<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521207427068512640</id><updated>2012-02-05T17:53:04.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The little bits that make up my life...</title><subtitle type='html'>Jesus loves each and everyone of us!

John 3:16-17

For God loved the world so much that he gave his one and only son,so that everyone who believes in him will not perish but have eternal life.God sent his son into the world not to judge the world, but to save the world through him.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578138428422262438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>99</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521207427068512640.post-7179686214355859816</id><published>2010-03-13T02:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T02:57:50.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When Am I Going Home?</title><content type='html'>It is 2.55 am and here I am still at my desk in the office. Guess I won't get to go home until its 8 am in the morning. My goodness! This is really record breaking. Let's see. I came to office at around 10 am this morning, and have been working till now, so that makes it 17 hours for now! And I am still nowhere near going home. When can this be over? But it's good that the whole team is here to support each other. Press on everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521207427068512640-7179686214355859816?l=nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/feeds/7179686214355859816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521207427068512640&amp;postID=7179686214355859816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/7179686214355859816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/7179686214355859816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/2010/03/when-am-i-going-home.html' title='When Am I Going Home?'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578138428422262438</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-1521207427068512640.post-2398704315508776273</id><published>2010-01-29T16:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T16:46:21.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God Is Watching Over You</title><content type='html'>Oh my goodness, it has been more than 6 months since i last blogged. Well guess after I started work i haven't had much time and also having to deal with nonsensical things at work just drains me out so much. I am not here to update about what I have been doing, but i just needed an avenue to rant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After knowing someone for a period of time, I start to see the ugly side of humanity. But of course, I thank God there are people by my side who are normal and God-fearing as well. I guess I won't go as far to say the ugly side of humanity, but more of how such a person like "he" can exist. Blatantly lying, and lying about things that he can broadcast to the whole world about, and of course, making himself seem like the victim when in actual fact he is the perpetrator!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't you afraid of God's judgement? Don't you think what you did is way overboard? To the extent that you are framing someone just to protect your own reputation. Well I guess at that level its a dog-eat-dog world, but calling yourself a follower of God, don't you have other ways to get around it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I am talking very abstractly here, but to all who are reading this just a gentle reminder that God watches and knows everything you do. And to that particular person, you may be able to keep the whole world in the dark, but he is WATCHING you and he will JUDGE you too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521207427068512640-2398704315508776273?l=nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/feeds/2398704315508776273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521207427068512640&amp;postID=2398704315508776273' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/2398704315508776273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/2398704315508776273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/2010/01/oh-my-goodness-it-has-been-more-than-6.html' title='God Is Watching Over You'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578138428422262438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521207427068512640.post-5520981246726127849</id><published>2009-04-11T23:47:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T00:19:41.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The day the Lord died for my sins...Good Friday!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, my day started off with Easter Convention at the Expo. I invited Susan along, and I was glad that God provided an excellent speaker Rev Albert Ting. Even Susan remembered certain things he said and I found the 1 hour  long sermon to be very engaging as well. Never was there a point that i really felt like shutting off or sleeping. Its been a while since i last heard a really good message. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After spending the very first few hours of my day with the Lord, Susan and I proceeded to meet up with Harry for lunch. It was a last minute thing and surprisingly Harry was free the whole day too. Its been so long since we went out together, and it was indeed a refreshing time to meet up to chill together again. Went for ramen at Raffles City, one of my favourite ramen places around-Bishamon ramen, hmmm but its not very cheap? On average we spent 17 bucks for a bowl of ramen only haha. We hung around there for quite a while before we decided to go for coffee, but it took us so long to find a starbucks where we could settle down. We went to the raffles city one, no seats. We went to the city link one, no seats. We went to the marina square one, and still no seats! But there were two starbucks at Marina and thank God we finally found just one table to accommodate the 3 of us. Oh how i love starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SeC7zv7BtoI/AAAAAAAAC5c/wwkzspYT0Lc/s1600-h/IMG_1551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323461257263691394" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SeC7zv7BtoI/AAAAAAAAC5c/wwkzspYT0Lc/s400/IMG_1551.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry very happy with his brew of the day--&gt;only $3.50!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SeC74tChY4I/AAAAAAAAC5k/MCCLhtnxiVQ/s1600-h/IMG_1554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323461342389166978" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SeC74tChY4I/AAAAAAAAC5k/MCCLhtnxiVQ/s400/IMG_1554.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy chilling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sleepiness was finally getting to me as we have been sitting there for quite some time. So after discussing on what we should do, we decided to head down to town to shop for Mel's present. Since she told Susan what she wanted, we knew where to head to for ter stuff. And thank goodness we cleared up the misunderstanding with Mel or we would have listen to Sus and got her a really long ah ma looking wallet instead of a semi long wallet she had hoped for hahaha. That was funny, but nevertheless, her present's settled = ) We than began shopping around Taka area and went to Art Friend to browse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SeC7-LI_YCI/AAAAAAAAC5s/2ia_EKlc7pE/s1600-h/IMG_1559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323461436368707618" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SeC7-LI_YCI/AAAAAAAAC5s/2ia_EKlc7pE/s400/IMG_1559.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Harry supposed to look candid for this shot but obviously failed haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SeC8C49WbSI/AAAAAAAAC50/ZfNT5ybAPyY/s1600-h/IMG_1560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323461517387394338" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SeC8C49WbSI/AAAAAAAAC50/ZfNT5ybAPyY/s400/IMG_1560.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now this better?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SeC8H5uPiAI/AAAAAAAAC58/3blNg_g7CiY/s1600-h/IMG_1562.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SeC8H5uPiAI/AAAAAAAAC58/3blNg_g7CiY/s1600-h/IMG_1562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323461603491809282" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SeC8H5uPiAI/AAAAAAAAC58/3blNg_g7CiY/s400/IMG_1562.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah ma looking Sus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our dinner was simple that night. We just went to Yoshinoya; its been almost 2 years since i last ate at that place. The beef bowl is still delicious! Harry opted for a small bowl because he was keeping his stomach for his other craving---&gt; Soup Spoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SeC8RiBUMFI/AAAAAAAAC6M/TzXvxMT1jqw/s1600-h/IMG_1566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323461768928047186" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SeC8RiBUMFI/AAAAAAAAC6M/TzXvxMT1jqw/s400/IMG_1566.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finished my delicious clam chowder!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SeC8MQN6bBI/AAAAAAAAC6E/AdpT0eFJA4M/s1600-h/IMG_1564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323461678249700370" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SeC8MQN6bBI/AAAAAAAAC6E/AdpT0eFJA4M/s400/IMG_1564.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The both of us just looking at him eat, we were too full!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since we were at paragon, we decided to go 'upmarket' shopping haha. Something we don't always do so we just went around shops looking at stuff, but after going in to Gucci, it was it. The rest of the boutiques were closed after we came out of Gucci, what a spoiler. We then headed down to indochine for a drink since we were tired of walking already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SeC8YZ5esHI/AAAAAAAAC6U/Bsh7NDWDOpw/s1600-h/IMG_1579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323461887006781554" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SeC8YZ5esHI/AAAAAAAAC6U/Bsh7NDWDOpw/s400/IMG_1579.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmmm Harry's eyes look weird here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SeC8eZQALyI/AAAAAAAAC6c/oJdps6mAx4g/s1600-h/IMG_1588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323461989912031010" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SeC8eZQALyI/AAAAAAAAC6c/oJdps6mAx4g/s400/IMG_1588.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The trio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SeC8johPgzI/AAAAAAAAC6k/S89TxoNS8bo/s1600-h/IMG_1590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323462079910216498" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SeC8johPgzI/AAAAAAAAC6k/S89TxoNS8bo/s400/IMG_1590.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SeC8oiWc2aI/AAAAAAAAC6s/Q6cyCF7Ia6s/s1600-h/IMG_1594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323462164153686434" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SeC8oiWc2aI/AAAAAAAAC6s/Q6cyCF7Ia6s/s400/IMG_1594.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A pleasant surprise from Harry, our Easter eggs! Thank you so much my dear!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SeC8v3FvTcI/AAAAAAAAC60/Bg5TpeYisbc/s1600-h/IMG_1602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323462289979821506" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SeC8v3FvTcI/AAAAAAAAC60/Bg5TpeYisbc/s400/IMG_1602.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loving our eggs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That marked the end of our night out. It was a long and tiring day, but fulfilling. Got to catch up with Harry, received easter eggs, and i had a big nice gift for myself which i am very happy with also haha. Went back home and had some bonding time with Miko, my bestest companion at home. I love this girl so much and she is always there to support me quietly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SeC80X76BPI/AAAAAAAAC68/Au8yxXZ6ROE/s1600-h/IMG_1613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323462367516427506" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SeC80X76BPI/AAAAAAAAC68/Au8yxXZ6ROE/s400/IMG_1613.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loving you always &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521207427068512640-5520981246726127849?l=nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/feeds/5520981246726127849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521207427068512640&amp;postID=5520981246726127849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/5520981246726127849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/5520981246726127849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-lord-died-for-my-sinsgood-friday.html' title='The day the Lord died for my sins...Good Friday!'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578138428422262438</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/_livtiHG3RFQ/SeC7zv7BtoI/AAAAAAAAC5c/wwkzspYT0Lc/s72-c/IMG_1551.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521207427068512640.post-8266333065003741358</id><published>2009-04-08T00:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T00:54:42.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye day</title><content type='html'>Leb is waiting to board his flight now; 1o days just passed by so quickly. Even though we are both so used to each other flying off, its still weird to know that you won't be able to see each other for a block of time again. During this holiday, we had our fair share of fights and unhappiness, but it is only when it's time to part where you realise you wish you had spend more time together and all the anger in the past just seems to disappear. I guess its human nature where we don't cherish something when we have it, but once we don't have it anymore, we start to yearn for it. Anyway, we had dinner together before heading for the airport and i must say i totally enjoyed the food and of course the company and privacy we had for this dinner. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SduEMKCnIOI/AAAAAAAAC5E/sCvq5iy8rFE/s1600-h/IMG_1546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321992729056977122" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SduEMKCnIOI/AAAAAAAAC5E/sCvq5iy8rFE/s400/IMG_1546.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After our dinner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SduEQeTtqwI/AAAAAAAAC5M/RHh9nm6Q_ik/s1600-h/IMG_1547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321992803216894722" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SduEQeTtqwI/AAAAAAAAC5M/RHh9nm6Q_ik/s400/IMG_1547.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SduEXDhnbUI/AAAAAAAAC5U/XA3tg6-4HLA/s1600-h/IMG_1549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321992916286532930" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SduEXDhnbUI/AAAAAAAAC5U/XA3tg6-4HLA/s400/IMG_1549.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye dear!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Lord Jesus, may you grant leb a safe flight back and keep him safe throughout this period where he will be away. Amen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521207427068512640-8266333065003741358?l=nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/feeds/8266333065003741358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521207427068512640&amp;postID=8266333065003741358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/8266333065003741358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/8266333065003741358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/2009/04/goodbye-day.html' title='Goodbye day'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578138428422262438</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/_livtiHG3RFQ/SduEMKCnIOI/AAAAAAAAC5E/sCvq5iy8rFE/s72-c/IMG_1546.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521207427068512640.post-725355277678587760</id><published>2009-03-30T22:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T22:09:54.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am very tired!</title><content type='html'>I had a very long day. Started of my day with tuition at 9am, followed by relief teaching in school for the afternoon session. I know it sort of is like normal working hours, from 9 to 6 but i was really exhausted mentally as well as physically. I had many lessons in line today, and i didn't even get to sit down much. This is not the most straining part, but it was the shouting part that made me so tired. When 1 person talks its not very audible, but when 40 of them talk it gets damn noisy. I was so sick and tired of shouting on the top of my voice so that the rest of the class can hear me, and shouting to get them to shut up. Of course i didn't say shut up (i don't really like that word), but ultimately i just wanted to hear quietness. The kids really aren't scared of me, and sometimes i regret not creating a really very very stern image at the start. Also, i think i am too soft hearted. I see the other teachers scolding their kids and it can really get quite harsh, but i really don't want to hurt the kids. I was hoping that they would be nice to me if i use a nicer treatment on them, but it seems that it doesnt work. Worse of all, i finally met a b**** in my class! I can tolerate naughty kids, i can tolerate kids that are slow learners, i can tolerate playful kids, but i CANNOT tolerate attitude problem kids who think that they are so damn smart! Pisses me off big time, and this girl really has an attitude problem. Not a serious one but definitely not respectful of authority-ok maybe its just towards me. You can be telling her things like do you want to continue to misbehave? And she just gives you that can't be bothered face, or like totally not taking the soft treatment you are giving her. I really feel like just leaving her out but i can't, but i really cannot stand her freaking attitude! I think if she continues like that i will just send her to some super fierce teacher for counselling, so she gets scolded big time and stops being a b**** urgh! Anyway, loads of work coming in which means stress!!!! God please be my strength and wisdom. I need my rest....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521207427068512640-725355277678587760?l=nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/feeds/725355277678587760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521207427068512640&amp;postID=725355277678587760' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/725355277678587760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/725355277678587760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-very-tired.html' title='I am very tired!'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578138428422262438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521207427068512640.post-8773577414646390917</id><published>2009-03-30T21:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T21:59:32.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disgusting Bangalas</title><content type='html'>This entry is not going to be just on banglas alone, but on a day where i got to see for myself a very disgusting side of them. Yesterday i was at Sentosa with Leb for some tanning session, and i got to witness disgusting bangla workers lusting after bikini 'babes'. But before that, i just want to share on the goodness of God. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we arrived at Sentosa, the sky was bright and clear, but a but cloudy, not very conducive for tanning. I prayed short prayers to ask God to clear away the clouds so leb could tan, but the sun came and in less than 1 minute, it got covered by the clouds again. Seeing the sun appear and go away made me think of the phrase 'behind every cloud there is a silver lining', and this phrase made me think of God's promise to us where in every trouble that can't seem to be solved, God will have the solution to it-he is just like the sun covered up by the clouds. No matter how cloudy it is, the sun is there, and even though we can't see the sun, we can still be sure the sun is there and will come out eventually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The second promise i conceptualised would be the word persistant. As the sun came and go very quickly, i thought to myself that leb won't be able to tan in the end as well, so i told him to go. However he told me that why not just wait a while, and i was like ah fine. And the sun did come out just almost 5 minutes after, and it shone very brightly too. It just makes me wonder how often we give up so easily, thinking that God won't answer my prayer, why wait or why persist. Sometimes it just takes a little while more for God to give us the answer, and it is for us christians to hold on to that faith and persist till we see the sun come out. If you are wondering why i had so much time to think about so many things, it is because i wasn't tanning. I was sitting nicely under a nice shelter just observing the happenings there, and that is why i got to see those disgusting che ko pek (lustful) banglas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just as i was enjoying the sun and sea breeze, i saw this 'babe' with very good figure and a very nice tan walking on the beach. She was of course dressed in her bikini, and not the conventional kind. She was in a g-string bottom practically exposing her whole butt. As i was observing, i saw this bangla walk up to her and said something which of course i could not hear. But looking at her response, he must have proposed something disgusting, because she simply looked at him with a very disgusted face and walked off within less than 5 seconds. After she and her friend walked away, a group of bangalas started trailing behind her just to stare at her half exposed ass! They followed her all the way from one end to the other so that they could just gaze at her butt. How disgusting and desperate can they get man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SdDInI3vaFI/AAAAAAAAC4s/T1L0FRIZTS4/s1600-h/IMG_1473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318971734646286418" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SdDInI3vaFI/AAAAAAAAC4s/T1L0FRIZTS4/s400/IMG_1473.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SdDIsoPGwTI/AAAAAAAAC40/UYlJiWiwAq4/s1600-h/IMG_1474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318971828965130546" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SdDIsoPGwTI/AAAAAAAAC40/UYlJiWiwAq4/s400/IMG_1474.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think their purpose was to go to the beach to look at bikini babes, but that action of theirs really disgusted me so much. It was just a butt and they could like follow behind them like how a dog will follow a bone. I wonder what would they do if they were at nude beaches! Look, i am not simply being racist here, but i really have to insist that their conduct makes them deserve the kind of perception people have on them. I do look up to polite and well behaved bangalas. Those that will make it a point to say excuse me on the train so they don't accidently brush against you when they go out of the train, or those that bother to keep their distance from you so as to not create the misunderstanding that they are out to take advantage of you. But for this kind, i am sure they would jump at the chance to bed some woman, or even man. Damn sick. Oh and guess what. The babe whom they were ogling at isn't a babe after all. She was actually a tranny! hahahahaha. I only realised that when i was waiting for leb outside the toilet. I saw that 'babe' go in to the toilet, and on her way out, some ang mo guys tried to pick her up and the moment she opened her mouth, my jaw dropped. A deep and manly voice came out of her mouth. No wonder her figure was so good and she was so daring as to wear a g-string bottom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway God was really nice to us on this day. Right after we ended our tanning session, it started to rain heavily! How perfect his timing is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SdDIhRvRNbI/AAAAAAAAC4k/R4mGDueU-SI/s1600-h/IMG_1466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318971633947456946" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SdDIhRvRNbI/AAAAAAAAC4k/R4mGDueU-SI/s400/IMG_1466.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you God for the goodness you have shown in my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;How often do we do wrong things yet  God constantly forgives us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I am not perfect, and because of my imperfection, the more i need you Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521207427068512640-8773577414646390917?l=nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/feeds/8773577414646390917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521207427068512640&amp;postID=8773577414646390917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/8773577414646390917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/8773577414646390917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/2009/03/disgusting-bangalas.html' title='Disgusting Bangalas'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578138428422262438</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/_livtiHG3RFQ/SdDInI3vaFI/AAAAAAAAC4s/T1L0FRIZTS4/s72-c/IMG_1473.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521207427068512640.post-3808567221911411801</id><published>2009-03-26T17:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T18:04:22.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woo hoo!</title><content type='html'>I just received a call from Mrs S this morning who confirmed that i would be taking over her class while she goes on maternity! Haha, when my friend asked me of this assignment i was already very excited, but nothing was confirmed as she was still looking for potential people to take over her class during her absence. I met her when i went to do relief and i guess i wasn't convincing enough as a stern and effective teacher. I then met her class for the first time when i took them for maths, and i can understand why she is worried for me. The class is really noisy and they aren't afraid of me, ok not all are like that, but there are 2 destructive fellas in the class. I guess they would be the problematic one, but i will remember the verse ' I can do all things through christ who strengthens me'. I think i will need to medidate on this verse quite often after i start my relief stint. I really want to give thanks to God that a newbie like me would be offer a chance as such. First things first, he gave me friends who are able to help me in this path, secondly he opened up doors of opportunities for me. This relief stint will definitely help me greatly in my application to MOE. Even though its only a temp job, I am very thankful because with a job market as such, whatever you get is considered as a blessing, and i know my blessing comes from God, so thank you God for everything!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521207427068512640-3808567221911411801?l=nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/feeds/3808567221911411801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521207427068512640&amp;postID=3808567221911411801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/3808567221911411801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/3808567221911411801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/2009/03/woo-hoo.html' title='Woo hoo!'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578138428422262438</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-1521207427068512640.post-3522057735356941273</id><published>2009-03-25T12:10:00.045+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T22:52:55.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>I cannot remember where i last stopped but i know i have lots of things to update about, or at least things i wanted to update about, but before we go there, i just want to update about more recent events. On Monday and Tuesday, I went to do relief teaching, and i must say i truely enjoyed myself. Of course there were times where i was sick and tired of having to shout (i was doing this half of the time) at the kids, but ultimately i still enjoyed the experience tremendously. Especially when the kids that only saw you for 1 lesson or so remembers your name, and greets you every single time when they walk past you. However, i have been constantly thinking of how can i 'scare' the kids more. They don't seem to be afraid of me no matter how fierce i try to be. Well they will keep quiet for that moment when i really shout out loud, but 5 mins later they start to become very rowdy again, and yet when teachers of the school come in, they are silent. The teachers don't even need to shout, they just need to talk. I wonder when will i be able to master that special skill of theirs haha. Anyways, back to older events. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a very old event and i realised i didn't share with you guys yet. Ok not that some of you might want to know, but its my blog so i can share whatever i want haha. On that day, Susan and I(the 2 very free persons) brought Evangeline and Esaias to Snow City. I have been wanting to go there but i never got the chance to. They used to advertise on tv on that place and it looks so fun and interesting so since we were so free we decided to bring the kids there for a try. I was very excited myself and excited for the kids as well because they haven't saw snow before so we hurried in, bought the tickets, and proceeded to choose our 'winter' jackets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm37W2OtNI/AAAAAAAAC0k/7qZQIbGS3Vg/s1600-h/IMG_0929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316983065460782290" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm37W2OtNI/AAAAAAAAC0k/7qZQIbGS3Vg/s400/IMG_0929.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm4Fy3LbdI/AAAAAAAAC0s/B4wiS3rdUpo/s1600-h/IMG_0931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316983244779646418" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm4Fy3LbdI/AAAAAAAAC0s/B4wiS3rdUpo/s400/IMG_0931.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the only one not geared up yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm4Qiilv3I/AAAAAAAAC08/kcIdAhhZXxk/s1600-h/IMG_0936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316983429376884594" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm4Qiilv3I/AAAAAAAAC08/kcIdAhhZXxk/s400/IMG_0936.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm4LZI-ZEI/AAAAAAAAC00/8e-hSqaIbQM/s1600-h/IMG_0935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316983340954182722" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm4LZI-ZEI/AAAAAAAAC00/8e-hSqaIbQM/s400/IMG_0935.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its winter time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No photo taking was allowed inside the place itself cause they had people inside that would take professional photos for you, but ultimately, they just want to make you pay for the photos. Hmmm we were given an hour inside, but half an hour later, the kids were already freezing so we came out. It was really a very real replica of a snowy state but the place is small, and it looks kinda miserable, not like what was shown before on advertisement. All you could do was to go up this mini slope and slide down via a rubber tube, and you keep repeating the same process. Other than that, there was a very small play area with some ice figurines for you to see and take photos with and perhaps throw snow at each other? In summary, adults you might get sick of that place rather quickly; kids will enjoy, but just make sure to let them wear thicker clothings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next up would be our once in a bluemoon meeting with Deb and Voon. This time Deb had some free vouchers for this chinese restaurant at Heeren called Tang Dian Wang, so instead of our regular pepper lunch we 'upgraded' to something better = ) It was quite a quiet evening though, not much people were in the restaurant, but it was ok! Made it easier for us to talk and fool around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm4Wxc2QPI/AAAAAAAAC1E/tgB2kBZk-jE/s1600-h/IMG_1194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316983536458547442" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm4Wxc2QPI/AAAAAAAAC1E/tgB2kBZk-jE/s400/IMG_1194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beautiful lightings &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OUR MENU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm4b-IgsbI/AAAAAAAAC1M/NdIpSv7da6M/s1600-h/IMG_1195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316983625762255282" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm4b-IgsbI/AAAAAAAAC1M/NdIpSv7da6M/s400/IMG_1195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;$1 chicken with every $20 or $30 spent!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm4g8qvpFI/AAAAAAAAC1U/Rt2IzNbPPoM/s1600-h/IMG_1197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316983711268316242" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm4g8qvpFI/AAAAAAAAC1U/Rt2IzNbPPoM/s400/IMG_1197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Glutinous rice with salted egg and chicken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm4mpqR_FI/AAAAAAAAC1c/g0ft5Z7Sa28/s1600-h/IMG_1198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316983809245314130" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm4mpqR_FI/AAAAAAAAC1c/g0ft5Z7Sa28/s400/IMG_1198.