maybe I can bring stuff to do during lunch hours. Its quite boring really. Since I don't drive I can't really go out and eat unless I follow the others out but it'll feel wuite awkward. So I rather make my own food and eat in the nice air-conditioned room where there is all the coffee and milo that I can have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got bored of eating out anyway. At college it was eating out every single day. I am going to died and I body won't rot from all the MSG that I ate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I made my very own "Subway". Wholemeal bread with margerine, 2 sausages, 1 slice of cheese, lots of pickles and olives and finally mustard. Nyum~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should I make tomorrow? I feel like making maggi goreng. Then fry an egg. But that would mean I have to get up super early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the only thing that I have to complain about work is that I have to wake up really early when it is suppose to be my holiday. I could be going out with friends but I am stuck in an office just to earn 40 bucks a day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again. 40 bucks a day!! A week and I'll have 200 bucks. I can go for shopping!! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-6125227868448673488?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/6125227868448673488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=6125227868448673488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/6125227868448673488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/6125227868448673488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2010/06/work-it-baby.html' title='Work it baby!'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-7543561059001349865</id><published>2010-06-18T23:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T00:46:57.952+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travelling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='world cup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Bad day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I woke up this morning having high hopes that it will be an awesome day out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I'll be meeting up with Kimmy at pyramid and we'll catch a bus to Kelana Jaya station and then cab to Hartamas to meet up with Jia Huey. The bus took forever to arrive and we decided to take the cab from pyramid since we were running late. Bloody cab cost us 21 bucks. Luckily we split the fee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to be getting my belly piercing today! Ended up, the place Jia Huey and Kay Sze go for their tattoo touch-up didn't have a piercer anymore. So now I will have to go to Sungai Wang and get it done one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Kimmy and I were suppose to meet Yen at Tropicana mall to catch the Germany vs Serbia match at 7.30pm. JH was suppose to drop us there but they took a round turn and ended up going a  longer way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine. No big deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached there and it was still early so we decided to catch a movie. Watched The A-Team! Its actually quite good! A bit long but it was nice... Hot, hot Bradley Cooper....!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TBuiiMdW90I/AAAAAAAABFs/C-dTgKYA-4A/s1600/bradley_cooper_ateam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TBuiiMdW90I/AAAAAAAABFs/C-dTgKYA-4A/s320/bradley_cooper_ateam.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484155679597328194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I wish he'd keep his shirt off the whole movie... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that was the long awaiting match. Went to Santini's as it was the cheapest for Heineken pints. The stupid place totally rip me off with my Martell on the rocks. Fucking RM30 of that little bit of shit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Germany's matched totally pissed me off even more! Stupid Spanish referee was giving out bloody yellow cards like they were Christmas cards! Beer totally wasn't helping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The match would actually be exciting if you weren't a Germany supporter. It was heart-stopping. I pity Podolski. He's going to beat himself up for screwing up a lot of shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pfft!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-7543561059001349865?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/7543561059001349865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=7543561059001349865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/7543561059001349865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/7543561059001349865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2010/06/bad-day.html' title='Bad day'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfpmO-ewk-s/TBuiiMdW90I/AAAAAAAABFs/C-dTgKYA-4A/s72-c/bradley_cooper_ateam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-289267457937705154</id><published>2010-06-15T19:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T19:17:46.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, I AM super happy that my exam for this semester is over but I can't get over the fact that I screwed up my final paper. Hopefully I pass...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND WELCOME HOLIDAYS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward to a lot of de-stressing and no books. I can taste the freedom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-289267457937705154?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/289267457937705154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=289267457937705154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/289267457937705154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/289267457937705154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2010/06/yeah.html' title='Yeah?'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-7807016340258859366</id><published>2010-06-14T19:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T19:47:03.843+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='world cup'/><title type='text'>GERMANS... ROAR!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Germany - Australia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 - 0!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So worth me staying up for and not studying for my paper at 3pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The paper wasn't even worth studying for! Nothing that I bloody studied was usable. Well, I MADE them usable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They don't deduct marks for wrong answers. So no harm writing what I think is right, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-7807016340258859366?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/7807016340258859366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=7807016340258859366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/7807016340258859366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/7807016340258859366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2010/06/germans-roar.html' title='GERMANS... ROAR!!'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-926322273770714894</id><published>2010-06-13T12:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T19:44:32.925+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='help'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='world cup'/><title type='text'>Feeling OLD SCHOOL~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Help! I need somebody,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Help! Not just anybody,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; Help! You know I need someone, HELP~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Beatles song is stuck in my head. The irony is that I LITERALLY need help from some P2 God to run through stuff before exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Germany vs Australia at 2.00am. I've got a test the next, well, same day at 3.00pm! Of all the days, the match must be on the night before my paper. I know Germany will win but its different watching it! The excitement! The adrenaline rush when players are about the score! The disappointment when the goalie saves the ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE WORLD CUP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GERMANS TO THE END!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll watch the first half. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-926322273770714894?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/926322273770714894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=926322273770714894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/926322273770714894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/926322273770714894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2010/06/feeling-old-school.html' title='Feeling OLD SCHOOL~'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-2689080798156176802</id><published>2010-06-10T13:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T13:34:38.610+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday plans'/><title type='text'>Plans!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've still got 2 more papers to go and I'm suppose to be studying. Instead I am making plans for my holiday!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night right after my exam I am determined to go out. I don't care but I am. Damn I wish I took my exam at KDU or somewhere in PJ. I shall do that next semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the next few days will be cash going out like a busted pipe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to catch up on the movies I missed. If there are still showing then I'll go to the cinema but if they are not I'll be downloading then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since TV has been really unfair and decided to end the season of Glee and How I met Your Mother (I feel soooo empty without Barney's humour) I am stuck with no new episodes for my holiday. Awesome timing. So, I will be watching Supernatural and Gintama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps maybe also rewatch Friends and some cartoons! (Jia Huey and Yi Ming have been watching them without me... D:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will also be earning some moolah via part time. Nge nge nge....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, will be going to Hartamas with JH and Kim. They are getting tattoo stuff done while I am going to get my belly pierced! Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad news is that being the exam season, I intend to eat more and thus I NEED to eat less from now... XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright... Back to my books. I had my 15 minute of fun thinking about my holidays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-2689080798156176802?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/2689080798156176802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=2689080798156176802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/2689080798156176802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/2689080798156176802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2010/06/plans.html' title='Plans!'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254096755939375159.post-7378964214269844335</id><published>2010-06-09T20:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T21:30:29.104+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='f8'/><title type='text'>One down</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Walked in with confidence...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked out with pride...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished F8 audit paper and I think I should be able to pass it this time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254096755939375159-7378964214269844335?l=ignited-candle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/feeds/7378964214269844335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254096755939375159&amp;postID=7378964214269844335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/7378964214269844335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254096755939375159/posts/default/7378964214269844335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignited-candle.blogspot.com/2010/06/one-down.html' title='One down'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14816286655845702241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