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beehoon with duck and runny egg, very yummy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm4rpyiOGI/AAAAAAAAC1k/WHWCo5BDqV0/s1600-h/IMG_1203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316983895179278434" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm4rpyiOGI/AAAAAAAAC1k/WHWCo5BDqV0/s400/IMG_1203.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;front: dumplings with chilli oil and vinegar, back: glutinous rice dumpling-not nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seems like quite a bit of food for the three of us, we were pretty full at the end, but we still managed to squeeze dessert in, but 1 dessert 3 share. After the meal it was time for photos photos and photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm4w6ChM7I/AAAAAAAAC1s/msEe9iwXH2I/s1600-h/IMG_1205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316983985440633778" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm4w6ChM7I/AAAAAAAAC1s/msEe9iwXH2I/s400/IMG_1205.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deb, me, Voon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm4112CKGI/AAAAAAAAC10/KAzRhSrxpG4/s1600-h/IMG_1206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316984070213871714" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm4112CKGI/AAAAAAAAC10/KAzRhSrxpG4/s400/IMG_1206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From Pretty Face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm47ttuVKI/AAAAAAAAC18/EtsgdzZyXAw/s1600-h/IMG_1207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316984171110749346" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm47ttuVKI/AAAAAAAAC18/EtsgdzZyXAw/s400/IMG_1207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Acting silly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm5H4N4PAI/AAAAAAAAC2M/CYwGSChd5q0/s1600-h/IMG_1215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316984380088400898" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm5H4N4PAI/AAAAAAAAC2M/CYwGSChd5q0/s400/IMG_1215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From ARDC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm5MxOxDWI/AAAAAAAAC2U/YK-X8fFXzxo/s1600-h/IMG_1216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316984464112422242" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm5MxOxDWI/AAAAAAAAC2U/YK-X8fFXzxo/s400/IMG_1216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking Ah ma-ish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm5RblXDtI/AAAAAAAAC2c/VycCs_Vu25M/s1600-h/IMG_1225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316984544200953554" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm5RblXDtI/AAAAAAAAC2c/VycCs_Vu25M/s400/IMG_1225.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love this photo but its blur!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm5Wl9vx9I/AAAAAAAAC2k/UOqtSGRckls/s1600-h/IMG_1226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316984632886937554" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm5Wl9vx9I/AAAAAAAAC2k/UOqtSGRckls/s400/IMG_1226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always look so fat when i am next to her = (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That marks the end of our dinner. I will want to bring my parents to this restaurant in the future or suggest this place for any family dinners. Price wise it's still reasonably affordable, but some people might think beehoon with runny egg only cost 3 bucks at coffeeshops so its silly to pay 12 dollars plus for the one here. But it has duck inside ok. That was one of my personal faves that night. Oh and the drinks! How can i forget. They have homemade water chestnut and barley and stuff and it only cost $2.50! With that price we might only be able to get coke or sprite at some restaurants so go try it out. Level 5 Hereen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;March Holidays&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This holiday has been of no significance to me anymore because i have been out of sec school for a very long time. But since now i still haven't found a job, and i have niece and nephews at home, the March holidays have a whole new meaning to me. Its a time where i can help my sister bring the kids out together; especially when the maid is not around, or three of them can be quite a handful. So it was off to Sentosa this time. It was my first time taking the train into Sentosa and also my first time entering the images of Singapore. I can't recall if i have been in when i was young, but it was a new experience to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm5bweZYzI/AAAAAAAAC2s/_iefcfuy4h8/s1600-h/IMG_1265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316984721607582514" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm5bweZYzI/AAAAAAAAC2s/_iefcfuy4h8/s400/IMG_1265.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm5irzmfMI/AAAAAAAAC20/mfw6Wxxpa9Y/s1600-h/IMG_1274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316984840613428418" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm5irzmfMI/AAAAAAAAC20/mfw6Wxxpa9Y/s400/IMG_1274.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The images of Singapore is somewhat like a wax museum, but it can be nowhere compared to the wax museum in Hong Kong or Madam Tussaude. They look quite fake and it's pretty obvious that not much touch ups are done on the figurines. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm5oIFFtfI/AAAAAAAAC28/-QxCIWy7JVU/s1600-h/IMG_1299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316984934102316530" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm5oIFFtfI/AAAAAAAAC28/-QxCIWy7JVU/s400/IMG_1299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our founders?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm5uEgXN-I/AAAAAAAAC3E/DZdof2NvjmE/s1600-h/IMG_1306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316985036222183394" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm5uEgXN-I/AAAAAAAAC3E/DZdof2NvjmE/s400/IMG_1306.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha i don't know who this is!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm57Tsl28I/AAAAAAAAC3U/SWKeiJH1saQ/s1600-h/IMG_1322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316985263638305730" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm57Tsl28I/AAAAAAAAC3U/SWKeiJH1saQ/s400/IMG_1322.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm6CYKfXvI/AAAAAAAAC3c/GXFlHHM9PuY/s1600-h/IMG_1333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316985385096535794" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm6CYKfXvI/AAAAAAAAC3c/GXFlHHM9PuY/s400/IMG_1333.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmmm....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After images of Singapore we went to Underwater World. I think for most tourist that goes to Sentosa, Underwater World is a must-see for them. I was pretty excited myself cause it has been ages since i last stepped into that place, and i love aquariums! It does look a bit different now except for the travelator part. And this was the first time i actually fed a sting ray! We bought the feed for the kids, but they were all freaked out by the huge sting rays and they were in packs, not just one on their own. In order to convince my eldest nephew Evan that it was not scary at all, i volunteered to feed first, but i tell you i was damn scared too! I didn't know if they would bite, or would they suck your whole hand in or what, but i had to act brave. The moment the sting ray came forward and sucked its food in i felt so tickled. Haha it was a very weird feeling; their 'mouths' were very soft and they really just suck the food in your hand away like a vaccum cleaner. Other than that, there was nothing really great about that place because it was very small and you won't even need to spend more than 1 and a half hours in there? I still prefer the Melbourne Aquarium more. The only winning factor is, you get to get more personal with the sea creatures at Underwater World.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm6I7CMSCI/AAAAAAAAC3k/_lDyEhI0wpE/s1600-h/IMG_1385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316985497536186402" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm6I7CMSCI/AAAAAAAAC3k/_lDyEhI0wpE/s400/IMG_1385.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next holiday event we have in line for the kids will be a buffet at Park Roya Hotel. My sister chanced upon this buffet promotion on 8 days, where children only need to pay according to their age. For example, Evan is 7 so he pays 7 bucks only, and since Esaias is under 3 he doesn't have to pay a single cent, so it definitely a bargain for kids. Some of the food there included: &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm6OYyoejI/AAAAAAAAC3s/7NPTT2qJA9I/s1600-h/IMG_1390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316985591423334962" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm6OYyoejI/AAAAAAAAC3s/7NPTT2qJA9I/s400/IMG_1390.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Delicious Laksa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm6V7N99sI/AAAAAAAAC30/v_qF7vIG1hA/s1600-h/IMG_1391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316985720923879106" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm6V7N99sI/AAAAAAAAC30/v_qF7vIG1hA/s400/IMG_1391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sashimi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm6bL4WVQI/AAAAAAAAC38/Di2VqWE5ggE/s1600-h/IMG_1406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316985811295950082" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm6bL4WVQI/AAAAAAAAC38/Di2VqWE5ggE/s400/IMG_1406.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oyster Ommlette&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm6hLHvpGI/AAAAAAAAC4E/T81uNXtqfWU/s1600-h/IMG_1407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316985914171303010" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm6hLHvpGI/AAAAAAAAC4E/T81uNXtqfWU/s400/IMG_1407.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ba Kut Teh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm6oAGsFgI/AAAAAAAAC4M/cVc4zxCOhhs/s1600-h/IMG_1418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316986031473169922" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm6oAGsFgI/AAAAAAAAC4M/cVc4zxCOhhs/s400/IMG_1418.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Duck Noodle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm6uW_cKfI/AAAAAAAAC4U/H0c1eKPg_E8/s1600-h/IMG_1419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316986140695996914" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm6uW_cKfI/AAAAAAAAC4U/H0c1eKPg_E8/s400/IMG_1419.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yummy chocolate fondue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These were just some of the food we had. Hmmm, more of the ones which i thought were very nice. I loved the duck noodles and sashimi best i guess, but i think i am really ageing. I could eat much more than this in the past, but as i grow older, my appetite becomes smaller. Don't know if its a good thing or not, but oh well, i am just thankful i can still eat = )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm6zmJjJqI/AAAAAAAAC4c/qPl8y9BShKI/s1600-h/IMG_1433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316986230664275618" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm6zmJjJqI/AAAAAAAAC4c/qPl8y9BShKI/s400/IMG_1433.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wanting to give a kids a final day of fun before school actually re-opens, we finally fulfilled our promise to them by bringing them to the zoo. Susan and I have been discussing this like 2 months ago but we never brought the kids there, so finally we found a day where everyone was free and off to the zoo we went.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm29ilDJeI/AAAAAAAACzM/cm9VX_jAtpA/s1600-h/DSC06823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316982003458057698" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm29ilDJeI/AAAAAAAACzM/cm9VX_jAtpA/s400/DSC06823.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The 2 nannies for the day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm3DEbIYJI/AAAAAAAACzU/E2tAsDSyNsA/s1600-h/DSC06826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316982098442608786" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm3DEbIYJI/AAAAAAAACzU/E2tAsDSyNsA/s400/DSC06826.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and the little ones&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm3JtIWLvI/AAAAAAAACzc/TCW-3k1Ucro/s1600-h/DSC06840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316982212448890610" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm3JtIWLvI/AAAAAAAACzc/TCW-3k1Ucro/s400/DSC06840.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Us in full force&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm3PMhvXfI/AAAAAAAACzk/_C_Al9e_bmc/s1600-h/DSC06856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316982306776243698" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm3PMhvXfI/AAAAAAAACzk/_C_Al9e_bmc/s400/DSC06856.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm3UydUIZI/AAAAAAAACzs/sINPhA2Z0Cs/s1600-h/DSC06858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316982402857574802" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm3UydUIZI/AAAAAAAACzs/sINPhA2Z0Cs/s400/DSC06858.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm3ZUj9NPI/AAAAAAAACz0/X6xGx3dYgOs/s1600-h/DSC06875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316982480731714802" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm3ZUj9NPI/AAAAAAAACz0/X6xGx3dYgOs/s400/DSC06875.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the tram&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm3egaBhKI/AAAAAAAACz8/L45T48dDv6o/s1600-h/DSC06894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316982569810625698" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm3egaBhKI/AAAAAAAACz8/L45T48dDv6o/s400/DSC06894.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feeding the kangeroos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm3j58CfGI/AAAAAAAAC0E/qMzTf_8dskM/s1600-h/DSC06899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316982662563527778" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm3j58CfGI/AAAAAAAAC0E/qMzTf_8dskM/s400/DSC06899.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm3qDak39I/AAAAAAAAC0M/-cJytTVPgUY/s1600-h/DSC06900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316982768186744786" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm3qDak39I/AAAAAAAAC0M/-cJytTVPgUY/s400/DSC06900.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Washing hands after the feeding session&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I enjoyed myself as much as the kids enjoyed themselves. I am a fan of the zoo myself, and i never get sick of going to that place. And this time round, i got to see new places as well like the newly renovated kidz world, and this was also my first time walking throught the fragile forest and coming up close with the animals. The Singapore Zoo is one attraction which i dare to boldly say...best in the world! I guess many would agree yea?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521207427068512640-3522057735356941273?l=nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/feeds/3522057735356941273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521207427068512640&amp;postID=3522057735356941273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/3522057735356941273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/3522057735356941273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/2009/03/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578138428422262438</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/_livtiHG3RFQ/Scm37W2OtNI/AAAAAAAAC0k/7qZQIbGS3Vg/s72-c/IMG_0929.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521207427068512640.post-7969332818179773797</id><published>2009-03-15T21:43:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T22:24:55.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daryl's Birthday</title><content type='html'>I went back to the days of being a kid today and attended Daryl' s (Susan's cousin) McDonald's party. Actually Evangeline was the one invited, i just went as a chaperon. However, it was fun looking at the kids play and seeing them laugh and enjoying themselves. There were some kids that were very naughty though, and it made me feel like smacking them. Getting into fights so easily and talking in a 'hey i am an adult' way, but i guess we all went through that stage before. The majority of the kids were boys and there was only this one little girl that was Daryl's friend, and of course Evangeline and Cheryl who could only be the onlookers and not participants; they would surely get injured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Sb0HQlHV1QI/AAAAAAAACys/ppH0wTy4ig8/s1600-h/IMG_1134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313411116789257474" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Sb0HQlHV1QI/AAAAAAAACys/ppH0wTy4ig8/s400/IMG_1134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheryl and Evangeline&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Sb0HWFi2dNI/AAAAAAAACy0/r4dJeH5ihU0/s1600-h/IMG_1136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313411211393922258" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Sb0HWFi2dNI/AAAAAAAACy0/r4dJeH5ihU0/s400/IMG_1136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are all in pink again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Sb0HKx15vbI/AAAAAAAACyk/qFrdrbRsDi8/s1600-h/IMG_1132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313411017126559154" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Sb0HKx15vbI/AAAAAAAACyk/qFrdrbRsDi8/s400/IMG_1132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Sb0HhgtoYgI/AAAAAAAACy8/Fpew8M_LzG4/s1600-h/IMG_1138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313411407665455618" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Sb0HhgtoYgI/AAAAAAAACy8/Fpew8M_LzG4/s400/IMG_1138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can you believe this girl is actually younger than Evangeline? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Sb0HnRZ5g2I/AAAAAAAACzE/rjoJVzgx_uo/s1600-h/IMG_1154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313411506635375458" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/Sb0HnRZ5g2I/AAAAAAAACzE/rjoJVzgx_uo/s400/IMG_1154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;McDonald's party usually ends very quickly, in about 2 hours time? That is suffiient for the kids to play games and cut the cake, but to us adults, i think the 2 hours passes very slowly haha. I cannot imagine myself being a mom next time and having to bring my kids to this kind of party, but when the time comes i know i will surely enjoy seeing my kids have fun. Maybe next time we should have our adult party at McDonalds, something different for a change. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a side note, my church announced the death of another lady due to cancer. I think its colon cancer as well, the same cancer that Amy had. I wonder what is this world coming to; why is everyone getting cancer? This makes me worried for myself too, because early stages of cancer does not have obvious symptoms. We should all go have a body check soon...Susan when?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521207427068512640-7969332818179773797?l=nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/feeds/7969332818179773797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521207427068512640&amp;postID=7969332818179773797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/7969332818179773797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/7969332818179773797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/2009/03/daryls-birthday.html' title='Daryl&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578138428422262438</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/_livtiHG3RFQ/Sb0HQlHV1QI/AAAAAAAACys/ppH0wTy4ig8/s72-c/IMG_1134.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521207427068512640.post-5356592152439247983</id><published>2009-03-14T22:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T22:57:16.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Essential Brew</title><content type='html'>Backdated post &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After buying Zhenni's present together with Susan on Tuesday, i brought her to Essential Brew at Holland V for some tea. The last time i went there i didn't get a chance to sit on their 'tatami' style table which i really liked, so this time i was quite keen. Sitting on the floor just gives it a more cosy feeling, like you know more comfortable than sitting upright and you just don't have the 'at-home' feel. When you get to sit casually on the floor, you can talk there for ages and not feel tired or like, hmm shall we leave this place? Definitely a good place for chilling with friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SbvDbwrbzsI/AAAAAAAACyE/XA40vxUD_Zw/s1600-h/IMG_1101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313055067104595650" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SbvDbwrbzsI/AAAAAAAACyE/XA40vxUD_Zw/s400/IMG_1101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tatami style settings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SbvDlaAcVPI/AAAAAAAACyM/mCrZNuS6Gbg/s1600-h/IMG_1104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313055232817386738" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SbvDlaAcVPI/AAAAAAAACyM/mCrZNuS6Gbg/s400/IMG_1104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;waiting for our drinks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SbvDv3rfnBI/AAAAAAAACyU/HRQm3JuqOzs/s1600-h/IMG_1107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313055412581276690" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SbvDv3rfnBI/AAAAAAAACyU/HRQm3JuqOzs/s400/IMG_1107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SbvD5RQ5iEI/AAAAAAAACyc/bkDqK_Wd4YU/s1600-h/IMG_1109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313055574067873858" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SbvD5RQ5iEI/AAAAAAAACyc/bkDqK_Wd4YU/s400/IMG_1109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not liking her minty tea very much :&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For some of you that do not know, i am currently teaching 2 jap kids english as a part-time job. I somehow find great satisfaction and enjoyment from this job, and seeing the 2 kids enjoy their lessons and learning makes me feel so happy. Even though a few have been telling me that i am getting under-paid, i still don't wish to stop teaching them because of that. Furthermore, they are a japanese family so they are really polite and treat you with very kind hospitality. Even if i were to get a full-time job in the future, i would really still like to hold on to this part-time stint. Somehow i find my passion is in teaching, but yet i am unsure if i will be able to take the stress if i were to become a school teacher. Whatever it is, i will leave it to the Lord to light up my path to guide my way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521207427068512640-5356592152439247983?l=nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/feeds/5356592152439247983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521207427068512640&amp;postID=5356592152439247983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/5356592152439247983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/5356592152439247983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/2009/03/essential-brew.html' title='Essential Brew'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578138428422262438</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/_livtiHG3RFQ/SbvDbwrbzsI/AAAAAAAACyE/XA40vxUD_Zw/s72-c/IMG_1101.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521207427068512640.post-333025791223822805</id><published>2009-03-07T23:30:00.021+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T01:44:06.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrate!</title><content type='html'>I went for 2 celebrations in a row today, one was for Amy's birthday and the other was for my sister's. Went to the Sun with Moon Jap Restaurant in the afternoon with amy and the rest, since that silly girl requested for either jap or korean food. This was the first time i went to this restaurant, and i was quite satisfied with the ambience and food. Price wise very reasonable as well, especially the fish set that Amy had. One whole big fish with fried chicken for only 14 plus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SbKT9XptzyI/AAAAAAAACwM/iy3FCMXknT4/s1600-h/IMG_0988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310469593153523490" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SbKT9XptzyI/AAAAAAAACwM/iy3FCMXknT4/s400/IMG_0988.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As for myself, i opted for ramen again. I have a weak spot for hokkaido ramen; they always look so tasty and alluring, and very filling too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SbKT3RT15oI/AAAAAAAACwE/3gusIacOrac/s1600-h/IMG_0986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310469488371951234" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SbKT3RT15oI/AAAAAAAACwE/3gusIacOrac/s400/IMG_0986.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Look at the thick soup base!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SbKUDDtr64I/AAAAAAAACwU/IiZD8qgrBw4/s1600-h/IMG_0991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310469690880682882" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SbKUDDtr64I/AAAAAAAACwU/IiZD8qgrBw4/s400/IMG_0991.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This was Mel's Salmon set, a rather interesting combination with the salmon, fried pumpkin and the noodle look alike thing that was actually potato. Jap food with a twist to it, yum yum. And as for Susan, she always has the simplest stuff, so there you go, her beef Udon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SbKTtI8BW4I/AAAAAAAACv0/WQGNUpEOs-A/s1600-h/IMG_0984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310469314325863298" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SbKTtI8BW4I/AAAAAAAACv0/WQGNUpEOs-A/s400/IMG_0984.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SbKTyolxb1I/AAAAAAAACv8/E_jXrU-ZuVQ/s1600-h/IMG_0985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310469408721825618" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SbKTyolxb1I/AAAAAAAACv8/E_jXrU-ZuVQ/s400/IMG_0985.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can't wait to dig into this man!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We talked about the usual stuff over lunch, did some catching up while savouring the food and it was time for the cake. This year for Amy we decided on a different type of cake. We combined 4 different types of small cakes since we only had 4 people, and this gave us the choice to try more flavours as well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SbKUOiT7CoI/AAAAAAAACwk/hY8qB06rJ7A/s1600-h/IMG_1005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310469888072682114" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SbKUOiT7CoI/AAAAAAAACwk/hY8qB06rJ7A/s400/IMG_1005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In terms of outlook, i think the longan one looks the best haha, and flavour wise i actually prefered the orange chocolate one, when on first look, i did not fancy. Conclusion is, the cakes from this cake shop is delicious.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SbKUJfKtgUI/AAAAAAAACwc/VBXEiJbSR18/s1600-h/IMG_1003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310469801329393986" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SbKUJfKtgUI/AAAAAAAACwc/VBXEiJbSR18/s400/IMG_1003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our dear birthday girl making her birthday wish&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And naturally, after the cake cutting session it would be present time!! Seeing Amy open the presents from us was such a joy. With every tear to the wrapper, her face will let out a glow of joy and appreciation, and what more can we ask for when we know the birthday girl truely liked the presents received. Furthermore, she is a very simple girl so whatever she receives (branded or not, useful or not) she is thankful and i know it comes from the bottom of her heart. We got her a bag, containing an umbrella, and a floral print notebook.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SbKUVfULTKI/AAAAAAAACws/3nLDbo3C_p4/s1600-h/IMG_1016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310470007527525538" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SbKUVfULTKI/AAAAAAAACws/3nLDbo3C_p4/s400/IMG_1016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;While Susan and I were walking around Carrefour yesterday, we came across this plush toy photo frame that we found to be very cute. So we thought of getting it for her as a additional present so that Amy can always keep the happy memories she has together with us. Its really cute and i feel like getting one for myself too haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SbKUb7Wba_I/AAAAAAAACw0/0nKMGiFUFHE/s1600-h/IMG_1018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310470118132378610" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SbKUb7Wba_I/AAAAAAAACw0/0nKMGiFUFHE/s400/IMG_1018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Much love from Susan and Van&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That marked the end of our lunch, and all of us had our own plans thereafter. So a traditional picture at the entrance before we bidded farewell to each other.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SbKUiNxWFnI/AAAAAAAACw8/82EiYPTzV7Y/s1600-h/IMG_1021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310470226156328562" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SbKUiNxWFnI/AAAAAAAACw8/82EiYPTzV7Y/s400/IMG_1021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And finally, happy birthday Amy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SbKUoOS0RNI/AAAAAAAACxE/_e9jTUcaF1E/s1600-h/IMG_1024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310470329375933650" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SbKUoOS0RNI/AAAAAAAACxE/_e9jTUcaF1E/s400/IMG_1024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Muacks!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Round 2 of celebration was at Hard Rock Cafe. We finally had a change of place rather than the regular NUSS; and it was a pretty 'drastic' change from quiet to rock. It was a very refreshing change, and it was good to see my folks enjoying a different kind of environment. At the start, i found the music a bit too jarring because we couldn't talk properly due to the loud music, but once we got used to it everything was fine. We were seated on the 2nd floor which was not too crowded and noisy which made it feel like a private room we had to ourselves.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SbKUwQyVe3I/AAAAAAAACxM/2mlAiMJ0qWE/s1600-h/IMG_1047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310470467483958130" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SbKUwQyVe3I/AAAAAAAACxM/2mlAiMJ0qWE/s400/IMG_1047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SbKU3_uGjRI/AAAAAAAACxU/atsgHwvQO9A/s1600-h/IMG_1049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310470600341753106" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SbKU3_uGjRI/AAAAAAAACxU/atsgHwvQO9A/s400/IMG_1049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had the cheese macaroni and i think it taste so much better than the one i had at white rabbit. However, its encouraged that that you share it with someone because too much cheese will be quite sick after a while. I shared mine with Evan and i still felt a bit 'gelat' at the end of my meal. Only thing i hate about it is why chicken breast??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SbKVDdzg2FI/AAAAAAAACxk/hQyg7F7_fsk/s1600-h/IMG_1061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310470797396072530" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SbKVDdzg2FI/AAAAAAAACxk/hQyg7F7_fsk/s400/IMG_1061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This place is good for birthdays also because they give you a free sundae, and the staff will sing you a happy birthday song too. I know its no big deal but effort noted from the staff! They were really helpful and polite. The cake was brought there ourselves and since its not the actual day of my sister's birthday, we made do with a small one. But the cake was really yummy! Got it from the Sun Moulin at the basement of lido, the double chocolate cake, yummy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SbKU9lEjJhI/AAAAAAAACxc/XY-7C0A_cxs/s1600-h/IMG_1060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310470696267359762" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SbKU9lEjJhI/AAAAAAAACxc/XY-7C0A_cxs/s400/IMG_1060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SbKVJ8jenhI/AAAAAAAACxs/oSK8od6WWuQ/s1600-h/IMG_1068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310470908729531922" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SbKVJ8jenhI/AAAAAAAACxs/oSK8od6WWuQ/s400/IMG_1068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our happy family (stupid balloon string in the way)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SbKVRSe0cLI/AAAAAAAACx0/9nVvfQmyHDg/s1600-h/IMG_1077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310471034874654898" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SbKVRSe0cLI/AAAAAAAACx0/9nVvfQmyHDg/s400/IMG_1077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SbKU9lEjJhI/AAAAAAAACxc/XY-7C0A_cxs/s1600-h/IMG_1060.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our complimentary polaroid photo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After our dinner we stayed on for a while to listen to the live band. The kids have never seen a live band before and i think they were pretty intrigued by it. The music was really good, and they can sing damn well! I could even see paps moving to the rhythm of the music. I feel very happy when i see my dad and mum enjoying things they seldom get exposed to.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SbKVXrkNCDI/AAAAAAAACx8/QAoco3oVu5w/s1600-h/IMG_1089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310471144687339570" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SbKVXrkNCDI/AAAAAAAACx8/QAoco3oVu5w/s400/IMG_1089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's the end of my Saturday. Birthday celebrations are always a joy. Hope everyone enjoyed it as much as i did = )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521207427068512640-333025791223822805?l=nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/feeds/333025791223822805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521207427068512640&amp;postID=333025791223822805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/333025791223822805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/333025791223822805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/2009/03/celebrate.html' title='Celebrate!'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578138428422262438</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/_livtiHG3RFQ/SbKT9XptzyI/AAAAAAAACwM/iy3FCMXknT4/s72-c/IMG_0988.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521207427068512640.post-4433601054312755076</id><published>2009-03-06T01:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T01:28:53.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Pink and Happy Day</title><content type='html'>I'm back! Hmm, i haven't been really busy, but just not in the mood to blog for the past few days. Not much updates to do, but there is something that i am still waiting for an answer. If everything falls through, i will tell you guys about it, but if it doesn't i can save the explanation i guess. Anyways, today i went Bugis Village to shop with Mel. Its been ages since i went to that place, and its currently under renovation as well so most stores are closed. Nevertheless, i still managed to get quite a few good buys, for as low as $10! That's the good thing about shopping there; able to buy many things for a very low price. I love the feeling of unloading all my 'loots' when i step back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SbAGUf4eH2I/AAAAAAAACvU/S5SekeKq2xY/s1600-h/IMG_0958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309750909895319394" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SbAGUf4eH2I/AAAAAAAACvU/S5SekeKq2xY/s400/IMG_0958.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mel with her new hairdo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SbAGaPhMNHI/AAAAAAAACvc/tPyP0yXPafk/s1600-h/IMG_0959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309751008581923954" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SbAGaPhMNHI/AAAAAAAACvc/tPyP0yXPafk/s400/IMG_0959.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And me with my new hairdo too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After shopping we sat down for a drink (shopping is tiring), and started talking about our future, career and where we hope we can be in the future. But after talking about all these, i started to think of my church friend Amy. If you guys have read my blog before, you would have heard that she has colon cancer, and sad to say, it has escalated to stage 4. She was scheduled to go for an operation to remove the infected part of her liver, but halfway through the operation, it was aborted and they have opted for the quality of her life over the operation that might not be of much use as well. She is now in pain ward and i don't know what is coming up for her. She has two very young children and a husband that loves her a lot, and it will really be a very heart wrenching event if God were to decide to take her away. Those of you that are reading this, please take a minute to just pray for her. I then told Melissa, even if we were jobless now, or have something we are lacking in life, at least we still have a healthy body. And i really thank God for that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to happier things. After the afternoon session with Mel, i went on to meet Deb whom i haven't seen since christmas last year. Its really always a joy to be able to meet up with her, and she is one of those 'even though we don't see each other often we still are comfortable with each other' kind of friend. She is going through a rough patch herself now, but i know she will regain her composure one day. Its not easy to go through what she is going through now as i myself have experienced it before, that's why i understand every single thing that she is going through now. But Deb, if you are reading this now, remember that things will only get better with each passing day. It is not possible with your own strength, but remember, 'I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SbAGfZbVghI/AAAAAAAACvk/qpxDfWGQhQo/s1600-h/IMG_0961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309751097141068306" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SbAGfZbVghI/AAAAAAAACvk/qpxDfWGQhQo/s400/IMG_0961.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S Somehow all of us were in pink today therefore it was a pink and happy day = )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521207427068512640-4433601054312755076?l=nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/feeds/4433601054312755076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521207427068512640&amp;postID=4433601054312755076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/4433601054312755076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/4433601054312755076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/2009/03/pink-and-happy-day.html' title='A Pink and Happy Day'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578138428422262438</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/_livtiHG3RFQ/SbAGUf4eH2I/AAAAAAAACvU/S5SekeKq2xY/s72-c/IMG_0958.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521207427068512640.post-2529540688048563688</id><published>2009-03-01T00:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T01:07:14.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for a change!</title><content type='html'>I have been contemplating for a long while if i should perm my hair, and somehow today, i gained the courage to go ahead and perm my hair. It was a rather good deal as well, $88 inclusive of cut, perm and treatment. I kept emphasizing to the hairdresser that i didn't want maggi mee curls and i am very thankful that she kept to her promise-no maggi mee hair = ) The curls are still a bit tight and i am waiting for a few more days when they loosen and become nice big curls. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SaloGQdl36I/AAAAAAAACu8/L0MHrsKgJtI/s1600-h/DSC00082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307888092540428194" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SaloGQdl36I/AAAAAAAACu8/L0MHrsKgJtI/s400/DSC00082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SaloKTn_OeI/AAAAAAAACvE/8vG_67oAXUU/s1600-h/DSC00084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307888162108815842" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SaloKTn_OeI/AAAAAAAACvE/8vG_67oAXUU/s400/DSC00084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Acting silly with my new hair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SaloOsEhPsI/AAAAAAAACvM/om53doZIiDU/s1600-h/DSC00085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307888237390413506" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SaloOsEhPsI/AAAAAAAACvM/om53doZIiDU/s400/DSC00085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love the big bushy ponytail when i tie up my hair now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hopefully my hair won't become totally straight after the first wash, will update again!&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/1521207427068512640-2529540688048563688?l=nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/feeds/2529540688048563688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521207427068512640&amp;postID=2529540688048563688' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/2529540688048563688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/2529540688048563688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/2009/03/time-for-change.html' title='Time for a change!'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578138428422262438</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/_livtiHG3RFQ/SaloGQdl36I/AAAAAAAACu8/L0MHrsKgJtI/s72-c/DSC00082.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521207427068512640.post-2711468039099996366</id><published>2009-02-15T01:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T01:39:05.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A moron that spoiled my V Day</title><content type='html'>So who is the moron that spoiled my V day? None other than a fat balding bescpectacled man. This freakin irritating man snatched my car park lot in front of a whole group of people who obviously saw that i was waiting for that space. Ok let me relate the story. I saw a young man walking to his car so i motioned to him and he said ya, he was coming out. So i turned on my signal lights and right after i turned on mine, the fat man behind me happily turned his on too! So i was getting ready to reverse in the moment the car came out, and the man that was giving his space to me purposely drove out in a way so that the other car can't go in, and who knows while i was just about to reverse, that imbecile just went head in within 2 secs. I was so stunned and Susan who was with me was so pissed off. I was flabbergasted and got off the car followed by Susan. But Esaias was in the car so i didn't leave him alone. There were this groupd of middle aged guys and girls and they were also like my goodness, why did that guy just went in like that?! And i told them i don't know too, they said they saw that i was waiting for the space so these 2 nice guys went up to that fat balding old man to reason with him. And guess what was his lame excuse? I was loitering about for a very long time, and freak man, we retorted and said who hasn't been loitering about to look for a space?? We went on to tell him how ungentlemanly he was (but i think he wasn't bothered at all about that comment cause he is simply a fat chauvanistic pig) and when he was loss for words because obviously he is in the wrong, he just simply wound up his window. What a nut. and worse of all, he parked his car there to read a magazine in his car!!! Seriously an ass you know, if he wants to read, why can't he go home or just stop his car somewhere to read all he wants, and even if he reads till he gets blind no one will bother about him too. I don't understand why are there such selfish people around, and unreasonable too! I regretted not taking a picture of his ugly face and ugly car to post here. Seriously pissed the shit out of me and Susan and spoiled the whole V Day. I shan't be mean to curse him but seriously speaking, i think he should be utterly ashamed to be stealing a carpark space from a girl with a kid in the car, and under the eyes of so many people who witness what happened. I know i won't see him again, but i hope one day he would be taught a lesson for stealing people's carpark lots. What a prick! Argh! Feels so good venting my anger here haha, am fine now. Will post up happier post the next time round. Happy V Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521207427068512640-2711468039099996366?l=nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/feeds/2711468039099996366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521207427068512640&amp;postID=2711468039099996366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/2711468039099996366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/2711468039099996366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/2009/02/moron-that-spoiled-my-v-day.html' title='A moron that spoiled my V Day'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578138428422262438</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-1521207427068512640.post-7822884197313505532</id><published>2009-02-05T23:18:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T23:37:54.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why don't I ever get bored of them?</title><content type='html'>These 2 days were spent together with Melissa and Susan. I don't know why, but i never seem to get bored with the two of them. I think its because i feel absolutely comfortable with them, and most importantly they can accept me for who i am, and it sounds mushy but because i know they love me hahaha. Anyways, yesterday Mel had to go to town for her visa matters so she asked me out for lunch, and since Susan is rotting at home as well i called her along and we spend a fruitful day eating, shopping and walking around town the whole day. Went to my favourite starbucks again and we managed to get the nice cushioned seats = )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYsEJ2j-GHI/AAAAAAAACt8/eUaf4RxyY1w/s1600-h/DSC06555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299333953843239026" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYsEJ2j-GHI/AAAAAAAACt8/eUaf4RxyY1w/s400/DSC06555.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYsEOYeamiI/AAAAAAAACuE/9qRtJ57_rt4/s1600-h/DSC06556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299334031666223650" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYsEOYeamiI/AAAAAAAACuE/9qRtJ57_rt4/s400/DSC06556.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mocha and her muffin &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYsEYR2M65I/AAAAAAAACuU/aCy0cUBZ7MM/s1600-h/DSC06559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299334201685633938" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYsEYR2M65I/AAAAAAAACuU/aCy0cUBZ7MM/s400/DSC06559.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYsETiQ9L3I/AAAAAAAACuM/0E_7HZJX_6s/s1600-h/DSC06558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299334120193470322" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYsETiQ9L3I/AAAAAAAACuM/0E_7HZJX_6s/s400/DSC06558.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's see, for that day, i ended up with a top, a bra, 2 gifts for my friends and i cannot remember what else haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for today, i met Susan at around evening time, and we went grocery shopping to prepare for dinner. I love going grocery shopping, and thinking about what should i buy for later on. Housewife mentality kicking into me again, but being able to cook for people whom i love always makes me feel happy, and it makes me feel even more satisfied when i see them enjoying the food i cooked. No photos because it was too messy and the both of use were busy doing our own stuff in the kitchen. But dinner served was inclusive of ginger pork, cabbage with dried shrimps and vermicelli, chilli padi lotus which was freakin spicy that we couldn't finish the whole thing, and lastly wintermelon soup. For all these dishes we only spent 7 bucks! Haha very economical. After our dinner, we decided to try our luck and called mel to see if she would want to go for dessert and surprisnly she agreed haha. She was out with her friends so we didn't expect her to be done so soon; so off to New York New York for desserts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYsEci4RGFI/AAAAAAAACuc/6ID0nN3Hy2w/s1600-h/DSC06571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299334274977175634" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYsEci4RGFI/AAAAAAAACuc/6ID0nN3Hy2w/s400/DSC06571.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYsEhLVbjVI/AAAAAAAACuk/Emoe_ro7jmY/s1600-h/DSC06572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299334354556390738" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYsEhLVbjVI/AAAAAAAACuk/Emoe_ro7jmY/s400/DSC06572.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My muddy mud pie with ice cream, sinful yet delicious&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYsElf_4egI/AAAAAAAACus/4vYRuZybIqU/s1600-h/DSC06575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299334428822632962" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYsElf_4egI/AAAAAAAACus/4vYRuZybIqU/s400/DSC06575.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somehow Susan looks so feeble in this photo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYsEpl6NX7I/AAAAAAAACu0/XbYEeK6nnJY/s1600-h/DSC06576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299334499128926130" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYsEpl6NX7I/AAAAAAAACu0/XbYEeK6nnJY/s400/DSC06576.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mel always professional with the poses ; )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am going to cook for Susan tomorrow again, but this time round at my place. I love cooking! Let's see when i can start baking...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521207427068512640-7822884197313505532?l=nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/feeds/7822884197313505532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521207427068512640&amp;postID=7822884197313505532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/7822884197313505532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/7822884197313505532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/2009/02/why-i-dont-ever-get-bored-of-them.html' title='Why don&apos;t I ever get bored of them?'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578138428422262438</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/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYsEJ2j-GHI/AAAAAAAACt8/eUaf4RxyY1w/s72-c/DSC06555.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521207427068512640.post-7074292611920571056</id><published>2009-02-02T15:24:00.022+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T00:54:45.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its the time of the year again!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was the 7th day of CNY, also known as ren ri, which is a day to lao yu sheng. Went for CNY service in the morning and i finally got to see baby le'anne again. She is getting fatter and cuter by the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYagFc1C2DI/AAAAAAAACro/-wF-swwi3RM/s1600-h/DSC06391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298098027146434610" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYagFc1C2DI/AAAAAAAACro/-wF-swwi3RM/s400/DSC06391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fat baby very curious about mei mei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After church we went for a lunch at crystal jade hosted by dave's father, think he treats people to lunch on every years 'ren ri' so no change for this year. But the waiting time for the table was horrendous, even after reservation. I think we waited for 45 mins and i ended up sitting on the steps with the kids, i know very lazy haha. However, i had to leave early cause i've arranged to watch 'The Wedding Game' with Susan, Vinz, Jiesi and Stella. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYagMJIX74I/AAAAAAAACrw/dUVvWIsrl6E/s1600-h/DSC06392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298098142117883778" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYagMJIX74I/AAAAAAAACrw/dUVvWIsrl6E/s400/DSC06392.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While waiting for our table &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, i didn't find the movie as good as the reviews stated. There were of course funny parts (where fann wong and christopher lee were fighting) but also parts which made me drift off. And it was quite disgusting seeing Alice Tan paw all over christopher lee, gave me the goosebumps. Would like to watch 'Love Matters' though, think it should be a funnier show. But we caught even something more exciting in the cinema, Stella and Vinz having an affair!! hahahaha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYagRXJPg-I/AAAAAAAACr4/bciVB-Ve48g/s1600-h/DSC06395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298098231778968546" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYagRXJPg-I/AAAAAAAACr4/bciVB-Ve48g/s400/DSC06395.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before heading to my place for the bbq, Susan went to buy the yu sheng to my place, so sweet of her = ) The scary part came next. Squeezing up 171! We missed the first 171 cause there was simply nowhere we could squeeze, so we were determined to get up on the next one. When the bus arrived, you can see all the filipino maids (no intent of insult but just stating it as a fact) flocking to the entrance and squeezing their way in that you really have to push and force your way in too. The commotion was so big we got seperated and could not stand together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYagWIJyHaI/AAAAAAAACsA/d9bIUEyecrI/s1600-h/DSC06402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298098313654050210" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYagWIJyHaI/AAAAAAAACsA/d9bIUEyecrI/s400/DSC06402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The happy and before we boarded the bus us &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYagMJIX74I/AAAAAAAACrw/dUVvWIsrl6E/s1600-h/DSC06392.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYagaehaObI/AAAAAAAACsI/GyWFAaNJl5E/s1600-h/DSC06403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298098388378204594" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYagaehaObI/AAAAAAAACsI/GyWFAaNJl5E/s400/DSC06403.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The yu sheng still intact &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYager1uRnI/AAAAAAAACsQ/wnh_A5R1x0k/s1600-h/DSC06407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298098460672542322" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYager1uRnI/AAAAAAAACsQ/wnh_A5R1x0k/s400/DSC06407.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now in the squeezy bus &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYagi_49GAI/AAAAAAAACsY/W0iv0wT-ms4/s1600-h/DSC06408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298098534774282242" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYagi_49GAI/AAAAAAAACsY/W0iv0wT-ms4/s400/DSC06408.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poor jiesi squeezed all the way to the back &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank goodness the ride was not super long, and people were getting off as well. Reached my place in one piece and the moment we stepped in, i heard Susan announced, "Eh i didn't know you had a new maid" and i was like huh? But when i looked up i realised haha, my new maid huey huey! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYagn3WERFI/AAAAAAAACsg/iKorHRorPKQ/s1600-h/DSC06412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298098618379813970" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYagn3WERFI/AAAAAAAACsg/iKorHRorPKQ/s400/DSC06412.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look at her miserable face haha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poor girl, she arrived early and being very helpful and kind as usual, she was helping my mum to pluck beansprout haha. And soon, Vinz was very intrigued with the plucking of beansprouts and decided to join in as well! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYagsu775fI/AAAAAAAACso/tDca2yp-vmg/s1600-h/DSC06416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298098702022075890" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYagsu775fI/AAAAAAAACso/tDca2yp-vmg/s400/DSC06416.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love beansprouts! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYagxd5BV7I/AAAAAAAACsw/T26yCKrugfM/s1600-h/DSC06417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298098783345792946" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYagxd5BV7I/AAAAAAAACsw/T26yCKrugfM/s400/DSC06417.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Useless Susan eating while people were plucking beansprouts haha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After Susan finished her bee hoon, we went to the open to prepare for the bbq. Its been a while since we had a bbq at home, and being able to bbq together with friends you enjoy being with is always fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYag2g-E64I/AAAAAAAACs8/5beNV-kNG3k/s1600-h/DSC06425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298098870071651202" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYag2g-E64I/AAAAAAAACs8/5beNV-kNG3k/s400/DSC06425.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYag8LrGqoI/AAAAAAAACtE/uBfchOIP89k/s1600-h/DSC06453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298098967434144386" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYag8LrGqoI/AAAAAAAACtE/uBfchOIP89k/s400/DSC06453.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miko enjoying herself too &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYahGJGQuiI/AAAAAAAACtM/Eo8-IwrqSnw/s1600-h/DSC06460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298099138541435426" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYahGJGQuiI/AAAAAAAACtM/Eo8-IwrqSnw/s400/DSC06460.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sister and I &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYahKuY2i4I/AAAAAAAACtU/z9qb8UJkkxo/s1600-h/DSC06504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298099217270999938" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYahKuY2i4I/AAAAAAAACtU/z9qb8UJkkxo/s400/DSC06504.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time to BBQ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYahUoY-IeI/AAAAAAAACtc/b762bA1kV-Y/s1600-h/DSC06513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298099387459576290" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYahUoY-IeI/AAAAAAAACtc/b762bA1kV-Y/s400/DSC06513.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Getting ready to toss the yu sheng &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYahanl5D5I/AAAAAAAACtk/H9m6nvrUsUA/s1600-h/DSC06515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298099490324549522" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYahanl5D5I/AAAAAAAACtk/H9m6nvrUsUA/s400/DSC06515.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My parents joining in the fun with us, gong xi fa cai ah! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYahhH2jtqI/AAAAAAAACts/A8l7YLSaSwc/s1600-h/DSC06537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298099602063603362" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYahhH2jtqI/AAAAAAAACts/A8l7YLSaSwc/s400/DSC06537.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheers guys! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYah23BvhRI/AAAAAAAACt0/PsY_rsZO2Bs/s1600-h/DSC06550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298099975504233746" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYah23BvhRI/AAAAAAAACt0/PsY_rsZO2Bs/s400/DSC06550.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our traditonal parting photo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was a great night of gathering, especially when we sat by the table sipping wine and talking about the past and present, and thinking of more ideas on what we can do next time! Haha but everyone has to work now so we can't think too much or stay too late. I hope i can find a job soon too, or else i will have to go back to student life for now. Hope all of you had a good 'ren ri'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521207427068512640-7074292611920571056?l=nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/feeds/7074292611920571056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521207427068512640&amp;postID=7074292611920571056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/7074292611920571056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/7074292611920571056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-time-of-year-again.html' title='Its the time of the year again!'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578138428422262438</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/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYagFc1C2DI/AAAAAAAACro/-wF-swwi3RM/s72-c/DSC06391.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521207427068512640.post-5854197898412296707</id><published>2009-01-30T00:29:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T01:19:16.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese New Year at Sentosa!</title><content type='html'>My day started off with an interview that was a total waste of my time. I applied for the job as a corporate communications executive not long ago, and was quite glad when i received a call to go for an interview. The first time round, the lady called me to arrange for an interview, and she followed up by msging the details of the interview, saying it was to be held at M hotel. One day before, she msged to say she needs to postpone the date for some reasons. When she msg me to postpone the date, i was kinda suspicious of the position. Like which company can be so 'flexible' in changing interview times like that. Therefore, i asked is this a sales job? She replied, 'oh you have to dabble in A BIT of sales, i will tell you more during the interview'. So i went, and when i almost reached M hotel, i received another msg from her, 'my event has ended at M hotel, could you please proceed to the Fuji Xerox building instead'. From there i knew it was insurance! I have nothing against insurance agents but i don't want to work in this line, and i felt that she 'cheated' me with the position of corp comms just to make me go down. The moment i knew it was insurance i felt that it was a total waste of time i went down because i really am not suited for this job. Wasted petrol, parking fees, and most importantly sleeping time. I realise more and more of this type of things are happening, like using bogus position names to lure people down for interviews when ultimately, they are just looking for financial planners. Names like client relationship executive, management trainee, customer service executive are used, and now there is something new, corporate comms! Why can't they just be honest and say they are looking for financial planners, and really attract the correct people that are truely interested in this line and not waste people's time by misleading them into thinking they are going for an interview for a position that they are interested in. And why say M hotel first then on that day itself change it to the fuji xerox building? Seriously full of crap. Anyways, the second part of the day did cheer me up. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the interview, Susan and me proceeded to Suntec City for lunch, and we had dim sum........in the food court! Haha, you can get good food without having to spend too much money too ; ) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYHZtIj3wiI/AAAAAAAACqA/HG21bi65FzA/s1600-h/IMG_0755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296754006179693090" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYHZtIj3wiI/AAAAAAAACqA/HG21bi65FzA/s400/IMG_0755.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After lunch, the 2 of us were too full, so we just did window shopping and walked around to digest our food. I went into charles and keith and saw the shoe that i have been looking for quite some time. Many outlets just didn't have my size, and the branch there didn't too. So the kind staff helped me enquire at other branches and walah! They had one at Vivo, i was so happy! And since we were going to Vivo, Susan and I decided to go to Sentosa to 'play'. Sentosa was not the usual Sentosa, there were lots of tourist this time round! Think it's because now is the CNY period thus resulting in the large amount of tourist. In a way it was a good thing because it created the holiday feel and just made the atmosphere more lively. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYHaO6AqPRI/AAAAAAAACqI/-z4F0YD6LLY/s1600-h/IMG_0759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296754586389462290" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYHaO6AqPRI/AAAAAAAACqI/-z4F0YD6LLY/s400/IMG_0759.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted to go and try the LUGE, you know take the cable car like thing up and glide down on this manual go kart thing and i was quite scared when i was on that thing going up. It was so high up, and the cable car like thing was  so flimsy, totally freaky man. But the view and wind was good, great experience i must say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYHahjoKPjI/AAAAAAAACqQ/pnX9An0A9H8/s1600-h/IMG_0777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296754906798636594" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYHahjoKPjI/AAAAAAAACqQ/pnX9An0A9H8/s400/IMG_0777.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYHaO6AqPRI/AAAAAAAACqI/-z4F0YD6LLY/s1600-h/IMG_0759.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Afraid of rides, but not afraid of heights&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYHanEpo1BI/AAAAAAAACqY/_VOk82_QNE4/s1600-h/IMG_0779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296755001562551314" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYHanEpo1BI/AAAAAAAACqY/_VOk82_QNE4/s400/IMG_0779.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look how easy is it to fall out of that thing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYHavA9aiwI/AAAAAAAACqg/kl2vkgDSJXk/s1600-h/IMG_0787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296755138010712834" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYHavA9aiwI/AAAAAAAACqg/kl2vkgDSJXk/s400/IMG_0787.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On ground and proceeding for our ride&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYHa2CXxEyI/AAAAAAAACqo/Pv51cn3idh4/s1600-h/IMG_0788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296755258648761122" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYHa2CXxEyI/AAAAAAAACqo/Pv51cn3idh4/s400/IMG_0788.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All geared up and ready to go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the ride we went to Palawan beach to look for the rocky bridge and that very nice look resort look alike house for some photo taking session since we had time to spare before we go for dinner. It feels good to just walk around in the open and enjoying the surroundings and serenity, something that we won't get to do often if we start working (provided that we can find a job).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYHbBhJRisI/AAAAAAAACqw/leXGF9f6FKE/s1600-h/IMG_0805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296755455888034498" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYHbBhJRisI/AAAAAAAACqw/leXGF9f6FKE/s400/IMG_0805.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crossing the rocky bridge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYHbOguSpPI/AAAAAAAACq4/vkP73zz-S6c/s1600-h/IMG_0824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296755679113159922" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYHbOguSpPI/AAAAAAAACq4/vkP73zz-S6c/s400/IMG_0824.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYHbXBVap8I/AAAAAAAACrA/emsCU6xeouI/s1600-h/IMG_0814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296755825306150850" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYHbXBVap8I/AAAAAAAACrA/emsCU6xeouI/s400/IMG_0814.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The walk back and forth make us start to feel hungry, and we went to a cafe by the beach which Susan assures is nice for dinner. And yes, i think its nice too with reasonable pricing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYHbqOxsD2I/AAAAAAAACrI/jY9yNPW4NZU/s1600-h/IMG_0855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296756155331907426" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYHbqOxsD2I/AAAAAAAACrI/jY9yNPW4NZU/s400/IMG_0855.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fish and Chips, BBQ Pork Ribs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYHcAwz1TvI/AAAAAAAACrY/XPy9NtBl2oI/s1600-h/IMG_0864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296756542424829682" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYHcAwz1TvI/AAAAAAAACrY/XPy9NtBl2oI/s400/IMG_0864.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chilling by the beach after dinner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYHb1rRa1gI/AAAAAAAACrQ/oIkBGQtDYPc/s1600-h/IMG_0858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296756351959750146" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYHb1rRa1gI/AAAAAAAACrQ/oIkBGQtDYPc/s400/IMG_0858.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Susan looking like she just woke up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYHcMPIl2DI/AAAAAAAACrg/yKsw9hJb27U/s1600-h/IMG_0869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296756739543521330" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYHcMPIl2DI/AAAAAAAACrg/yKsw9hJb27U/s400/IMG_0869.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Picture by the beach to end off the night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really enjoyed my day, and its been a while since i went to Sentosa as a 'tourist' to play since stupid leb always never wants to walk around with me haha. It feels healthier too to be walking around instead of always sitting down to eat and drink. I want to do this again! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521207427068512640-5854197898412296707?l=nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/feeds/5854197898412296707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521207427068512640&amp;postID=5854197898412296707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/5854197898412296707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/5854197898412296707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/2009/01/chinese-new-year-at-sentosa.html' title='Chinese New Year at Sentosa!'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578138428422262438</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/_livtiHG3RFQ/SYHZtIj3wiI/AAAAAAAACqA/HG21bi65FzA/s72-c/IMG_0755.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521207427068512640.post-5448256897622557261</id><published>2009-01-27T00:36:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T01:00:23.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cannot believe that one year just passed like that. Stepping into my granny's house today seem so familiar, like i just went there the day before. Everything is the same, just that everyone seema to have aged. This makes me feel a little guilty as well cause i only see my grandma like once a year or on special occasions such as her 80th birthday. Guess this is a timely reminder that i should visit her more often. Anyway this year's start of visitation was at my own place cause my ah gong is staying here. Good thing because i can get to sleep longer and don't have to wake up so early in the morning to prepare. Managed to sleep till 11am on a CNY morning, feels so good. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The gush of The Little Nyonya has penetrated into our family with the emergence of two little nyonya's, namely my sis and evangeline. As for me, i was a big red fire cracker haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SX3mwGQ8GZI/AAAAAAAACow/C9R-BSVuIxg/s1600-h/DSC06279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295642450847340946" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SX3mwGQ8GZI/AAAAAAAACow/C9R-BSVuIxg/s400/DSC06279.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nyonya lady and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SX3mp23jDEI/AAAAAAAACoo/f_wVnAAyeB4/s1600-h/DSC06278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295642343635094594" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SX3mp23jDEI/AAAAAAAACoo/f_wVnAAyeB4/s320/DSC06278.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the small nyonya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SX3m0Z4Kl6I/AAAAAAAACo4/QoM88fWARYI/s1600-h/DSC06288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295642524831618978" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SX3m0Z4Kl6I/AAAAAAAACo4/QoM88fWARYI/s400/DSC06288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The ladies of the Teo family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SX3m9IEUcWI/AAAAAAAACpI/R5nmMXCzc2E/s1600-h/DSC06300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295642674669580642" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SX3m9IEUcWI/AAAAAAAACpI/R5nmMXCzc2E/s400/DSC06300.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kungfu boy and Miko&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SX3m5Msz9cI/AAAAAAAACpA/ox_md87aYIA/s1600-h/DSC06292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295642607193683394" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SX3m5Msz9cI/AAAAAAAACpA/ox_md87aYIA/s400/DSC06292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our family; that is inclusive of Miko, but she didn't look!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At about 2 plus, everyone left my place and we headed off to my maternal grandma's side. This year feels a little different for me, I don't know why but somehow i feel that its a more friendly year. Talked to my cousins and aunties, but i mingled around the most with sweetheart joshua.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SX3nJ1FfIHI/AAAAAAAACpY/q4YE5aekdvc/s1600-h/DSC06312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295642892912500850" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SX3nJ1FfIHI/AAAAAAAACpY/q4YE5aekdvc/s400/DSC06312.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes...this is the sweetheart i am talking about&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SX3nDNXNqdI/AAAAAAAACpQ/JAtMT54bij4/s1600-h/DSC06305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295642779170220498" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SX3nDNXNqdI/AAAAAAAACpQ/JAtMT54bij4/s400/DSC06305.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other than that, we had 2 dogs in the house this year. The little tiny silky terrier i saw last year has grew bigger, and was constantly being chased around by my other uncle's horny jack russell haha. Poor little thing was traumatised, and kept running to my cousin for protection. She did a little fashion show for us too...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SX3nOL-ZB7I/AAAAAAAACpg/jBj77O_Uhv0/s1600-h/DSC06316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295642967776233394" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SX3nOL-ZB7I/AAAAAAAACpg/jBj77O_Uhv0/s400/DSC06316.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So how do i look in denim?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SX3nR0GKHWI/AAAAAAAACpo/R_eT1Lk5Bcw/s1600-h/DSC06317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295643030085836130" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SX3nR0GKHWI/AAAAAAAACpo/R_eT1Lk5Bcw/s400/DSC06317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or is my burberry like shirt better?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SX3nWElXZsI/AAAAAAAACpw/QC9TMXbXDTE/s1600-h/DSC06319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295643103231174338" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SX3nWElXZsI/AAAAAAAACpw/QC9TMXbXDTE/s400/DSC06319.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think i still look best in pink la&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I stayed at my granny's place pretty long this year, all the way till 6 something before i went home for the second round of reunion. My mother prepared mee siam and popiah but i didn't have a great appetite today. Also i think the pounds and kgs are back to haunt me again so i'd have to watch it haha. Overall, this year was rather fullfilling for me. I didn't feel as bored as past years, and it was fun talking to my cousins whom i seldom have conversations with. And having lovely kids around me also makes CNY such a happy event. Tomorro will be at my auntie's place, hopefully it would be another round of fun catching up too, hope you guys enjoyed your first day of CNY too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521207427068512640-5448256897622557261?l=nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/feeds/5448256897622557261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521207427068512640&amp;postID=5448256897622557261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/5448256897622557261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/5448256897622557261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year-2009.html' title='Happy New Year 2009'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578138428422262438</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/_livtiHG3RFQ/SX3mwGQ8GZI/AAAAAAAACow/C9R-BSVuIxg/s72-c/DSC06279.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521207427068512640.post-3145057463248632190</id><published>2009-01-25T22:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T22:31:59.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In order to prepare Miko for Chinese New Year tomorrow, i decided to give her a bath. Its been ages since i last bathe the dog, and its no easy feat. But Miko is quite a darling, she doesnt run about like a mad dog, neither does she keep moving around. Halfway through her leash came off and i didn't even realise because she just stood there happily, and allowed me to shower her. After her bath we left her by the gate to air dry her a bit and she smells so nice now = ) &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXx1fJNaS1I/AAAAAAAACoI/c7_6nlv75OI/s1600-h/IMG_0672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295236439789423442" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXx1fJNaS1I/AAAAAAAACoI/c7_6nlv75OI/s320/IMG_0672.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No, I don't feel like taking photos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXx1uM64QCI/AAAAAAAACog/_TQGnSwCsjU/s1600-h/IMG_0684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295236698483474466" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXx1uM64QCI/AAAAAAAACog/_TQGnSwCsjU/s320/IMG_0684.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I said i am not interested&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXx1pCaSwsI/AAAAAAAACoY/lMmUNI8z56o/s1600-h/IMG_0681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295236609763099330" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXx1pCaSwsI/AAAAAAAACoY/lMmUNI8z56o/s320/IMG_0681.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fine fine...make it quick please&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXx1kILRXII/AAAAAAAACoQ/C4cKB3Y2MUo/s1600-h/IMG_0673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295236525411359874" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXx1kILRXII/AAAAAAAACoQ/C4cKB3Y2MUo/s320/IMG_0673.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK. This is the best i can do for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How i wish i can bring her along for visitations but i guess she has to stay at home, but i shall buy her a big nice bone soon for her CNY gift!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521207427068512640-3145057463248632190?l=nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/feeds/3145057463248632190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521207427068512640&amp;postID=3145057463248632190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/3145057463248632190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/3145057463248632190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/2009/01/in-order-to-prepare-miko-for-chinese.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578138428422262438</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/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXx1fJNaS1I/AAAAAAAACoI/c7_6nlv75OI/s72-c/IMG_0672.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521207427068512640.post-3079405851140659543</id><published>2009-01-24T22:47:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T23:21:32.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st round of reunion dinner</title><content type='html'>Since my sister got married, we have been having two reunion dinners every year so that we are still able to have our reunion dinner together despite her being married. This year we decided to eat at NUSS, not at the suntec branch, but the Bukit Timah one. This is my first time there and at the start i wasn't too fond of the place because the customer service was not as good as the one at Suntec, but after tasting the food I must say its good. Its slightly more pricey and more towards the fine dinning type so its not as children friendly with the multiple cutlery and wine glasses all over the place. The restaurant is situated in an old colonial looking building with a tinge of oriental look because of the timber decorations inside. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXsroLzq7lI/AAAAAAAACn4/-JUayhSy3Co/s1600-h/DSC06268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294873756268424786" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXsroLzq7lI/AAAAAAAACn4/-JUayhSy3Co/s400/DSC06268.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The building&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXsqbfXPnPI/AAAAAAAACl4/PF5VF8BHEUo/s1600-h/DSC06212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294872438667975922" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXsqbfXPnPI/AAAAAAAACl4/PF5VF8BHEUo/s400/DSC06212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love the big gold plates&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXsqlPhHmOI/AAAAAAAACmI/3gUEDoMiiy8/s1600-h/DSC06220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294872606213118178" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXsqlPhHmOI/AAAAAAAACmI/3gUEDoMiiy8/s400/DSC06220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sis and I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXsqpTCSDxI/AAAAAAAACmQ/B_GAVfw4JT4/s1600-h/DSC06221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294872675876998930" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXsqpTCSDxI/AAAAAAAACmQ/B_GAVfw4JT4/s400/DSC06221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was time to order and when I looked at the menu, i was already unsatisfied with the soup, definitely not something i would order on a a la carte menu, but nevertheless i decided to try. Turns out that everything on the menu was good and very refreshing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXsqf5af7JI/AAAAAAAACmA/TF32AxMhjmY/s1600-h/DSC06215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294872514380426386" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXsqf5af7JI/AAAAAAAACmA/TF32AxMhjmY/s400/DSC06215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I chose the cold appetizer which is raw salmon; my main was grilled lobster with assorted seafood and the dessert was warm banana with rum in crepe. As mentioned, the soup was seafood with green chilli chowder. And in between our appetizer and main course, the served some lemon sorbet thing with sakae jelly which was new to me; i thought sweet things were always left to the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXsrCDqJQfI/AAAAAAAACmw/m5sqsETKLc0/s1600-h/DSC06230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294873101245956594" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXsrCDqJQfI/AAAAAAAACmw/m5sqsETKLc0/s200/DSC06230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXsrFzWJ5tI/AAAAAAAACm4/6QhhjXOopsg/s1600-h/DSC06233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294873165586622162" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXsrFzWJ5tI/AAAAAAAACm4/6QhhjXOopsg/s200/DSC06233.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXsrNNqudcI/AAAAAAAACnI/vZHOHX2YMGU/s1600-h/DSC06240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294873292911310274" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXsrNNqudcI/AAAAAAAACnI/vZHOHX2YMGU/s200/DSC06240.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXsrWfSORPI/AAAAAAAACnY/iyEGc5Px64Q/s1600-h/DSC06247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294873452259198194" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXsrWfSORPI/AAAAAAAACnY/iyEGc5Px64Q/s200/DSC06247.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXsrJRFFufI/AAAAAAAACnA/klTa5L4o1ho/s1600-h/DSC06237.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                            &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXsrJRFFufI/AAAAAAAACnA/klTa5L4o1ho/s1600-h/DSC06237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294873225107716594" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXsrJRFFufI/AAAAAAAACnA/klTa5L4o1ho/s200/DSC06237.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must rave about my main course, the grilled lobster with other seafood type like scallops, prawns, cod fish and clams. They were all freaking fresh and juicy! Every bite into them revealed something sweet and succulent, and they were all very chewy too which means fresh! Haha. Even the clams were not fishy and this is my first time eating chewy cod fish as well. Mmmm...next time if i want seafood, i will think of this place definitely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXsrNNqudcI/AAAAAAAACnI/vZHOHX2YMGU/s1600-h/DSC06240.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXsrSEW3p-I/AAAAAAAACnQ/Gk7Rh36B8JE/s1600-h/DSC06243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294873376311453666" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXsrSEW3p-I/AAAAAAAACnQ/Gk7Rh36B8JE/s200/DSC06243.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The left-overs, nothing but shells&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After our dinner, we went on to explore the lounge upstairs and were just hanging around the balcony. I found another nice chill out place ; ) Best part is its not crowded so we won't have to queue next time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXsrfOGilBI/AAAAAAAACno/66It4rdY1Zk/s1600-h/DSC06257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294873602265617426" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXsrfOGilBI/AAAAAAAACno/66It4rdY1Zk/s400/DSC06257.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sweet pea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXsra84kOxI/AAAAAAAACng/LMUDar9Pemk/s1600-h/DSC06256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294873528924125970" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXsra84kOxI/AAAAAAAACng/LMUDar9Pemk/s400/DSC06256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Definitely a happy reunion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXsrjeXyn7I/AAAAAAAACnw/CuFBQ-yRODE/s1600-h/DSC06263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294873675352416178" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXsrjeXyn7I/AAAAAAAACnw/CuFBQ-yRODE/s400/DSC06263.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That marks the end of our first round of reunion dinner. Tomorrow it will be with the old foggies like my ah gong and aunt, but this year it would be in the garden i think. Doubt i'll take pics so see you all after CNY or after the first day, Happy New Year to all and Gong Xi Fa Cai! God bess!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521207427068512640-3079405851140659543?l=nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/feeds/3079405851140659543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521207427068512640&amp;postID=3079405851140659543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/3079405851140659543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/3079405851140659543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/2009/01/1st-round-of-reunion-dinner.html' title='1st round of reunion dinner'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578138428422262438</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/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXsroLzq7lI/AAAAAAAACn4/-JUayhSy3Co/s72-c/DSC06268.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521207427068512640.post-360300669824975718</id><published>2009-01-22T23:19:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T23:54:52.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ring a ring a rose, a pocket full of posies</title><content type='html'>I brought the girls to this little cafe at Vivocity today which i personally have a very good impression of. The customer service is great, the flowers makes the place look alluring(in my opinion) and the food is good as well. Not those atas restaurant type but more of the homely kind, but i can say for sure that the price matches up to the food perfectly! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXiStsX4y2I/AAAAAAAAClo/CTpK51VimPM/s1600-h/IMG_0661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294142675677137762" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXiStsX4y2I/AAAAAAAAClo/CTpK51VimPM/s400/IMG_0661.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the name of the cafe is cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXiS1h3jd_I/AAAAAAAAClw/IY4UwAN_l5c/s1600-h/IMG_0662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294142810296121330" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXiS1h3jd_I/AAAAAAAAClw/IY4UwAN_l5c/s400/IMG_0662.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The range of flowers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't too hungry today so i just opted for a grilled chicken salad, hmm... not fantastic but passable. But i loved the tea i had. I can't remember the name but its something like green tea mixed with peach, blueberry and something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXiSMT54HMI/AAAAAAAAClQ/SXZS2Jf1eSQ/s1600-h/IMG_0652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294142102173129922" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXiSMT54HMI/AAAAAAAAClQ/SXZS2Jf1eSQ/s400/IMG_0652.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grilled Chicken Salad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXiRuq3_LbI/AAAAAAAACkw/NPA4tUlQQjE/s1600-h/IMG_0644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294141592943144370" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXiRuq3_LbI/AAAAAAAACkw/NPA4tUlQQjE/s400/IMG_0644.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy had the set lunch of the day, consisting of a main course, freshly made mushroom soup, drink, and a piece of cake. I think it was only 12.90 nett or 13.90 nett, very reasonable right? Furthermore the soup is not those canned type but made with fresh mushroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXiSfIvmSrI/AAAAAAAAClg/DT7BonyYCX4/s1600-h/IMG_0654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294142425594743474" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXiSfIvmSrI/AAAAAAAAClg/DT7BonyYCX4/s400/IMG_0654.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fried fish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mel's pasta was good too. Very creamy and rich, not the typical 'gelat' type and its very fragrant too if you know what i mean haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXiSSLcyLrI/AAAAAAAAClY/Xk0Nv3RXqVk/s1600-h/IMG_0653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294142202982837938" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXiSSLcyLrI/AAAAAAAAClY/Xk0Nv3RXqVk/s400/IMG_0653.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Alfredo with bacon and mushroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXiR01n4LgI/AAAAAAAACk4/td6yz9MPhbU/s1600-h/IMG_0646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294141698907581954" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXiR01n4LgI/AAAAAAAACk4/td6yz9MPhbU/s400/IMG_0646.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mel very satisfied with her tea too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXiR_BpmriI/AAAAAAAAClI/StmF_Q6zEYY/s1600-h/IMG_0650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294141873934741026" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXiR_BpmriI/AAAAAAAAClI/StmF_Q6zEYY/s400/IMG_0650.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXiR5qcaafI/AAAAAAAAClA/MKjYSOZ2RLw/s1600-h/IMG_0649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294141781806049778" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXiR5qcaafI/AAAAAAAAClA/MKjYSOZ2RLw/s400/IMG_0649.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The day ended with shopping and i again splurged. I think i have a complusive shopping behavior now which is very bad! I need to be locked up at home and tame myself down, so chinese new year is here at a very good time. Firstly i will get more money, secondly shops will be closed to no shopping for me and visitation will take up my time haha. Anyways talking about shopping i just bought a new pair of shoes for running, and this is not splurging because i got it at a really good price! My new pair of adidas running shoes at only $60 bucks! Love it = )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXiRpy6x6rI/AAAAAAAACko/95U0gJVGSiA/s1600-h/IMG_0641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294141509202995890" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXiRpy6x6rI/AAAAAAAACko/95U0gJVGSiA/s400/IMG_0641.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521207427068512640-360300669824975718?l=nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/feeds/360300669824975718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521207427068512640&amp;postID=360300669824975718' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/360300669824975718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/360300669824975718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/2009/01/ring-ring-rose-pocket-full-of-posies.html' title='Ring a ring a rose, a pocket full of posies'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578138428422262438</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/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXiStsX4y2I/AAAAAAAAClo/CTpK51VimPM/s72-c/IMG_0661.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521207427068512640.post-3107309192751893148</id><published>2009-01-19T14:38:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T15:10:24.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Over the weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I agreed to Yoke Huey's date to go to White Rabbit on Sat, but of course i dragged Susan Chia along so that they 3 of us could spend some time together. I love the surroundings and decor in the restaurant, makes me feel like i am having breakfast in a very peaceful and serene church on a beautiful Saturday afternoon. And best of all, they had cushion seats! Food wise, i don't think it's really that fantastic, and i would rather pasta mania actually. But i would have to compliment it for its freshness. This is still an early statement, because i have yet to try their dinner menu and dinner slots were fully booked that day so i guess something there during dinner must be good, tell you guys again if i ever go there again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXQhI41d8fI/AAAAAAAACgs/A0idue4HwoU/s1600-h/IMG_0590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292891898646491634" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXQhI41d8fI/AAAAAAAACgs/A0idue4HwoU/s400/IMG_0590.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXQhNHdlMBI/AAAAAAAACg0/8QClOYpuE2E/s1600-h/IMG_0598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292891971292311570" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXQhNHdlMBI/AAAAAAAACg0/8QClOYpuE2E/s400/IMG_0598.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXQhRWNLcoI/AAAAAAAACg8/1Fh3PLqFcsI/s1600-h/IMG_0599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292892043969524354" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXQhRWNLcoI/AAAAAAAACg8/1Fh3PLqFcsI/s400/IMG_0599.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seafood Marinara, Macaroni Cheese, Wild Mushroom Spag &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXQhWJ_x9kI/AAAAAAAAChE/uOJtY1YHlME/s1600-h/IMG_0607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292892126591448642" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXQhWJ_x9kI/AAAAAAAAChE/uOJtY1YHlME/s400/IMG_0607.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the entrance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXQhbw0xDfI/AAAAAAAAChM/xpKRRMr4gzE/s1600-h/IMG_0610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292892222913580530" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXQhbw0xDfI/AAAAAAAAChM/xpKRRMr4gzE/s400/IMG_0610.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXQhisWUAHI/AAAAAAAAChU/DXmGShguqlo/s1600-h/IMG_0611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292892341971189874" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXQhisWUAHI/AAAAAAAAChU/DXmGShguqlo/s400/IMG_0611.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After lunch, we decided to head down to starubucks for my coffee craving. I love the Ice Cafe Mocha there, i think its the best in the world! Makes it even more tempting when i think of the whipped cream topping. Actually i was never a fan of whipped cream, and it was because of an 'accident' that i fell in love with it. I usually order my drinks without it, but one fine day when i went to have my coffee fix the staff accidentally added whipped cream to my drink. I thought it would be quite troublesome to request for a new cup just because of something so minor, and being a nice customer i accepted my drink and walah! The mixture of my Ice Cafe Mocha and the whipped cream was too good for me to resist it ever again. Since then i always had to have whipped cream, thus resulting in extra pounds as well = ( Ok anyways back to Saturday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXQhoD1-uOI/AAAAAAAAChc/OxLvc3Lw4Kg/s1600-h/IMG_0617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292892434177374434" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXQhoD1-uOI/AAAAAAAAChc/OxLvc3Lw4Kg/s400/IMG_0617.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maria with the coffee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXQhtNaWqMI/AAAAAAAAChk/sGxXDQd09po/s1600-h/IMG_0623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292892522645203138" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXQhtNaWqMI/AAAAAAAAChk/sGxXDQd09po/s400/IMG_0623.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maria then turned mafia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXQhxa12veI/AAAAAAAAChs/jYU17lPmsWA/s1600-h/IMG_0624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292892594969689570" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXQhxa12veI/AAAAAAAAChs/jYU17lPmsWA/s400/IMG_0624.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gang Leader&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXQh2STUL_I/AAAAAAAACh0/77q3xZBQGvI/s1600-h/IMG_0625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292892678576680946" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXQh2STUL_I/AAAAAAAACh0/77q3xZBQGvI/s400/IMG_0625.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The follower&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On that day itself, i received a msg from Suye informing me of her return to Singapore, and that made my day. My fellow bimbo whom i love hanging out with. Despite the distance, time, or age, our friendship will never grow awkward. This is the kind of friend that i cherish greatly and would want to be friends always for the rest of my life. Since i was meeting shiwei (a very special friend too) for lunch on Sunday, we all met. Its been years since the 3 of us had lunch together, wish we could do this more often. Liping was there earlier on too, but too bad she had to leave so early, so it was down to the 3 of us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXQiFUEj4tI/AAAAAAAACiM/8K0hjrjiqQI/s1600-h/IMG_0635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292892936749703890" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXQiFUEj4tI/AAAAAAAACiM/8K0hjrjiqQI/s400/IMG_0635.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bimbo leader: Miss Suye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXQiAXQAVII/AAAAAAAACiE/aSXHulxKnQs/s1600-h/IMG_0634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292892851703665794" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXQiAXQAVII/AAAAAAAACiE/aSXHulxKnQs/s400/IMG_0634.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The lady that has been missing: Miss Shiwei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXQh7qA7NJI/AAAAAAAACh8/SegVj8bsUJI/s1600-h/IMG_0633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292892770841343122" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXQh7qA7NJI/AAAAAAAACh8/SegVj8bsUJI/s400/IMG_0633.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you both!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521207427068512640-3107309192751893148?l=nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/feeds/3107309192751893148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521207427068512640&amp;postID=3107309192751893148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/3107309192751893148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/3107309192751893148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/2009/01/over-weekend.html' title='Over the weekend'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578138428422262438</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/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXQhI41d8fI/AAAAAAAACgs/A0idue4HwoU/s72-c/IMG_0590.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521207427068512640.post-8405149511296377049</id><published>2009-01-19T02:39:00.034+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T14:37:35.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok...I know i went missing again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But now i am back! Well, i stopped writing because i accidentally deleted away my tagbox and i didn't know how to put it back so i got irritated and didn't feel like blogging anymore haha, i know childish but now i am back so shhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm, so what have I been up too since sept? I went to Phuket, went for my graduation in Melbourne, celebrated Christmas and New Year and some other random everyday stuff, so just the major updates. Its late now and i am very lazy so i will just catagorize them k.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Phuket&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXOAOEyNewI/AAAAAAAACf0/-fG1lYuEkyc/s1600-h/DSC03056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292714966381329154" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXOAOEyNewI/AAAAAAAACf0/-fG1lYuEkyc/s400/DSC03056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXOAhDFIXtI/AAAAAAAACgU/Csy-r-B5Yzo/s1600-h/DSC04969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292715292341329618" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXOAhDFIXtI/AAAAAAAACgU/Csy-r-B5Yzo/s400/DSC04969.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXOASdUk6xI/AAAAAAAACf8/OwBos-rz4hA/s1600-h/DSC03122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292715041687399186" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXOASdUk6xI/AAAAAAAACf8/OwBos-rz4hA/s400/DSC03122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXOAXgTiRtI/AAAAAAAACgE/KhZE5xwsfsg/s1600-h/DSC03126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292715128387684050" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXOAXgTiRtI/AAAAAAAACgE/KhZE5xwsfsg/s400/DSC03126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXOAnrgMHVI/AAAAAAAACgc/aG6BvixUk5Q/s1600-h/DSC05145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292715406271454546" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXOAnrgMHVI/AAAAAAAACgc/aG6BvixUk5Q/s400/DSC05145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXOAcHO12bI/AAAAAAAACgM/Nbgr4pITNSs/s1600-h/DSC03147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292715207556454834" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXOAcHO12bI/AAAAAAAACgM/Nbgr4pITNSs/s400/DSC03147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXOAvY0wIUI/AAAAAAAACgk/6cs37h2b5Ek/s1600-h/IMG_0683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292715538696380738" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXOAvY0wIUI/AAAAAAAACgk/6cs37h2b5Ek/s400/IMG_0683.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Australia Grad Trip&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXN8XtmV85I/AAAAAAAACc0/MSs3J8f2UGg/s1600-h/DSC05491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292710733909717906" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXN8XtmV85I/AAAAAAAACc0/MSs3J8f2UGg/s400/DSC05491.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXN8b1M0P2I/AAAAAAAACc8/VZOW9XfaTUw/s1600-h/DSC05492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292710804669611874" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXN8b1M0P2I/AAAAAAAACc8/VZOW9XfaTUw/s400/DSC05492.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXN8h8OhMGI/AAAAAAAACdE/So6OrvIbwAc/s1600-h/DSC05511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292710909635014754" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXN8h8OhMGI/AAAAAAAACdE/So6OrvIbwAc/s400/DSC05511.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXN8m9sXNDI/AAAAAAAACdM/gAeBbFHjhCs/s1600-h/DSC05526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292710995927970866" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXN8m9sXNDI/AAAAAAAACdM/gAeBbFHjhCs/s400/DSC05526.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Christmas Celebrations&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXN-BqFVJBI/AAAAAAAACe0/1qX6ZhvZ2DI/s1600-h/IMG_0073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292712554032079890" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXN-BqFVJBI/AAAAAAAACe0/1qX6ZhvZ2DI/s400/IMG_0073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXN98jgeK_I/AAAAAAAACes/uRZJKG_-8aQ/s1600-h/IMG_0053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292712466367523826" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXN98jgeK_I/AAAAAAAACes/uRZJKG_-8aQ/s400/IMG_0053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXN-Gx5xt3I/AAAAAAAACe8/HSxzHiUbu40/s1600-h/IMG_0080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292712642030450546" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXN-Gx5xt3I/AAAAAAAACe8/HSxzHiUbu40/s400/IMG_0080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXN-OI4PIHI/AAAAAAAACfE/g9nblGPOxnU/s1600-h/IMG_0136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292712768457089138" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXN-OI4PIHI/AAAAAAAACfE/g9nblGPOxnU/s400/IMG_0136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXN-ULSrw5I/AAAAAAAACfM/Zpv3is9QzLM/s1600-h/IMG_0219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292712872184103826" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXN-ULSrw5I/AAAAAAAACfM/Zpv3is9QzLM/s400/IMG_0219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXN-ZmWzNoI/AAAAAAAACfU/iP-5wkPEGR4/s1600-h/IMG_0241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292712965348472450" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXN-ZmWzNoI/AAAAAAAACfU/iP-5wkPEGR4/s400/IMG_0241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXN-oJmrjwI/AAAAAAAACfc/e8R5vK70Yno/s1600-h/IMG_0310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292713215328489218" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXN-oJmrjwI/AAAAAAAACfc/e8R5vK70Yno/s400/IMG_0310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXN-vB4a2XI/AAAAAAAACfk/Mcb_ZgrjhKE/s1600-h/IMG_0318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292713333514492274" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXN-vB4a2XI/AAAAAAAACfk/Mcb_ZgrjhKE/s400/IMG_0318.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXN816vcG5I/AAAAAAAACdU/IbCTE6ZNOtk/s1600-h/DSC05836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292711252833606546" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXN816vcG5I/AAAAAAAACdU/IbCTE6ZNOtk/s400/DSC05836.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXN86qeOVGI/AAAAAAAACdc/RknAX2t3a6s/s1600-h/DSC05840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292711334365779042" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXN86qeOVGI/AAAAAAAACdc/RknAX2t3a6s/s400/DSC05840.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXN8_gAIq5I/AAAAAAAACdk/IXCqIq41EL4/s1600-h/DSC05848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292711417454570386" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXN8_gAIq5I/AAAAAAAACdk/IXCqIq41EL4/s400/DSC05848.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New Year's Eve Countdown at Angelshare&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXN9EokifRI/AAAAAAAACds/DSxftmxaRi4/s1600-h/DSC05921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292711505654086930" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXN9EokifRI/AAAAAAAACds/DSxftmxaRi4/s400/DSC05921.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXN9JrPLMyI/AAAAAAAACd0/PsU9jksF2FA/s1600-h/DSC05935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292711592269132578" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXN9JrPLMyI/AAAAAAAACd0/PsU9jksF2FA/s400/DSC05935.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXN9TRwpoXI/AAAAAAAACeE/zEoLVOH6k_k/s1600-h/DSC05949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292711757228908914" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXN9TRwpoXI/AAAAAAAACeE/zEoLVOH6k_k/s400/DSC05949.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXN9OKfhikI/AAAAAAAACd8/ryOW2jrjlac/s1600-h/DSC05947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292711669378681410" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXN9OKfhikI/AAAAAAAACd8/ryOW2jrjlac/s400/DSC05947.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXN9lS75chI/AAAAAAAACeU/OzDv7mROPfQ/s1600-h/DSC05958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292712066782163474" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXN9lS75chI/AAAAAAAACeU/OzDv7mROPfQ/s400/DSC05958.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXN9rG5gaeI/AAAAAAAACec/G0Z5faeKesY/s1600-h/DSC05982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292712166630124002" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXN9rG5gaeI/AAAAAAAACec/G0Z5faeKesY/s400/DSC05982.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXN9f3LAu9I/AAAAAAAACeM/j0_w0B1cXlY/s1600-h/DSC05955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292711973430016978" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXN9f3LAu9I/AAAAAAAACeM/j0_w0B1cXlY/s400/DSC05955.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, so these marks the major happenings towards the end of 2008. Stepping into this new year is a great time of uncertainty, guess everyone feels that way too with this stupid economic crisis. Jobs are scarce, people are getting layed off and i don't know what's coming up next. I have a few options that i am thinking about in my head, but i hope God will provide and open doors of opportunities, everything is in his hands. Will blog more often now, see you guys soon = )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Trust in the Lord with all your heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;and lean not on your own understanding&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;In all your ways acknowledge him&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;and he will make your paths straight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Trust in the Lord with all your heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521207427068512640-8405149511296377049?l=nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/feeds/8405149511296377049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521207427068512640&amp;postID=8405149511296377049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/8405149511296377049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/8405149511296377049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/2009/01/oki-know-i-went-missing-again.html' title='Ok...I know i went missing again'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578138428422262438</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/_livtiHG3RFQ/SXOAOEyNewI/AAAAAAAACf0/-fG1lYuEkyc/s72-c/DSC03056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521207427068512640.post-2338713423016609891</id><published>2008-09-30T19:45:00.033+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T21:48:28.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So what have I been doing?</title><content type='html'>Hello all! I know I have been missing in the blogsphere for quite some time and other than the word lazy, i have no other excuses haha. So now i will just briefly summarize what i have been doing since my return from Melbourne. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I came back for an internship at XXX (which i find is super screwed up), not the company itself, but the previous boss and perhaps the present one now too but I don't know him well. Will let you in on the story later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOITgIAuJzI/AAAAAAAABtA/hHHP6jDHYW8/s1600-h/DSC04146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251781558094669618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOITgIAuJzI/AAAAAAAABtA/hHHP6jDHYW8/s400/DSC04146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The few that accompanied me through the most boring times in the office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOITm2wZDZI/AAAAAAAABtI/2wMS7BpH9Jc/s1600-h/DSC04150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251781673721859474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOITm2wZDZI/AAAAAAAABtI/2wMS7BpH9Jc/s400/DSC04150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my messy table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOITsa5j9bI/AAAAAAAABtQ/7RG4kyXjETk/s1600-h/DSC04157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251781769323345330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOITsa5j9bI/AAAAAAAABtQ/7RG4kyXjETk/s400/DSC04157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me at work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOITz1-WuDI/AAAAAAAABtY/G2-2b6hrT4A/s1600-h/DSC04166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251781896850290738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOITz1-WuDI/AAAAAAAABtY/G2-2b6hrT4A/s400/DSC04166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking through the old archives&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ok now why do i hate a love hate relationship with this company. Firstly i love this company because I had lots of hands on experience which greatly taught me a lot of skills , and it allowed me to do things i know i won't be able to do elsewhere in the near future. I hate this company because of the screwed up management when i was there. No standard operating procedures, not much guidance, and worse of all, everything is in a mess because of internal disputes. Right now, they still owe me a month's pay (even though its a small amt, i want it back). I contacted my ex boss (A), whom was the one that signed the contract to hire me. During then, he and the present boss now (B) had 50-50 shares of the company. However they had lots of disagreements and A agreed to sell his shares to B, but he would still be in the company. I don't know what happened after i left, but i contacted A to ask for my pay, and he told me that he got kicked out of the company, and i had to look for B to get my pay. It took me 3 days to contact B, and B told me that he gave some money to A and he is not liable for his debts cause he was not the one that hired me. I told that to A, and he asked me to go to the Ministry of Manpower. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Seriously what an asshole. I seriously don't know who should be liable, but i am going to wait for my documents from Melbourne and see what the MOM can do. Even if its not A's liabilty anymore, i am still pissed off at him. I mean he was the one who contracted me, and now he didnt even tell me what's happening, and just happily told me oh i got chased out of the company. That is so not my business, so i hope MOM will say he is liable, and if he doesn't want to pay, i hope he gets fined. I may sound evil, but i serious hate his irresponsible attitude man. Enough of this crap, its making me boil again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So during my internship of course i still went out. The first time I met my friends after such a long time was at Indulgz. Well i just have to say we did not have a very good first time there, but i heard that there is a change of chef and would love to go back to try. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOITGCc1CRI/AAAAAAAABso/8FjMcH5pjhk/s1600-h/DSC03413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251781109925349650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOITGCc1CRI/AAAAAAAABso/8FjMcH5pjhk/s400/DSC03413.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOISQf-tlEI/AAAAAAAABsI/u7kIpNn2yCU/s1600-h/DSC03395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251780190139159618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOISQf-tlEI/AAAAAAAABsI/u7kIpNn2yCU/s400/DSC03395.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halfway through our meals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOIS7494JTI/AAAAAAAABsg/XQ-8-c3PbTU/s1600-h/DSC03403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251780935580919090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOIS7494JTI/AAAAAAAABsg/XQ-8-c3PbTU/s400/DSC03403.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOISg7D7-FI/AAAAAAAABsY/VohfbdTSrvY/s1600-h/DSC03402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251780472286738514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOISg7D7-FI/AAAAAAAABsY/VohfbdTSrvY/s400/DSC03402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOISY-m2twI/AAAAAAAABsQ/xLnrq6uLeTg/s1600-h/DSC03400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251780335799547650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOISY-m2twI/AAAAAAAABsQ/xLnrq6uLeTg/s400/DSC03400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The next event would have to be the BBQ and pot luck party that Ing invited me and my poly friends to. There were a lot of people there, mainly seperated in 3 groups :her PWC friends, her church friends, and our MG friends. Of course there were the extra poly friends of mine haha. Some photos of that night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOITZbS-BFI/AAAAAAAABs4/aCXEfSLqTS0/s1600-h/DSC03483.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOITZbS-BFI/AAAAAAAABs4/aCXEfSLqTS0/s1600-h/DSC03483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251781443012396114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOITZbS-BFI/AAAAAAAABs4/aCXEfSLqTS0/s400/DSC03483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Susan, what's with the face?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOITRU3KE4I/AAAAAAAABsw/rKNu14DWl2E/s1600-h/DSC03478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251781303846179714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOITRU3KE4I/AAAAAAAABsw/rKNu14DWl2E/s400/DSC03478.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Now it's mei mei's turn with the weird expression&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOIR6qgUmHI/AAAAAAAABrw/nDZHsIHhIQU/s1600-h/DSC02712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251779815007361138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOIR6qgUmHI/AAAAAAAABrw/nDZHsIHhIQU/s400/DSC02712.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;By the pool side &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOIRyid3-SI/AAAAAAAABro/TtBb-wM55hY/s1600-h/DSC02700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251779675410659618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOIRyid3-SI/AAAAAAAABro/TtBb-wM55hY/s400/DSC02700.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Our little corner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOISA7wxNEI/AAAAAAAABr4/NH0zSs6Xfho/s1600-h/DSC02715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251779922718962754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOISA7wxNEI/AAAAAAAABr4/NH0zSs6Xfho/s400/DSC02715.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Up at her house with Oreo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOISI7_VFXI/AAAAAAAABsA/oZcxDtTR-dE/s1600-h/DSC02724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251780060218987890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOISI7_VFXI/AAAAAAAABsA/oZcxDtTR-dE/s400/DSC02724.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Our parting photo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Next on, Ing Ing invited us to her house for a BBQ again! This time round its just a smal group. I must say it was quite successful cause we managed to finish the food that day, and basically, the weather was good and clear too, the perfect kind of weather for a BBQ. Most importantly, we all had a good chat together, and the after program was good too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOIT8BePLBI/AAAAAAAABtg/XDEutqsMbsM/s1600-h/DSC04286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251782037375757330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOIT8BePLBI/AAAAAAAABtg/XDEutqsMbsM/s400/DSC04286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extra Hui Shien not looking at the camera!!! Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOIUDSGt1TI/AAAAAAAABto/ZS2teZA8KXI/s1600-h/DSC04291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251782162099590450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOIUDSGt1TI/AAAAAAAABto/ZS2teZA8KXI/s400/DSC04291.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The host and her two guests&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOIUTDXrNzI/AAAAAAAABtw/hJqBZWq4coU/s1600-h/DSC04295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251782433022097202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOIUTDXrNzI/AAAAAAAABtw/hJqBZWq4coU/s400/DSC04295.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Our after program at ChinaOne&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This is just a random thing i did during this period of time. Bringing the kids to Chinatown to buy lanterns haha, proudly sponsored by Aunty Susie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOIUce9D-KI/AAAAAAAABt4/25rmJ2HPBaE/s1600-h/DSC04329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251782595045488802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOIUce9D-KI/AAAAAAAABt4/25rmJ2HPBaE/s400/DSC04329.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me, Esaias, Evangeline and Aunty Susie = )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ing's trip to UK was confirmed, so we decided to go for a nice dinner at Dempsey Road. We have to part again, and its definitely weird not having your best friend by your side, but we are kind of used to it and no matter how long we will or have been apart from each other, we are always besties = )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOIZkawfd7I/AAAAAAAABuY/w8_aoYzaXX4/s1600-h/DSC04359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251788228916115378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOIZkawfd7I/AAAAAAAABuY/w8_aoYzaXX4/s400/DSC04359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;At The Prime Society&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOIZS5RCDOI/AAAAAAAABuI/sV5SAw8BN0o/s1600-h/DSC04349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251787927868017890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOIZS5RCDOI/AAAAAAAABuI/sV5SAw8BN0o/s400/DSC04349.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Can't wait to dig into the steak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOIZcCtwdYI/AAAAAAAABuQ/rNBWgh2X2RQ/s1600-h/DSC04350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251788085023241602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOIZcCtwdYI/AAAAAAAABuQ/rNBWgh2X2RQ/s400/DSC04350.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The perfect receipe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;For a more recent event, Susan, Ing and I ventured out for a supposedly relaxing spa. I have to say, it was not that relaxing, because the massage hurt like crap! Haha, not throughout, but because i experienced pain, I was afraid of the pain recurring again, so my body was very tensed throughout, and also ticklish. The massage therapist kept trying to crack my bones, but to no avail because i was too stiff. Besides, i hate cracking bones, it just freaks me out. But i have to say, the seaview and quietness of the location made it very refreshing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOIZsPeEngI/AAAAAAAABug/B4LoRLzX3-g/s1600-h/DSC04376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251788363325021698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOIZsPeEngI/AAAAAAAABug/B4LoRLzX3-g/s400/DSC04376.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Waiting to be transported there ; )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOIZ-k_syRI/AAAAAAAABuw/o2QuaC4qv6E/s1600-h/DSC04386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251788678340856082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOIZ-k_syRI/AAAAAAAABuw/o2QuaC4qv6E/s400/DSC04386.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On the way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOIaH31tYOI/AAAAAAAABu4/mwVSPe6hJgc/s1600-h/DSC04393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251788838018048226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOIaH31tYOI/AAAAAAAABu4/mwVSPe6hJgc/s400/DSC04393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We finally arrived&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOIZ32Yg3OI/AAAAAAAABuo/kxqxc-Lm5S8/s1600-h/DSC04379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251788562749250786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOIZ32Yg3OI/AAAAAAAABuo/kxqxc-Lm5S8/s400/DSC04379.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The clear sea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOIapRhM7pI/AAAAAAAABvA/WdVE1AS3pv0/s1600-h/DSC04410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251789411847040658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOIapRhM7pI/AAAAAAAABvA/WdVE1AS3pv0/s400/DSC04410.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Spa Villa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOIa0bP1MjI/AAAAAAAABvI/9hPPy474Gq8/s1600-h/DSC04426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251789603437097522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOIa0bP1MjI/AAAAAAAABvI/9hPPy474Gq8/s400/DSC04426.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After our massage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;To end off this entry, i shall post up pictures of yesterday. Finally met up with Melissa and Amy after such a long time at Bugis. Went to Shokudo there, and as usual i enjoyed the food, and of course the company. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOIcDyEAijI/AAAAAAAABvQ/anKS_diyjDw/s1600-h/DSC04446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251790966771190322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOIcDyEAijI/AAAAAAAABvQ/anKS_diyjDw/s400/DSC04446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOIZkawfd7I/AAAAAAAABuY/w8_aoYzaXX4/s1600-h/DSC04359.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The two women that needs to lose weight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOIcNc53eXI/AAAAAAAABvY/qBmaUq0Ly2Q/s1600-h/DSC04447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251791132890200434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOIcNc53eXI/AAAAAAAABvY/qBmaUq0Ly2Q/s400/DSC04447.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOIZS5RCDOI/AAAAAAAABuI/sV5SAw8BN0o/s1600-h/DSC04349.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Amy and Mel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOIcWOAL5RI/AAAAAAAABvg/UpZv_EQmetE/s1600-h/DSC04450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251791283508995346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOIcWOAL5RI/AAAAAAAABvg/UpZv_EQmetE/s400/DSC04450.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Our few precious moments&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hope you all enjoyed this entry, God bless!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521207427068512640-2338713423016609891?l=nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/feeds/2338713423016609891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521207427068512640&amp;postID=2338713423016609891' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/2338713423016609891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/2338713423016609891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-what-have-i-been-doing.html' title='So what have I been doing?'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578138428422262438</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/_livtiHG3RFQ/SOITgIAuJzI/AAAAAAAABtA/hHHP6jDHYW8/s72-c/DSC04146.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521207427068512640.post-6294103544483038161</id><published>2008-08-14T15:27:00.021+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T16:50:16.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To my dearest Sin</title><content type='html'>This blog entry is dedicate to my dearest Sin that just left back to Penang. I really enjoyed spending time with you even though it was quite short. I hope you enjoyed yourself as much too, and sorry if i wasn't a very good host ok? Remember to come down when you can, and my room, bed, toilet, hairdryer, and pillow will always be ready for you haha. Hope this entry can bring back the wonderful memories you had. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When i met Sin on Friday, it was already about 9 something, so we didn't really have much time to go out. We did go somewhere, but i choose to keep that confidential haha. Had a heart to heart talk (me, Sin, and Yoke Huey) that night, which felt good as it brought me back to the time when we stayed together before i flew back to Singapore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On this day, we had a full day to bring Sin out to play. Finally one day where i don't have work, or other commitments. Started off with going to Golden Mile to book Sin's bus ticket back to Penang, and headed off to Suntec for "Money No Enough 2". I would say that this was a funny show, some scenes were really hillarious, but the start was a bit slow. If you are quite a soft hearted person, i am sure you would shed some tears in the cinema. Anyway i am not doing a movie review here. Back to what we did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SKPfeR7euJI/AAAAAAAABpY/1DVURvvXDLA/s1600-h/DSC04068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234272903236597906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SKPfeR7euJI/AAAAAAAABpY/1DVURvvXDLA/s400/DSC04068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the entrance of Suntec&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SKPfmvfL0CI/AAAAAAAABpg/5Wf_oBDMcyk/s1600-h/DSC04069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234273048609935394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SKPfmvfL0CI/AAAAAAAABpg/5Wf_oBDMcyk/s400/DSC04069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the food bazzar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SKPfuBJ65tI/AAAAAAAABpo/VZse8iC9cAo/s1600-h/DSC04072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234273173611669202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SKPfuBJ65tI/AAAAAAAABpo/VZse8iC9cAo/s400/DSC04072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the escalator to the cinema&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We reached about 20 mins earlier, so we decided to go take some neo prints cause we never took a single one despite knowing each other for almost a year plus. Kind of wasted cause we only managed to choose 2 pictures due to our slow fingers, and also cause of difficulties in understanding the stupid machine. But i still love the pics = )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SKPgmBvN4mI/AAAAAAAABqY/JBZKZQmiPyU/s1600-h/DSC04107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234274135840776802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SKPgmBvN4mI/AAAAAAAABqY/JBZKZQmiPyU/s400/DSC04107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After our movie, we decided to bring Sin to Sakae Sushi. Along the way, we made her take some "landmarks" of Singapore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SKPf5jCYBPI/AAAAAAAABpw/4EpWjQ383ts/s1600-h/DSC04080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234273371685389554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SKPf5jCYBPI/AAAAAAAABpw/4EpWjQ383ts/s400/DSC04080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the Republic Foodcourt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SKPgCQ14aQI/AAAAAAAABp4/Ml_2GMYUs3E/s1600-h/DSC04083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234273521419970818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SKPgCQ14aQI/AAAAAAAABp4/Ml_2GMYUs3E/s400/DSC04083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the Suntec Convention Hall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Finally we reached the Sushi place. There's a branch in Penang as well, but Sushi sounded good to us and she did enjoy herself. Just look at that greedy face of hers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SKPgXVTcoqI/AAAAAAAABqI/L6xp8qFDAdo/s1600-h/DSC04089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234273883394974370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SKPgXVTcoqI/AAAAAAAABqI/L6xp8qFDAdo/s400/DSC04089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greedy Sin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SKPgI6vJSFI/AAAAAAAABqA/sMXSFJQCOug/s1600-h/DSC04087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234273635745220690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SKPgI6vJSFI/AAAAAAAABqA/sMXSFJQCOug/s400/DSC04087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 3 of us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After dinner, what do you think we did? Haha, for those of you that know us well, i think you should know the answer. More food. We did walk around a bit, but soon settled down at the cosy pacific coffee or company or what, i cannot remember the name haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SKPgdy363bI/AAAAAAAABqQ/iAR0wCv5u7U/s1600-h/DSC04094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234273994411793842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SKPgdy363bI/AAAAAAAABqQ/iAR0wCv5u7U/s400/DSC04094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheesecake, Tiramisu, Green Tea with mango, and some berry drink&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The cheesecake was good, the majority of the cheesecake was those soft cheese, and only 1/4 of it was the sponge type of cake. I think you can roughly see what i mean from the photos. The Tiramisu was just alright, tasted more like chocolate cake. Both the drinks were good, i like milky stuff, and the drink had quite a strong milky taste so i found it nice....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SKPhdoi8p1I/AAAAAAAABrA/84Q7EWqyQpQ/s1600-h/P1170855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234275091151103826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SKPhdoi8p1I/AAAAAAAABrA/84Q7EWqyQpQ/s400/P1170855.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Huey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SKPhzKsTBuI/AAAAAAAABrI/tpMEzG8Pj8I/s1600-h/P1170858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234275461094377186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SKPhzKsTBuI/AAAAAAAABrI/tpMEzG8Pj8I/s400/P1170858.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sin and Huey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The night ended with a game of sissors paper stone. Why? Because we couldn't finish the cakes. Darn bloated halfway through, and no one wanted to finish the cake so we decided to finish it off by getting the loser to eat (the odd one out). And of course as usual, the big loser was Yoke Huey! Haha, i think she finished almost half of the Tiramisu and cheesecake, thank goodness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sin and Yoke Huey went to church with me on Sunday. I feel very honoured cause i think this is the first time that Yoke Huey ever stepped into a church. Thanks darling, even though you were not very willing haha. After service, we headed down to Vivocity to show Sin one of the biggest shopping centers in Singapore. Man, that place is really huge, i myself don't go there too often, so am still quite unfamiliar to that place. We went to Central for lunch and the food there is so nice! And i finally found where to have Hongkong Roadside Stall food haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SKPh5dV-SgI/AAAAAAAABrQ/e1k0mTkfkqc/s1600-h/P1170889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234275569180232194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SKPh5dV-SgI/AAAAAAAABrQ/e1k0mTkfkqc/s400/P1170889.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i look very 'macho' here haha, don't know why, maybe just fat haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SKPh_1Yt0ZI/AAAAAAAABrY/bvvMI5kF81c/s1600-h/P1170890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234275678713401746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SKPh_1Yt0ZI/AAAAAAAABrY/bvvMI5kF81c/s400/P1170890.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were not supposed to take photo of this( i don't know why) but thank goodness when the lady told us we already took 2 photos haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SKPg8a-vpNI/AAAAAAAABqg/hCwks6k3Bsg/s1600-h/DSC04111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234274520573912274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SKPg8a-vpNI/AAAAAAAABqg/hCwks6k3Bsg/s400/DSC04111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fish toufu, curry fish balls, pig intestines and crab balls &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SKPhHiPKAkI/AAAAAAAABqo/OW4Sffqp_Rs/s1600-h/DSC04114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234274711500358210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SKPhHiPKAkI/AAAAAAAABqo/OW4Sffqp_Rs/s400/DSC04114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yummy!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SKPhHiPKAkI/AAAAAAAABqo/OW4Sffqp_Rs/s1600-h/DSC04114.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SKPiP3nG9eI/AAAAAAAABrg/S8mGNNbuDAQ/s1600-h/P1170894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234275954188547554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SKPiP3nG9eI/AAAAAAAABrg/S8mGNNbuDAQ/s400/P1170894.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Toufu with pork floss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SKPhOCD03xI/AAAAAAAABqw/kF7zSk4sNzw/s1600-h/DSC04115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234274823121985298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SKPhOCD03xI/AAAAAAAABqw/kF7zSk4sNzw/s400/DSC04115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sin and her "xi mi lu"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know what. I cant understand why they don't allow us to take pictures of the food stall, but they also didn't allow us to take picture of the food we bought. Ok fair enough if you say they were afraid we copied their idea, but even when we were in the pic, i dun think it was allowed too. I shouldn't say they, it was only that one woman tending the food stall saying that we were not allowed to take pictures. So weird, but its ok, we still managed to do it in secret! Haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could only spend half the day with Sin cause i had to go meet bestie for our combined birthday celebration, so that ends Day 3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was the last day Sin was in Singapore. The first half of the day, Sin and Yoke Huey came to the office to accompany me as my boss was away in Thailand. All the photos are with her, and i still havent got it from here. So on this day, i only got one photo of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SKPhWJw61rI/AAAAAAAABq4/3rbGUZZOqYY/s1600-h/DSC04145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234274962629121714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SKPhWJw61rI/AAAAAAAABq4/3rbGUZZOqYY/s400/DSC04145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was taken at East Coast Park. Wanted to bring her there earlier for cycling, but i was caught up with some work at the office, so by the time we reached there, it was almost dark. And our dear Miss Susan Chia was complaining that she was hungry so no cycling for us. Anyway, more food pics are with Sin, so i guess i won't be able to post them up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To Sin: Hope you enjoyed your trip and i will be looking forward to your next trip!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521207427068512640-6294103544483038161?l=nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/feeds/6294103544483038161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521207427068512640&amp;postID=6294103544483038161' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/6294103544483038161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/6294103544483038161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/2008/08/to-my-dearest-sin.html' title='To my dearest Sin'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578138428422262438</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/_livtiHG3RFQ/SKPfeR7euJI/AAAAAAAABpY/1DVURvvXDLA/s72-c/DSC04068.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521207427068512640.post-7455172583128336906</id><published>2008-08-11T22:37:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T22:55:28.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Special Day... Aug 7</title><content type='html'>Went to the NUSS Guildhouse at Suntec this year with my family to celebrate my actualy 22nd birthday. Its been a while since i celebrated my birthday with my family due to me being in Melbourne. It definitely feels good to be back home and celebrating this special day together with my loved ones. Here are some of the pictures i took before our food came. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SKBO8SXorxI/AAAAAAAABoY/50Z3iZ-041o/s1600-h/DSC03830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233269564634607378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SKBO8SXorxI/AAAAAAAABoY/50Z3iZ-041o/s400/DSC03830.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids, me and my Sister. Evan looks grouchy cause he was hungry = (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SKBPENrh5_I/AAAAAAAABog/DDybwd-bewo/s1600-h/DSC03831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233269700814825458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SKBPENrh5_I/AAAAAAAABog/DDybwd-bewo/s400/DSC03831.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my folks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SKBPMc8z9rI/AAAAAAAABoo/Rgwa-4_eI5Q/s1600-h/DSC03832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233269842352797362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SKBPMc8z9rI/AAAAAAAABoo/Rgwa-4_eI5Q/s400/DSC03832.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and chubby mei mei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SKBPTVMfk9I/AAAAAAAABow/77Em3SgdlQs/s1600-h/DSC03836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233269960530170834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SKBPTVMfk9I/AAAAAAAABow/77Em3SgdlQs/s400/DSC03836.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Handsome Esaius&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This months food theme was fusion food, and i must say i enjoyed the fusion fare. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SKBPaB38SXI/AAAAAAAABo4/K33WSYlF3vM/s1600-h/DSC03847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233270075602782578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SKBPaB38SXI/AAAAAAAABo4/K33WSYlF3vM/s400/DSC03847.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The appetizer: some scallop with Japanese toufu thing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SKBPhs8qnCI/AAAAAAAABpA/jFv0CvBYA5g/s1600-h/DSC03850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233270207424404514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SKBPhs8qnCI/AAAAAAAABpA/jFv0CvBYA5g/s400/DSC03850.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Starters: Soft Shell Crab&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SKBPoffZ-NI/AAAAAAAABpI/uw6nMdR5rGI/s1600-h/DSC03852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233270324071102674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SKBPoffZ-NI/AAAAAAAABpI/uw6nMdR5rGI/s400/DSC03852.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Starters: Portebello Mushroom Salad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SKBPyPVn3GI/AAAAAAAABpQ/zJn0Bo_nvsQ/s1600-h/DSC03856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233270491533794402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SKBPyPVn3GI/AAAAAAAABpQ/zJn0Bo_nvsQ/s400/DSC03856.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was my main dish, some cod fish thingy with a creamy sauce. Yum yum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That was the end of the dinner, didn't take too much photos cause i was busy eating the whole time so that's it. This is just a short entry, got to go entertain my irritating ex housemate and darling Sin. Tata!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521207427068512640-7455172583128336906?l=nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/feeds/7455172583128336906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521207427068512640&amp;postID=7455172583128336906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/7455172583128336906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/7455172583128336906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-special-day-aug-7.html' title='My Special Day... Aug 7'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578138428422262438</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/_livtiHG3RFQ/SKBO8SXorxI/AAAAAAAABoY/50Z3iZ-041o/s72-c/DSC03830.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521207427068512640.post-5701481783343625382</id><published>2008-08-05T00:12:00.030+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:23:19.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its been a long while since i blogged, so sorry about that. Now i am down with a flu so i don't have to go to work tomorrow haha, thus explaining why i can stay up late to blog. Anyways, i guess i have been busy with work? Just followed Lara for an interview today, and i felt so terrible throughout the whole interview because i had to try not to sneeze or cough, and my throat felt bad; but i am feeling better now already = )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, i had my early birthday celebration, and this year i had the celebration at my dear bestie's place. And of course there was a theme-occupational wear. Everyone was really a sport, and came dressed for the occasion making the party really fun; thanks guys! So what occupations did we have on that day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before that, let me show you a photo before our transformation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SJcu1tuWZ-I/AAAAAAAABlg/-RZyoctx3x4/s1600-h/DSC03599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230700992556066786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SJcu1tuWZ-I/AAAAAAAABlg/-RZyoctx3x4/s400/DSC03599.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The normal us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SJcwW8LvSGI/AAAAAAAABnI/VWY9fg-Gj0U/s1600-h/DSC03638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230702662884739170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SJcwW8LvSGI/AAAAAAAABnI/VWY9fg-Gj0U/s400/DSC03638.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contractor Susan Chia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SJcwP6L9NHI/AAAAAAAABnA/suzHXPKPbJ4/s1600-h/DSC03636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230702542089696370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SJcwP6L9NHI/AAAAAAAABnA/suzHXPKPbJ4/s400/DSC03636.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our teacher Miss Ang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SJcwArBfJlI/AAAAAAAABmw/AKw7jp-0mqI/s1600-h/DSC03634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230702280321214034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SJcwArBfJlI/AAAAAAAABmw/AKw7jp-0mqI/s400/DSC03634.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rebel student, myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SJcv55pb6ZI/AAAAAAAABmo/BVh5oulrufk/s1600-h/DSC03633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230702163987786130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SJcv55pb6ZI/AAAAAAAABmo/BVh5oulrufk/s400/DSC03633.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock Star Hui Shien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SJcvyeoTE7I/AAAAAAAABmg/0LV8MNI8ym8/s1600-h/DSC03632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230702036476171186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SJcvyeoTE7I/AAAAAAAABmg/0LV8MNI8ym8/s400/DSC03632.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Policeman, Sgt Vinz Toh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SJcvpyH0deI/AAAAAAAABmY/73z80KNAC4U/s1600-h/DSC03631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230701887089833442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SJcvpyH0deI/AAAAAAAABmY/73z80KNAC4U/s400/DSC03631.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NS man, Harry Au&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SJcvaONYADI/AAAAAAAABmI/KZTUAsQr3oo/s1600-h/DSC03628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230701619751419954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SJcvaONYADI/AAAAAAAABmI/KZTUAsQr3oo/s400/DSC03628.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japan Airline air stewardess, Giang Jiesi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SJcvEGK_5eI/AAAAAAAABlw/qpuY50jks9E/s1600-h/DSC03618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230701239636846050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SJcvEGK_5eI/AAAAAAAABlw/qpuY50jks9E/s400/DSC03618.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waitress for the night, Mimi Ng Yoke Huey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SJc0D1N1-wI/AAAAAAAABoQ/kllPiKPaFbI/s1600-h/DSC03626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230706732643515138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SJc0D1N1-wI/AAAAAAAABoQ/kllPiKPaFbI/s400/DSC03626.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good student, Amy Lin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had cute "little" mini occupations too...presenting to you the underaged SIA air stewardess and beach boy----&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SJcwI5aP-8I/AAAAAAAABm4/PDMKzC61A8w/s1600-h/DSC03635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230702421622127554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SJcwI5aP-8I/AAAAAAAABm4/PDMKzC61A8w/s400/DSC03635.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mei Mei, me and Di Di&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SJcvjOMEWrI/AAAAAAAABmQ/sH4PmdUU_KQ/s1600-h/DSC03629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230701774364760754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SJcvjOMEWrI/AAAAAAAABmQ/sH4PmdUU_KQ/s400/DSC03629.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two "rival" airlines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some random photos of us for the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SJcw0UHxeoI/AAAAAAAABno/Y_gSDVfbPyo/s1600-h/DSC03653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230703167526763138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SJcw0UHxeoI/AAAAAAAABno/Y_gSDVfbPyo/s400/DSC03653.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My irritating ex housemate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SJcw8SBZZGI/AAAAAAAABnw/KTaToMfE5mg/s1600-h/DSC03662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230703304402101346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SJcw8SBZZGI/AAAAAAAABnw/KTaToMfE5mg/s400/DSC03662.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My two handsome escorts! Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SJcws_yg0TI/AAAAAAAABng/2G1RXhwDfM0/s1600-h/DSC03652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230703041809797426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SJcws_yg0TI/AAAAAAAABng/2G1RXhwDfM0/s400/DSC03652.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SJcwlR0eFGI/AAAAAAAABnY/6Uko62bWAp0/s1600-h/DSC03646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230702909210891362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SJcwlR0eFGI/AAAAAAAABnY/6Uko62bWAp0/s400/DSC03646.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rock star that was taller than me cause of her heels, play cheat ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SJcwen-jo9I/AAAAAAAABnQ/Ys6MkXhzldI/s1600-h/DSC03640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230702794899694546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SJcwen-jo9I/AAAAAAAABnQ/Ys6MkXhzldI/s400/DSC03640.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The contracter and the student&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SJcvSerilxI/AAAAAAAABmA/wnTX2J2bLJo/s1600-h/DSC03622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230701486733956882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SJcvSerilxI/AAAAAAAABmA/wnTX2J2bLJo/s400/DSC03622.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two students together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SJcvMMF1qEI/AAAAAAAABl4/TTlJMeX6kGw/s1600-h/DSC03619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230701378664769602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SJcvMMF1qEI/AAAAAAAABl4/TTlJMeX6kGw/s400/DSC03619.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my two cutesies &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After countless photo taking and laughing at each others outfit, its time for cake cutting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SJcxEFdeZvI/AAAAAAAABn4/tDValAOhQVA/s1600-h/DSC03687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230703438469162738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SJcxEFdeZvI/AAAAAAAABn4/tDValAOhQVA/s400/DSC03687.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My beloved family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SJcuTi0ptYI/AAAAAAAABk4/2C-fpy-601I/s1600-h/DSC02880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230700405514155394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SJcuTi0ptYI/AAAAAAAABk4/2C-fpy-601I/s400/DSC02880.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ones that made the night so wonderful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SJcuZQGXjQI/AAAAAAAABlA/q58xolrg1Sc/s1600-h/DSC02883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230700503567404290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SJcuZQGXjQI/AAAAAAAABlA/q58xolrg1Sc/s400/DSC02883.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course without bestie, i wouldn't have had such a nice place to hold this party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SJcuMfO6ROI/AAAAAAAABkw/IRzmGOZVwe8/s1600-h/DSC02859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230700284291466466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SJcuMfO6ROI/AAAAAAAABkw/IRzmGOZVwe8/s400/DSC02859.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our group photo before the party "ends"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The security guard came to lock the room at ten, so we decided to shift the party to the poolside. And this is when the adults left, leaving only us to party! The rest had some beer and red wine, and as usual alcoholic MiMi wanted more, but too bad not everyone could drink haha, like me. We also presented the best dressed award there, and our winner is... none other than the contractor! What to do, she suit that occupation too well so majority of the votes went to her. Susie, consider this occupation k? Haha. And of course, the presents = )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SJcxNeIgOkI/AAAAAAAABoA/btxWuJC2dYw/s1600-h/DSC03714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230703599710911042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SJcxNeIgOkI/AAAAAAAABoA/btxWuJC2dYw/s400/DSC03714.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the Coach pouch, and also to Stella. She had chicken pox so she couldn't join the party, but you still shared my present, thank you so much ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SJcum8EE1AI/AAAAAAAABlQ/QxatAO5fPhw/s1600-h/DSC02897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230700738707248130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SJcum8EE1AI/AAAAAAAABlQ/QxatAO5fPhw/s400/DSC02897.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy and Mel's bikini for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SJcuggDFeqI/AAAAAAAABlI/i61xRwJVPHE/s1600-h/DSC02895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230700628107688610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SJcuggDFeqI/AAAAAAAABlI/i61xRwJVPHE/s400/DSC02895.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the bedsheet guys! But Harry, don't be so giam can, next time don't re-use wraper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The security guard came to tell us not to be so noisy when it got later into the night, so we decided to bring the party back to bestie's house, and as usual, cam whoring session for everyone haha, too many to post up so i shall just end with two group photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SJcuuMnwxtI/AAAAAAAABlY/Jjfodr2pQt4/s1600-h/DSC02908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230700863410980562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SJcuuMnwxtI/AAAAAAAABlY/Jjfodr2pQt4/s400/DSC02908.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us chilling in the balcony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SJcxWPJegzI/AAAAAAAABoI/-IJ2uRpA3Zs/s1600-h/DSC03776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230703750307283762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SJcxWPJegzI/AAAAAAAABoI/-IJ2uRpA3Zs/s400/DSC03776.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all very much for your presence that night, and also for being such a sport. I hope you guys enjoyed yourself. And bestie, thank you for your kind hospitality to my friends, and for your drinks, forks and cups haha. Remember our special date k? Love you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. I have been trying to upload the photos to the file sharing thing like 5 times, but it keeps failing so please bear with the wait k? Maybe i will burn it on a cd instead = )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521207427068512640-5701481783343625382?l=nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/feeds/5701481783343625382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521207427068512640&amp;postID=5701481783343625382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/5701481783343625382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/5701481783343625382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-been-long-while-since-i-blogged-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578138428422262438</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/_livtiHG3RFQ/SJcu1tuWZ-I/AAAAAAAABlg/-RZyoctx3x4/s72-c/DSC03599.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521207427068512640.post-4415616401847167659</id><published>2008-07-24T23:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T23:13:54.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lappie finally home</title><content type='html'>I finally can get my hands on my dearly missed laptop again. It has been in the repairs for almost 3 weeks now, and it was really kind of hard to get used too without having it by my side. But i still want to give thanks that at least it didn't die on me when i was in Melbourne, or i would really have been miserable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, been rather busy at work lately. Due to the departure of our Graphic Designer-without even informing, we have to outsource our articles to another Graphic Designer, so we have to rush out our articles and get it done quick. Suddenly so many things to do, but now i just hope my interviewee will agree to my interview request. Time is ticking so i do not have much time left, please pray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and through the week, i suddenly realised that God has been very good to me. You guys know that i applied this internship through the internet, and i never even went for the interview, but i got accepted. I always thought this was just a lousy job with no one applying that's why i got it. However, i was proven wrong. Just two days ago, a handful of people came for interviews, and my boss took no one. Can you believe it? People that came down did not get accepted, but I whom my boss did not even interview actually accepted me? And i remembered on the first day i went for work, the staff there were shocked that i didn't go through an interview as well. Through all this that happened, i strongly believe that God answered my prayer and provided this internship for me, at the perfect timing too; so that i can get my report back to Australia in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be uploading pictures soon, please be patient, so tired now, goodnight = )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521207427068512640-4415616401847167659?l=nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/feeds/4415616401847167659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521207427068512640&amp;postID=4415616401847167659' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/4415616401847167659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/4415616401847167659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/2008/07/lappie-finally-home.html' title='Lappie finally home'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578138428422262438</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-1521207427068512640.post-1861008170628631604</id><published>2008-07-16T18:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T00:55:48.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so stupid</title><content type='html'>Updates on my appeal. In the first place, there was no need for an appeal at all. I sent an email asking my lecturer for the reason of my failure for my report, and he sent me back all the marks for my various assignments. To my horror, i saw a 0/15 for my presentation!! I seriously don't know if its his handwriting or what, but he gave me a 10 on my marksheet. And i actually passed my final 40% proposal writing report, and i am proud to say i did better than expected too! Haha thanks to those that helped me proof read and all = )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, anyways back to topic. So i e-mailed him and told him to check my marks for my presentation properly because i seriously didn't fail, but he replied me that in his records it was really a 0. So he requested me to send my marksheet to him for verification, but my marksheet is all the way in Melbourne. I tried to mention some stuff hoping it will bring some memory back to him, which i think might have work, cause he told me to send him my presentation slides and tools used during the presentation as proof. I did so, and he replied me telling me that he would accept those materials as partial proof, and take my word for it that i got a 10. What the heck, makes it seem like i was trying to cheat for this 10 marks. I never fail to get goosebumps at the thought of "failing" when in actual fact i did not. Can you imagine if i didn't e mail him at all to ask him about my grade and reason for failing? I might have just applied for a near pass and got the wrong grade. Thank God that he actually unveil the truth to me. I remember when i saw my fail mark, i was praying to God that please let my near pass get through, or just let my lecturer have a change of heart and give me 4 more marks to pass. But what's new, God gave me more than i asked for. This goes to show that sometimes he says no to your request just to give you something better. Amen to that, and thanks to everyone for your concern!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got lots of pics to uplaod, but i still haven't got my lappie back from the repair, so its just words for now, sorry! Oh and i saw Jacelyn Tay today! Haha went as the "photographer" together with my collegue that interviewed her, and gosh she is pretty. Definitely not like those bimbo actress you see around; she studied econs at NUS, and is super nice and friendly. Managed to take a pic with her as well. Will try to post it up soon k? That's all for now, stay happy everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521207427068512640-1861008170628631604?l=nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/feeds/1861008170628631604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521207427068512640&amp;postID=1861008170628631604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/1861008170628631604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/1861008170628631604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/2008/07/so-stupid.html' title='so stupid'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578138428422262438</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-1521207427068512640.post-5055217490943878774</id><published>2008-07-11T17:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T17:32:55.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Results</title><content type='html'>I got back my results and i really failed that stupid English module. I seriously do not know what went wrong, and why i still failed my last report. My tutor still hasn't sent out my assng to me, and it has been 10 days! When i called, he said he was still waiting for another about 4 people to pass him the envelopes before he will send all at one shot. I was like what the....I also appealed to him to ask him to review my paper and see if he would be kind enough to give my my 4 marks needed to pass. Furthermore, i don't think my report is that bad and deserves a fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing is, i got a High Distinction for my Editing for Print module, but i failed my Advanced Professional Writing, and both are focusing on Englishy stuff. What an irony. But in the worse case, i can still apply to the ARTS office for a Near Pass grade that would allow me graduate successfully still. Its just that 'flaw' in my transcript that makes me feel so irritated. This is not even a examinable subject, and you don't even really need to have knowledge in a particular study to do the assignments. They are basically stuff like writing a proposal, or instruction manual kind of thing. That's why i find it such a waste to fail this subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, i must thank God for the peace that i have been failing. From waiting for the result, to actually seeing the result, i didn't exactly feel terrible. Somehow i feel that everything will be alright, and from sermons that i have been to, it seems that God is trying to prepare me for the worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now please pray that God may soften the heart of my English tutor for that 4 more marks, or may my appeal for the Near Pass grade be quick and successful. Oh and another reason that i don't feel lousy is because my parents didn't blame me or scold me. They took the news well, and just went on to say "go appeal" haha. So thank God for the response, and the peace, Amen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521207427068512640-5055217490943878774?l=nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/feeds/5055217490943878774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521207427068512640&amp;postID=5055217490943878774' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/5055217490943878774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/5055217490943878774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/2008/07/results.html' title='Results'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578138428422262438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521207427068512640.post-4239265818562573455</id><published>2008-07-06T23:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T23:26:19.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Darn laptop</title><content type='html'>I have many things to update since i returned to Singapore, but my stupid laptop died on me the day i returned thus explaining the lack of updates. To keep it short, i went to the zoo the next day after i landed on Singapore grounds, started work the day after, met up with the poly darlings on Friday, and my church babe Suye today. Got so much to tell you guys about work and stuff, also pictures of course, but without the laptop everything is just so inconvenient because this stupid desktop of mine is so slow..................... I will try to use someone elses laptop to update so be patient for now = )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521207427068512640-4239265818562573455?l=nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/feeds/4239265818562573455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521207427068512640&amp;postID=4239265818562573455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/4239265818562573455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/4239265818562573455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/2008/07/darn-laptop.html' title='Darn laptop'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578138428422262438</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-1521207427068512640.post-2515059692241726254</id><published>2008-06-28T00:09:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:23:20.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nights out with Huey and Sin</title><content type='html'>For today and yesterday, i spent it mainly with Yoke Huey and Sin since we will be "leaving" each other soon. But for Yoke Huey, i will still see her in Singapore so i won't miss her that much haha, but for Sin, i think it will be a while more before i can get to see her again. So, we decided to spend more time with each other by meeting up more often. Yesterday we went to Max Brenners for dessert because the silly girl said she must try the yello granita (Lime and mint blended with ice) before she leaves Melbourne, hence we decide to grant her, her craving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGUSE5MxRnI/AAAAAAAABjY/SAzj3MyND10/s1600-h/DSC03099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216595618661746290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGUSE5MxRnI/AAAAAAAABjY/SAzj3MyND10/s400/DSC03099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are Sin darling's waffle and yello granita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGUSOuVoZsI/AAAAAAAABjg/2eXxvhloqAA/s1600-h/DSC03101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216595787544815298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGUSOuVoZsI/AAAAAAAABjg/2eXxvhloqAA/s400/DSC03101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monkeying around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGUSoaAbyrI/AAAAAAAABjo/gYQ00g85v6w/s1600-h/DSC03106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216596228763798194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGUSoaAbyrI/AAAAAAAABjo/gYQ00g85v6w/s400/DSC03106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The 3 of us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGUTLlZHSkI/AAAAAAAABj4/foOJmJ5dKqc/s1600-h/DSC03110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216596833115523650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGUTLlZHSkI/AAAAAAAABj4/foOJmJ5dKqc/s400/DSC03110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had chocolate lick that day, good and cheap!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGUTCDzUrAI/AAAAAAAABjw/rq_pmG56V64/s1600-h/DSC03109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216596669479824386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGUTCDzUrAI/AAAAAAAABjw/rq_pmG56V64/s400/DSC03109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pure melted milk chocolate...delicious&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After our dessert, Sin came over our place and we had a good time chatting, will miss these times when i look back next time = )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moving on to today. We went to Ying Thai for thai food! When i came to Melbourne to find my best friend Ing the other time, i already heard that Ying Thai serves very good Thai food. But throughout my whole Uni life here, i haven't tried it yet, so i told myself i must at least try it once and i did. Yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGUThQrxplI/AAAAAAAABkA/ZA5w46OQVfI/s1600-h/DSC03117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216597205513774674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGUThQrxplI/AAAAAAAABkA/ZA5w46OQVfI/s400/DSC03117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The queue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGUTvsy7zGI/AAAAAAAABkI/06iQVEIWcr8/s1600-h/DSC03123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216597453578161250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGUTvsy7zGI/AAAAAAAABkI/06iQVEIWcr8/s400/DSC03123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and Huey waiting for the food&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGUT7Kl3z5I/AAAAAAAABkQ/20utlmb0Ces/s1600-h/DSC03124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216597650554998674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGUT7Kl3z5I/AAAAAAAABkQ/20utlmb0Ces/s400/DSC03124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The green curry was good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGUUGiIPoFI/AAAAAAAABkY/VUYU4v8o_Qw/s1600-h/DSC03125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216597845851742290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGUUGiIPoFI/AAAAAAAABkY/VUYU4v8o_Qw/s400/DSC03125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mince pork with basil leaves; super spicy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGUUSzOKVII/AAAAAAAABkg/ZsiF5eJRKvQ/s1600-h/DSC03128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216598056598393986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGUUSzOKVII/AAAAAAAABkg/ZsiF5eJRKvQ/s400/DSC03128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fried vegetable with chilli paste; super super spicy! I tell you this was the ultimate. I only ate one brocoli and my mouth was in fire and i couldn't bring myself to eat anymore of it haha. We ordered Tom Yum soup as well, but i couldn't be bothered to take a picture cause the mixed vegetable thing was really too spicy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGUUdeJ6PgI/AAAAAAAABko/oqASMtsSc7M/s1600-h/DSC03131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216598239921978882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGUUdeJ6PgI/AAAAAAAABko/oqASMtsSc7M/s400/DSC03131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sin and me halfway through the meal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We didn't manage to finish the food in the end, but i have to applaud Sin. She finished the plate of vegetable, the one that i said was the most spicy. And she ate that without rice! The meal was really very filling and i felt like exploding after that, but we still went to eat ice cream. The feeling of coldness on a burning tongue felt so good.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521207427068512640-2515059692241726254?l=nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/feeds/2515059692241726254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521207427068512640&amp;postID=2515059692241726254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/2515059692241726254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/2515059692241726254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/2008/06/nights-out-with-huey-and-sin.html' title='Nights out with Huey and Sin'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578138428422262438</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/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGUSE5MxRnI/AAAAAAAABjY/SAzj3MyND10/s72-c/DSC03099.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521207427068512640.post-1955209767174261418</id><published>2008-06-26T00:29:00.039+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:23:25.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My first horseriding experience</title><content type='html'>I had my first horseriding experience yesterday and i must say it was so fun! The experience has left me with a very sore body now; every muscle i try to use just hurts, and i can't seem to close my legs. But i still must say, it was worth it! Anyways we met at about 9.15 in the morning to get the car, and began on our long journey to the Grampians Horseriding range.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGJzI9usbUI/AAAAAAAABfA/hcFNO9WOA54/s1600-h/DSC03002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215857916295015746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGJzI9usbUI/AAAAAAAABfA/hcFNO9WOA54/s400/DSC03002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the car we rented, nice and big!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGJzawRdaTI/AAAAAAAABfQ/K9kebjoWpE4/s1600-h/DSC03007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215858221920381234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGJzawRdaTI/AAAAAAAABfQ/K9kebjoWpE4/s400/DSC03007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driver no 1 Peiyi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGJzkWKJWxI/AAAAAAAABfY/ffh-ZQuxbZ8/s1600-h/DSC03009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215858386709076754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGJzkWKJWxI/AAAAAAAABfY/ffh-ZQuxbZ8/s400/DSC03009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driver no 2 Yee Lin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGJzR3uwW7I/AAAAAAAABfI/8VCTKuSpD6Y/s1600-h/DSC03006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215858069303483314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGJzR3uwW7I/AAAAAAAABfI/8VCTKuSpD6Y/s400/DSC03006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two most useless people in the car cause we don't know how to read the map!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGOWCsv2UWI/AAAAAAAABio/GqdISIKhVTI/s1600-h/P1160414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216177766540923234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGOWCsv2UWI/AAAAAAAABio/GqdISIKhVTI/s400/P1160414.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vince tried to help, but he also don't know the way haha, so he was just sleeping most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGOWLr8nAWI/AAAAAAAABiw/dFYdeeA4XVA/s1600-h/P1160421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216177920944832866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGOWLr8nAWI/AAAAAAAABiw/dFYdeeA4XVA/s400/P1160421.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we had to rely on our 2 GPS systems-The drivers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGJy70O6d-I/AAAAAAAABe4/il1XpfIoHHE/s1600-h/DSC02999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215857690407499746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGJy70O6d-I/AAAAAAAABe4/il1XpfIoHHE/s400/DSC02999.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful scenery along the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGJyx_v_IjI/AAAAAAAABew/UgsMCYZSPpk/s1600-h/DSC02995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215857521700315698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGJyx_v_IjI/AAAAAAAABew/UgsMCYZSPpk/s400/DSC02995.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the driver's point of view&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGOWYxoOPXI/AAAAAAAABi4/2j9NbEEOISU/s1600-h/P1160430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216178145808235890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGOWYxoOPXI/AAAAAAAABi4/2j9NbEEOISU/s400/P1160430.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stopping by to look at the map&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGJ0AX3TP3I/AAAAAAAABfo/NIn2bg-XNY4/s1600-h/DSC03010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215858868203241330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGJ0AX3TP3I/AAAAAAAABfo/NIn2bg-XNY4/s400/DSC03010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving through small towns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After 4.5 hours, we finally reached our destination. The journey was so long, and i was so excited when we reached the range. We met the instructor and signed our death indemnity forms, and began our dressing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGOWkvDRx5I/AAAAAAAABjA/tEydtFaZcGs/s1600-h/P1160434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216178351274837906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGOWkvDRx5I/AAAAAAAABjA/tEydtFaZcGs/s400/P1160434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Getting the helmet on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGJz1kObRTI/AAAAAAAABfg/PKIF_QPVFMA/s1600-h/DSC03016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215858682542900530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGJz1kObRTI/AAAAAAAABfg/PKIF_QPVFMA/s400/DSC03016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; My horseriding outfit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGJ0SeEztkI/AAAAAAAABfw/FHFTC7xVtDA/s1600-h/DSC03020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215859179108152898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGJ0SeEztkI/AAAAAAAABfw/FHFTC7xVtDA/s400/DSC03020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The girls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGJ0ijX4eJI/AAAAAAAABf4/avu_SECJbBc/s1600-h/DSC03022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215859455408240786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGJ0ijX4eJI/AAAAAAAABf4/avu_SECJbBc/s400/DSC03022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Singapore church mates&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGJ0u6U2f0I/AAAAAAAABgA/a819Ordcnn8/s1600-h/DSC03025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215859667727974210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGJ0u6U2f0I/AAAAAAAABgA/a819Ordcnn8/s400/DSC03025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I managed to catch a pic of a smiling horse!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After gearing up and taking some photos, it was time for us to meet our horses. The horses are designated to us according to our height and mass i think. Well the taller ones had taller horses and i had the smallest one as usual haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGJ06XlqBGI/AAAAAAAABgI/pXa_3W9OHjQ/s1600-h/DSC03033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215859864561648738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGJ06XlqBGI/AAAAAAAABgI/pXa_3W9OHjQ/s400/DSC03033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sin and Toby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGJ1MwhM5ZI/AAAAAAAABgQ/sKVBdiPri-I/s1600-h/DSC03034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215860180491494802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGJ1MwhM5ZI/AAAAAAAABgQ/sKVBdiPri-I/s400/DSC03034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vince and Hercules&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGJ1dyfRuhI/AAAAAAAABgY/-WoZgAUM58o/s1600-h/DSC03035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215860473078069778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGJ1dyfRuhI/AAAAAAAABgY/-WoZgAUM58o/s400/DSC03035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yee Lin and The Don&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGJ16Y3CgjI/AAAAAAAABgo/l9TUnAdW9Do/s1600-h/DSC03043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215860964414620210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGJ16Y3CgjI/AAAAAAAABgo/l9TUnAdW9Do/s400/DSC03043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Myself and Trigger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGJ2N8HM4XI/AAAAAAAABgw/0nEo5l8QO-E/s1600-h/DSC03044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215861300295164274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGJ2N8HM4XI/AAAAAAAABgw/0nEo5l8QO-E/s400/DSC03044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peiyi and Sebestian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGJ1qxZZdSI/AAAAAAAABgg/HEas1lWSa0E/s1600-h/DSC03041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215860696123274530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGJ1qxZZdSI/AAAAAAAABgg/HEas1lWSa0E/s400/DSC03041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When is it my turn to go up the horse?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGJ5mKoVZHI/AAAAAAAABig/f9KCbR7L1V8/s1600-h/P1160446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215865015043974258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGJ5mKoVZHI/AAAAAAAABig/f9KCbR7L1V8/s400/P1160446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally up on my horse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After getting to know our horses, and the basic instructions on how to handle them, we began our trip through the forest trail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGJ27pprSSI/AAAAAAAABhQ/fY7Q-HnaA6c/s1600-h/DSC03065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215862085613472034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGJ27pprSSI/AAAAAAAABhQ/fY7Q-HnaA6c/s400/DSC03065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our suave instructor and his horse. I love the colour of his horse = )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were first taught how to ride the horse on walking speed, and next on galloping speed.&lt;br /&gt;The horses are trained, and they are so smart. The will stop when the instructors horse stop, and not only that, they will stop at a specific distance. When the instructor's horse gallop, the rest of the horses will follow suit too! When the horses gallop, we had to do this up down up down action, and that was super strenuous on our thighs. I got quite freaked out when my horse started galloping cause it was quite fast, but after i got the hang of it, it was so so fun! I know i will never be able to get a chance to try this again in the near future, so even though my body is aching like crap, i have no regrets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGOXFm7zs5I/AAAAAAAABjQ/ki8IG3BGwxM/s1600-h/P1160482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216178916031706002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGOXFm7zs5I/AAAAAAAABjQ/ki8IG3BGwxM/s400/P1160482.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Going through the forest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGJ2mqN2gZI/AAAAAAAABhA/wX4O73K26Xs/s1600-h/DSC03053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215861724987949458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGJ2mqN2gZI/AAAAAAAABhA/wX4O73K26Xs/s400/DSC03053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Self-portrait on the horse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGJ2vx6KNTI/AAAAAAAABhI/xVkADHjyupA/s1600-h/DSC03061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215861881671660850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGJ2vx6KNTI/AAAAAAAABhI/xVkADHjyupA/s400/DSC03061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The beautiful view of Grampians along the way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The trail lasted for about 2 hours, and halfway through i think everyone started to feel tired already. Vince even felt like puking because of motion sickness. Poor guy. It then made me wonder how did those people in the olden days use horses as vehicles to travel for days man. Won't their butts, thighs, and back ache? Anyways after we were back we had to part with our darling horses. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGJ3a9mw5mI/AAAAAAAABhg/-HI96lp6Z70/s1600-h/DSC03068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215862623545910882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGJ3a9mw5mI/AAAAAAAABhg/-HI96lp6Z70/s400/DSC03068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye Bye Triger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGJ35_QE2DI/AAAAAAAABhw/qSEPYgmbBcQ/s1600-h/DSC03071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215863156563564594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGJ35_QE2DI/AAAAAAAABhw/qSEPYgmbBcQ/s400/DSC03071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our instructor Cameron and me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGJ3prnEhtI/AAAAAAAABho/HkUu95tVi3w/s1600-h/DSC03069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215862876413396690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGJ3prnEhtI/AAAAAAAABho/HkUu95tVi3w/s400/DSC03069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One last group pic before we "un-gear" ourselves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGJ4HIwCi6I/AAAAAAAABh4/zcJ2gGd3cI0/s1600-h/DSC03076.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGJ4HIwCi6I/AAAAAAAABh4/zcJ2gGd3cI0/s1600-h/DSC03076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215863382451850146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGJ4HIwCi6I/AAAAAAAABh4/zcJ2gGd3cI0/s400/DSC03076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to normal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGJ4Y5fDixI/AAAAAAAABiA/ivQoFh3S3MY/s1600-h/DSC03079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215863687591725842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGJ4Y5fDixI/AAAAAAAABiA/ivQoFh3S3MY/s400/DSC03079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Helping ourselves to the tea and coffee provided&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGJ4mKYD2JI/AAAAAAAABiI/JodSGqQ5Vgo/s1600-h/DSC03082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215863915464087698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGJ4mKYD2JI/AAAAAAAABiI/JodSGqQ5Vgo/s400/DSC03082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leaving the ranch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGJ4ydVIdTI/AAAAAAAABiQ/VFJQIdV6oyM/s1600-h/DSC03089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215864126710510898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGJ4ydVIdTI/AAAAAAAABiQ/VFJQIdV6oyM/s400/DSC03089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our dinner at Subway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After dinner, it was a looong drive back to Melbourne again. We got back at around 10 something. I will say this whole trip was perfect except for one thing. We got a freaking summon for travelling 15km above the speed limit. The speed limit was 60 and we were travelling at 75, and some police car hiding in the dark suddenly came out and fined us = ( And it cost us....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGJ47TKxCiI/AAAAAAAABiY/ZcO7SniXv0Q/s1600-h/DSC03095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215864278601501218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGJ47TKxCiI/AAAAAAAABiY/ZcO7SniXv0Q/s400/DSC03095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;s$220 bucks!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, Yee Lin's going to try and appeal and hopefully we don't have to pay this. Keep praying for us ok?Thanks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521207427068512640-1955209767174261418?l=nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/feeds/1955209767174261418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521207427068512640&amp;postID=1955209767174261418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/1955209767174261418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/1955209767174261418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-first-horseriding-experience.html' title='My first horseriding experience'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578138428422262438</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/_livtiHG3RFQ/SGJzI9usbUI/AAAAAAAABfA/hcFNO9WOA54/s72-c/DSC03002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521207427068512640.post-5691241408611799928</id><published>2008-06-20T21:39:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:23:26.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally the last paper!</title><content type='html'>I finally finished up my last paper of my Uni life. Hmm i won't say i felt as excited as i thought i would be, but definitely relieved for sure. For the past 6 days, i have been studying, reading, memorizing and writing notes; worrying about topics that i didn't cover or am missing out on; and most importantly deprived of sleep i would say. Ok, to be fair, the nights before each paper were the worse. Even though i was asleep, my brain was still super active and thinking about definitions and concepts i studied earlier, so glad all of these are over for now. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was also the last day that i will see some of my Uni friends, so i decided to take pictures for memory sake = )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SFu1Ve_vCdI/AAAAAAAABeo/ZXwyis-RWIY/s1600-h/DSC02889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213960374313748946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SFu1Ve_vCdI/AAAAAAAABeo/ZXwyis-RWIY/s400/DSC02889.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Beck, my Media Law classmate and online slacking partner from Australia! cute eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SFuzbwh_ONI/AAAAAAAABdI/iOnXk-mOAsw/s1600-h/DSC02890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213958283076778194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SFuzbwh_ONI/AAAAAAAABdI/iOnXk-mOAsw/s400/DSC02890.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Jenny from Hong Kong. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She isn't in any of my classes but we take the same subjects and i got to know her through another friend. A very hardworking girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only managed to get a pic with two of them. After the exam, i went out with another fellow Singaporean friend for a mini post exam celebration, didn't get any photos of him though, but i did for his food = ) We went to a random cafe at Lygon Street and it turned out pretty good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SFuzn5Me1EI/AAAAAAAABdQ/tX7w3blM8rs/s1600-h/DSC02891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213958491560924226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SFuzn5Me1EI/AAAAAAAABdQ/tX7w3blM8rs/s400/DSC02891.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Inside the cafe 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SFuz0G-5xiI/AAAAAAAABdY/4DSg47g92qk/s1600-h/DSC02892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213958701420496418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SFuz0G-5xiI/AAAAAAAABdY/4DSg47g92qk/s400/DSC02892.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Inside the cafe 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SFuz96JRnwI/AAAAAAAABdg/EoCCHHr0c5g/s1600-h/DSC02895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213958869773033218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SFuz96JRnwI/AAAAAAAABdg/EoCCHHr0c5g/s400/DSC02895.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had Fish &amp;amp; Chips &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SFu0P4aTJwI/AAAAAAAABdw/gKli3K0Sh-w/s1600-h/DSC02901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213959178545211138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SFu0P4aTJwI/AAAAAAAABdw/gKli3K0Sh-w/s400/DSC02901.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Niceee....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SFu0Hq-_GqI/AAAAAAAABdo/kWBAgBZoCdc/s1600-h/DSC02898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213959037502036642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SFu0Hq-_GqI/AAAAAAAABdo/kWBAgBZoCdc/s400/DSC02898.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and Zhizhang had a combination of pork ribs and chicken wings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The fish was good, you won't feel sick of it even after eating a lot, and its not dory fish that they always use. Was served fresh and crispy. I tried the pork ribs and they were pretty yummy too. Sweet and well marinated. Considering that they each cost Aud 13.50 only, quite worth it right? After dinner, we headed down to KoKo Black again for desserts. The iced chocolate there is still my favourite; bought my groceries and returned home to help Yoke Huey with her truckload of laundry. See how dirty she is, so long never wash clothes haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before showing you guys the laundry room, this is the place that i have been studying for the past 6 days, spending hours and hours there. This is not my living room, the place i live in is super tiny. This is the basement and it's like a common area everyone can use. In a way, i can say bye bye to that place for now haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SFu0ZSJs1wI/AAAAAAAABd4/KRavlwBugAc/s1600-h/DSC02910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213959340073735938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SFu0ZSJs1wI/AAAAAAAABd4/KRavlwBugAc/s400/DSC02910.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The cushions are comfy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SFu0t3_OITI/AAAAAAAABeI/Lp2ItwvxOV8/s1600-h/DSC02916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213959693827711282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SFu0t3_OITI/AAAAAAAABeI/Lp2ItwvxOV8/s400/DSC02916.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The entrance to the laundry room (duh?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SFu0lLIK1uI/AAAAAAAABeA/4--1igpg-BQ/s1600-h/DSC02922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213959544346695394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SFu0lLIK1uI/AAAAAAAABeA/4--1igpg-BQ/s400/DSC02922.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our coin operated washing machine, 4 bucks for 20mins! So expensive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SFu02j_FENI/AAAAAAAABeQ/jUl_THbb2Vk/s1600-h/DSC02924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213959843077230802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SFu02j_FENI/AAAAAAAABeQ/jUl_THbb2Vk/s400/DSC02924.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The dryer and this cost 3 bucks for an hour that is pretty reasonable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SFu0__9-30I/AAAAAAAABeY/0L-loORkgxo/s1600-h/DSC02926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213960005207646018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SFu0__9-30I/AAAAAAAABeY/0L-loORkgxo/s400/DSC02926.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Huey waiting for her laundry,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SFu1I-B2YQI/AAAAAAAABeg/LihXyCF67A8/s1600-h/DSC02927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213960159305818370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SFu1I-B2YQI/AAAAAAAABeg/LihXyCF67A8/s400/DSC02927.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and me sitting there doing nothing waiting for Huey to do her laundry haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, that's it for now. Huey is still studying because she still has 2 more papers. Remember to pray for her people cause i think she is quite stressed with it and finding it hard to memorize the huge load of information. Gonna order takeaway supper later, i am so gonna turn fat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521207427068512640-5691241408611799928?l=nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/feeds/5691241408611799928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521207427068512640&amp;postID=5691241408611799928' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/5691241408611799928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/5691241408611799928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/2008/06/finally-last-paper.html' title='Finally the last paper!'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578138428422262438</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/_livtiHG3RFQ/SFu1Ve_vCdI/AAAAAAAABeo/ZXwyis-RWIY/s72-c/DSC02889.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521207427068512640.post-2055136162212114296</id><published>2008-06-16T12:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T12:52:53.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One down</title><content type='html'>Just finished an exam today. Thank God that everything went well. In a way, i would say the paper was easy, not that i knew all the answers, but because there was not much memorizing to do. There were questions i didn't know how to answer, but you know i could still crap kind of thing? As long as i don't fail haha. Lots of it were like grammatical questions, and there was even one question that asked "is this sentence in passive or active voice?" Haha, one mark for that. What i am really worried about will be my coming paper on Friday. After that i will be free from exams! Just when i had that sudden happy thought, the thought of my english assignment will come back to haunt me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have read previous entries, i guess you know i have been struggling with this subject called Advanced Professional Writing. I still haven't got back my 40% assignment yet, and i am really very keen to know how i did. I am like hoping to get good grades or what, but i just want to know if i passed. It is like having something hanging there, making me feel very insecure. I won't say i am super duper worried about it because i know there is nothing i can do, but i really want to know the results. Shall let that thought perish until i finish my Media Law exam on Friday. Will be heading down to the basement again to study again. That's the only place i can concentrate. Thanks to Huey for reccommending haha, and also accompanying me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521207427068512640-2055136162212114296?l=nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/feeds/2055136162212114296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521207427068512640&amp;postID=2055136162212114296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/2055136162212114296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/2055136162212114296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/2008/06/one-down.html' title='One down'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578138428422262438</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-1521207427068512640.post-4419838008925081943</id><published>2008-06-12T14:54:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:23:28.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Supper @ 3 am...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, i was cruelly dragged out of bed by my cruel housemate for supper. She refused to tolerate the suffering alone, how mean = ( Haha no la, just kidding. Sin msg around evening time to asked if we could go for supper at 3 am after she finished her studying (actually not asked, she forced hahahah). Since it was early, i thought i won't feel tired, so I said if yoke huey goes i will go, and huey's reply was if she wasn't sleeping she would go. When the time was about 12 plus, i was starting to feel tired, so i told Huey i will go take a nap first, and if later if i am too tired, she will just go herself, but do you think she would leave me alone? NO. She was hounding me and refused to let me sleep! So without a choice, i had to wake up and get my arse moving. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SFDKTV78pgI/AAAAAAAABb4/orWdmzMt5JE/s1600-h/DSC02859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210887202522572290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SFDKTV78pgI/AAAAAAAABb4/orWdmzMt5JE/s400/DSC02859.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to sleep = (&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SFDKb8KTsVI/AAAAAAAABcA/-KzrurXWAa0/s1600-h/DSC02860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210887350222303570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SFDKb8KTsVI/AAAAAAAABcA/-KzrurXWAa0/s400/DSC02860.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look at the tired faces&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were supposed to go to Flemmington for some kebab thing, like not a restaurant, but just a stall in the middle of a open area, but lo and behold...the place was closed. Turned out that they are only opened till 5.30 am on Fri's and Sat's, and on other days, they are closed at 3am. Thank goodness the place was not too far away from the city. In the end we settled for another greek restaurant near our place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SFDKmiA_peI/AAAAAAAABcI/ORCN0OT45jQ/s1600-h/DSC02863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210887532182480354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SFDKmiA_peI/AAAAAAAABcI/ORCN0OT45jQ/s400/DSC02863.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At Stalactites Greek restaurant&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SFDKy0w778I/AAAAAAAABcQ/7lbyNJijCyU/s1600-h/DSC02869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210887743373832130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SFDKy0w778I/AAAAAAAABcQ/7lbyNJijCyU/s400/DSC02869.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and Huey shared a lamb souvlaki : What we were supposed have at Flemmington&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tell you, the souvlaki is so nice! The lamb taste good, and the sauce they used was creamy yet the taste was mild, so you won't feel sick of it. I would say one of the best lamb i ever ate here. Definitely going back for more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SFDK9HVhvxI/AAAAAAAABcY/-5HKd-smlc4/s1600-h/DSC02870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210887920157835026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SFDK9HVhvxI/AAAAAAAABcY/-5HKd-smlc4/s400/DSC02870.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peiyi, Sin's and Hui Fern's platter. I didn't try it, but they said the eggplant sauce was very nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SFDLIn5MZCI/AAAAAAAABcg/Xp98ASgwG2o/s1600-h/DSC02873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210888117875926050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SFDLIn5MZCI/AAAAAAAABcg/Xp98ASgwG2o/s400/DSC02873.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our table 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SFDL1TNw1xI/AAAAAAAABco/oO6ntx_O3jA/s1600-h/DSC02874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210888885419169554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SFDL1TNw1xI/AAAAAAAABco/oO6ntx_O3jA/s400/DSC02874.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our table 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SFDMAdSFIqI/AAAAAAAABcw/Bqq2AjUmil8/s1600-h/DSC02877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210889077100192418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SFDMAdSFIqI/AAAAAAAABcw/Bqq2AjUmil8/s400/DSC02877.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Greek dessert we tried, don't really like it, too sweet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SFDMPVyxo0I/AAAAAAAABc4/SHBGLtGUxno/s1600-h/DSC02879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210889332787880770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SFDMPVyxo0I/AAAAAAAABc4/SHBGLtGUxno/s400/DSC02879.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember the matching tees me and huey bought?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SFDMpOBZa9I/AAAAAAAABdA/2h1awi-GK1Y/s1600-h/DSC02887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210889777378323410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SFDMpOBZa9I/AAAAAAAABdA/2h1awi-GK1Y/s400/DSC02887.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The auntie's in action&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We reached home at around 4 something in the morn, and i talked with huey till like 6. Tried to sleep after that, but i couldn't fall asleep until like 7 plus 8 in the morning, how irritating. Ended up waking up at 4 pm, hope i can get my sleeping pattern back to normal = )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521207427068512640-4419838008925081943?l=nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/feeds/4419838008925081943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521207427068512640&amp;postID=4419838008925081943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/4419838008925081943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/4419838008925081943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/2008/06/supper-3-am.html' title='Supper @ 3 am...'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578138428422262438</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/_livtiHG3RFQ/SFDKTV78pgI/AAAAAAAABb4/orWdmzMt5JE/s72-c/DSC02859.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521207427068512640.post-2445811880191519813</id><published>2008-06-06T21:52:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:23:31.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dim Sum and Retail Therapy!</title><content type='html'>Well, exams are coming, and Huey and I are supposed to be in the midst of of preparations but... our dear Sin's invitation for dim sum was too tempting. And that poor little girl is dying to get out of the house so we decided to give in. A supposedly 3 hour dim sum appointment became a full blown whole day outing! Haha went for dim sum at Doncaster again, and than proceeded to Chadstone for some shopping! Terrible thing to do during exam time i know, but i still got some time left? Giving myself excuses again. Anyways, before going for dim sum, me and Huey went to the post office first to post out birthday cards. Sorry Jiesi, i was really rushing an assignment thus explaining the late birthday card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SElBXWK0CmI/AAAAAAAABaI/_uWEuHuuA3w/s1600-h/DSC02698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208766313374419554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SElBXWK0CmI/AAAAAAAABaI/_uWEuHuuA3w/s400/DSC02698.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside the nice and big post office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SElBk8uTWdI/AAAAAAAABaQ/xDdQfuGpwk8/s1600-h/DSC02704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208766547062118866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SElBk8uTWdI/AAAAAAAABaQ/xDdQfuGpwk8/s400/DSC02704.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy with her carrot juice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SElDYqyZzxI/AAAAAAAABaY/MXxUgnnsnYQ/s1600-h/DSC02705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208768535112306450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SElDYqyZzxI/AAAAAAAABaY/MXxUgnnsnYQ/s400/DSC02705.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the sisters to come get us &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SElOoI4arkI/AAAAAAAABag/Xlu7l13n5fg/s1600-h/DSC02712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208780895516536386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SElOoI4arkI/AAAAAAAABag/Xlu7l13n5fg/s400/DSC02712.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our dim sum; i love the pork ribs(left in front) and cow's tendon (right in front)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SElOzb2JMZI/AAAAAAAABao/vPcQINxxPdA/s1600-h/DSC02714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208781089585836434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SElOzb2JMZI/AAAAAAAABao/vPcQINxxPdA/s400/DSC02714.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sin and Hui Fern&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SElO9yHbmYI/AAAAAAAABaw/6HDFrpHsDfg/s1600-h/DSC02720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208781267362617730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SElO9yHbmYI/AAAAAAAABaw/6HDFrpHsDfg/s400/DSC02720.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The sisters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SElPE2NnlgI/AAAAAAAABa4/QVtISmLFPpY/s1600-h/DSC02724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208781388721395202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SElPE2NnlgI/AAAAAAAABa4/QVtISmLFPpY/s400/DSC02724.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yoke Huey's and my Mango pudding : Delicious&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SElPLfLAvEI/AAAAAAAABbA/nLbuvRk30vk/s1600-h/DSC02726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208781502795529282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SElPLfLAvEI/AAAAAAAABbA/nLbuvRk30vk/s400/DSC02726.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The sister's "Shuang Pi Nai" (Double skin milk)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SElPVPG-2rI/AAAAAAAABbI/KFBkXnEWBn4/s1600-h/DSC02729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208781670282353330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SElPVPG-2rI/AAAAAAAABbI/KFBkXnEWBn4/s400/DSC02729.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loving it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SElP1Sz39_I/AAAAAAAABbY/gSUsTKDRRKQ/s1600-h/DSC02739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208782221031766002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SElP1Sz39_I/AAAAAAAABbY/gSUsTKDRRKQ/s400/DSC02739.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Us outside the restaurant&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SElQEDhZ5CI/AAAAAAAABbg/u1L8Jm1CLSE/s1600-h/DSC02740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208782474625803298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SElQEDhZ5CI/AAAAAAAABbg/u1L8Jm1CLSE/s400/DSC02740.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last time @ Golden Dragon Palace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After our dim sum, as mentioned, we went to Chadstone because our dear Sin wants to go Koo Kai to look for stuff. I wasn't expecting to buy anything at first but i ended up buying 4 t shirts, 1 spag top, and 2 necklaces. There was a sale though, i got one matching tee with Huey which just cost $5 bucks! Haha totally love that shirt. Peiyi had to rush to work and Sin had to go meet her friends for dinner so we left Chadstone, and me and Huey went for Vietnamnese food!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SElQWZ-sWKI/AAAAAAAABbw/KuGTTFuXy_Y/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208782789891872930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SElQWZ-sWKI/AAAAAAAABbw/KuGTTFuXy_Y/s400/untitled.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Special spicy Vietnamnese noodle and combination beef noodles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SElQPnLZLDI/AAAAAAAABbo/W-cNDRzkKeA/s1600-h/DSC02760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208782673175718962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SElQPnLZLDI/AAAAAAAABbo/W-cNDRzkKeA/s400/DSC02760.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my favourite Vietnamnese restaurant for beef noodles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That marks the end of our day. Totally enjoyed shopping; it really does make a person feel happier = ) Hope i can concentrate for my exams now! Pray hard for me please darlings....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521207427068512640-2445811880191519813?l=nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/feeds/2445811880191519813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521207427068512640&amp;postID=2445811880191519813' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/2445811880191519813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/2445811880191519813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/2008/06/dim-sum-and-retail-therapy.html' title='Dim Sum and Retail Therapy!'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578138428422262438</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/_livtiHG3RFQ/SElBXWK0CmI/AAAAAAAABaI/_uWEuHuuA3w/s72-c/DSC02698.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521207427068512640.post-3778595051861426814</id><published>2008-05-30T21:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T21:42:39.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do take note</title><content type='html'>I just updated the zoo entry today, but it appeared below the entry that i blogged yesterday. i guess it's because of the date thing, so if you want to read about my zoo experience, scroll down to the entry after Esaius's Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i finished with a presentation today, so that made me have the mood to blog. This was my first "formal presentation" here in Melbourne. I guess it didn't go too bad, but it could have been better. The nerves got me, and i guess all of you know when i get nervous, i talk damn pretty fast haha. So like a bullet train, i rattled everything out. I kept telling myself not to do that, but i just couldn't help it. I got a 10/15; not too good, but i won't say bad either. First thing i passed in this stupid english sub!!! Thank God for that, got the 40% report coming up, and that's what i am really worried about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i was fretting about the presentation yesterday, a song suddenly came into my mind, it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cast all my cares upon you&lt;br /&gt;I lay all of my burden, down at your feet&lt;br /&gt;And everytime, i don't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;I just cast all my cares upon you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope i can happily sing this song after handing up my assignmnet. Like what my mommy told me, do it and just leave it in the hands of God, and accept whatever outcome it may be. How tough that can be huh? But if i am really willing to leave my burdens with God, i am sure i will feel much "lighter". May he give me strength to do so, Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521207427068512640-3778595051861426814?l=nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/feeds/3778595051861426814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521207427068512640&amp;postID=3778595051861426814' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/3778595051861426814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/3778595051861426814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/2008/05/weird.html' title='Do take note'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578138428422262438</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-1521207427068512640.post-196602863632485881</id><published>2008-05-29T13:45:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:23:31.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Esaius's Birthday</title><content type='html'>I wanted to blog about the going to the zoo, but i got lazy halfway updating the pictures. Besides, the internet here is quite slow, and i got quite a few pictures to upload so wait till i am a little more free ok? After Monday i should be quite free, because that is the day i will be done with the English assng! Gosh this assng has been giving me lots of problem, doing but failing all the time. Is my grammar really that bad?? Oh well, i really hope God will carry me through. Anyways i will be blogging about my dearest didi's birthday. Even though i was not there for the celebration, i feel so happy just by looking the photos. I spoke to him on the phone on his bday, and i totally had no idea what he was talking about. Think its been too long since i last saw him, I miss you didi! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD5DwMiuRcI/AAAAAAAABWA/oFFdB4tWUJY/s1600-h/n659374295_620236_3850.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205672714566518210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD5DwMiuRcI/AAAAAAAABWA/oFFdB4tWUJY/s400/n659374295_620236_3850.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His celebration at swensens&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD5D1MiuRdI/AAAAAAAABWI/0yO2rCov2ic/s1600-h/n659374295_620237_4901.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205672800465864146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD5D1MiuRdI/AAAAAAAABWI/0yO2rCov2ic/s400/n659374295_620237_4901.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Celebration at home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD5D5siuReI/AAAAAAAABWQ/9EowhbYKbWE/s1600-h/n659374295_620238_5948.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205672877775275490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD5D5siuReI/AAAAAAAABWQ/9EowhbYKbWE/s400/n659374295_620238_5948.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The birthday boy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD5D9ciuRfI/AAAAAAAABWY/vNaWnqXb0vg/s1600-h/n659374295_620239_6983.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205672942199784946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD5D9ciuRfI/AAAAAAAABWY/vNaWnqXb0vg/s400/n659374295_620239_6983.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My other two sweethearts, so cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking forward to the day that i can be back with you guys again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521207427068512640-196602863632485881?l=nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/feeds/196602863632485881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521207427068512640&amp;postID=196602863632485881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/196602863632485881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/196602863632485881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/2008/05/esaiuss-birthday.html' title='Esaius&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578138428422262438</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/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD5DwMiuRcI/AAAAAAAABWA/oFFdB4tWUJY/s72-c/n659374295_620236_3850.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521207427068512640.post-3354413682028438738</id><published>2008-05-26T18:36:00.041+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:23:40.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're going to the zoo zoo zoo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally finished updating the zoo entry! Sorry for taking so long guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; We settled on meeting at Melbourne Central station to catch the train to Werribee, bought some breakfast as it was going to be quite a long ride, took at least 1 hour i think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SDqS5MiuRVI/AAAAAAAABVI/MuzIWwUO74s/s1600-h/DSC02505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204633830697092434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SDqS5MiuRVI/AAAAAAAABVI/MuzIWwUO74s/s400/DSC02505.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While waiting for our train&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD_vN8iuR5I/AAAAAAAABZo/1u1D0aDOJgc/s1600-h/P1160028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206142717132687250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD_vN8iuR5I/AAAAAAAABZo/1u1D0aDOJgc/s400/P1160028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Huey's and my breakfast: Chicken Teriyakki with sweet onion sauce, my favourite!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SDqTD8iuRWI/AAAAAAAABVQ/7nJvZrpMKf8/s1600-h/DSC02511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204634015380686178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SDqTD8iuRWI/AAAAAAAABVQ/7nJvZrpMKf8/s400/DSC02511.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And we arrive at the station. Pretty quiet and isolated place, and the stupid shuttle to the zoo like comes every 1 over hour or so, and we just missed the bus when we arrived. So the other alternative was to cab there, the zoo was pretty nearby anyway, and that was what we did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SDqTV8iuRXI/AAAAAAAABVY/hWv0LebWU-8/s1600-h/DSC02518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204634324618331506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SDqTV8iuRXI/AAAAAAAABVY/hWv0LebWU-8/s400/DSC02518.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We finally reached the Open Range Werribee Zoo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SDqTh8iuRYI/AAAAAAAABVg/Dl0K6r34HFM/s1600-h/DSC02519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204634530776761730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SDqTh8iuRYI/AAAAAAAABVg/Dl0K6r34HFM/s400/DSC02519.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Settling our tickets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This zoo is different from the common ones we usually go to. They have more of a safari theme; something like a improvised version of Africa, so Sin and I went crazy exclaiming at every hut, signage or bridge that we saw. Haha sound so sua ku, but it's definitely a different experience. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SDqT4ciuRZI/AAAAAAAABVo/8cdPbVU30_s/s1600-h/DSC02522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204634917323818386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SDqT4ciuRZI/AAAAAAAABVo/8cdPbVU30_s/s400/DSC02522.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cute little hut houses where you can have a mini picnic &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SDqUhciuRaI/AAAAAAAABVw/kKjSMpENkPw/s1600-h/DSC02527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204635621698454946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SDqUhciuRaI/AAAAAAAABVw/kKjSMpENkPw/s400/DSC02527.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were surrounded by grasses like these when we walked the trails, and chickens were roaming around freely. And as you could have guess, that made yoke huey very irritated, which made me feel very happy!!! Haha. She hates chickens because she thinks they are very dirty, and there were chicken shit all over also.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SDqUysiuRbI/AAAAAAAABV4/hX2F2LEwlgg/s1600-h/DSC02528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204635918051198386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SDqUysiuRbI/AAAAAAAABV4/hX2F2LEwlgg/s400/DSC02528.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The pretty looking signage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD_oDciuRgI/AAAAAAAABWg/2WaWp7yhj8E/s1600-h/DSC02533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206134840162665986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD_oDciuRgI/AAAAAAAABWg/2WaWp7yhj8E/s400/DSC02533.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are supposed to be monkeys behind, but i don't know why you can't see them hmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD_ovsiuRhI/AAAAAAAABWo/z4e3GrL5zao/s1600-h/DSC02537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206135600371877394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD_ovsiuRhI/AAAAAAAABWo/z4e3GrL5zao/s400/DSC02537.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Into the grasslands i go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD_pCsiuRiI/AAAAAAAABWw/pkjAoku6KE8/s1600-h/DSC02540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206135926789391906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD_pCsiuRiI/AAAAAAAABWw/pkjAoku6KE8/s400/DSC02540.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man made attractions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD_pXciuRjI/AAAAAAAABW4/FzFl2hRvHbw/s1600-h/DSC02545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206136283271677490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD_pXciuRjI/AAAAAAAABW4/FzFl2hRvHbw/s400/DSC02545.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Campfire place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD_pjsiuRkI/AAAAAAAABXA/6uonOBJk-Os/s1600-h/DSC02552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206136493725075010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD_pjsiuRkI/AAAAAAAABXA/6uonOBJk-Os/s400/DSC02552.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD_p1ciuRlI/AAAAAAAABXI/XWLcCLENXYs/s1600-h/DSC02556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206136798667753042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD_p1ciuRlI/AAAAAAAABXI/XWLcCLENXYs/s400/DSC02556.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside the tourist center. Sin now its my turn to look pregnant here haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD_qB8iuRmI/AAAAAAAABXQ/x-TEEAOe_IY/s1600-h/DSC02566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206137013416117858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD_qB8iuRmI/AAAAAAAABXQ/x-TEEAOe_IY/s400/DSC02566.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cute Meerkats we saw along the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD_qQMiuRnI/AAAAAAAABXY/PioeWQHHWyw/s1600-h/DSC02570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206137258229253746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD_qQMiuRnI/AAAAAAAABXY/PioeWQHHWyw/s400/DSC02570.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lion enclosure with no lions in the pic haha; and sin your turn to look pregnant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD_qosiuRoI/AAAAAAAABXg/kllzmuXM9hU/s1600-h/DSC02573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206137679136048770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD_qosiuRoI/AAAAAAAABXg/kllzmuXM9hU/s400/DSC02573.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;row row row your boat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD_rAciuRpI/AAAAAAAABXo/np1EpGbLd3s/s1600-h/DSC02579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206138087157941906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD_rAciuRpI/AAAAAAAABXo/np1EpGbLd3s/s400/DSC02579.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obstacle bridges&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD_rUsiuRqI/AAAAAAAABXw/flONrwF7M8s/s1600-h/DSC02587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206138435050292898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD_rUsiuRqI/AAAAAAAABXw/flONrwF7M8s/s400/DSC02587.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very beauty of nature...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD_rmsiuRrI/AAAAAAAABX4/HkUNH9lq4j0/s1600-h/DSC02599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206138744287938226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD_rmsiuRrI/AAAAAAAABX4/HkUNH9lq4j0/s400/DSC02599.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We didn't really get to see the hippos in action. They were all sleeping and lazing around, none were swimming or moving, so i guess we just had to make do with the fake one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD_r6MiuRsI/AAAAAAAABYA/zrZsPpIeInw/s1600-h/DSC02601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206139079295387330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD_r6MiuRsI/AAAAAAAABYA/zrZsPpIeInw/s400/DSC02601.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This little one was playing around that particular hippo when we wanted to take the picture. His parents told him to move away, but you know being a kid and all, he couldn't take instructions well. So our dear Sin just opened her arms (you know the come give me a hug action), and he went happily right into it and posed for the pic! What a friendly kid = )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After finishing the first trail, Sin got bit hungry, so we went to the cafe for brunch. Hmmm but only she ate, so not we but she haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD_sJMiuRtI/AAAAAAAABYI/-jAGXMor1Nk/s1600-h/DSC02616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206139336993425106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD_sJMiuRtI/AAAAAAAABYI/-jAGXMor1Nk/s400/DSC02616.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy with her pie and LOADS of ketchup&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD_sUsiuRuI/AAAAAAAABYQ/ffGqGwMnvU4/s1600-h/DSC02617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206139534561920738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD_sUsiuRuI/AAAAAAAABYQ/ffGqGwMnvU4/s400/DSC02617.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me trying not to fall asleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next on, we went to explore the second trail. Its somewhat like a open park where the animals are allowed to roam about freely. However, we were advised to stay on the paths only, so of course we can't go chasing the animals. Anyway there were only emus, bandicoots(which we didn't see at all), wallabies and kangeroos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD_t58iuRzI/AAAAAAAABY4/_371g2BUyTU/s1600-h/DSC02629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206141274023675698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD_t58iuRzI/AAAAAAAABY4/_371g2BUyTU/s400/DSC02629.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Entering the unknown zone....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I told the two that since they had a gate like that, i am sure there must be some kind of animal roaming freely inside. And of course they felt vulnerable haha, so i walked first. I was constantly turning back to talk to them, and i didn't notice what was right in front of my footpath...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD_sqciuRvI/AAAAAAAABYY/rwyvSeXbwG8/s1600-h/DSC02620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206139908224075506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD_sqciuRvI/AAAAAAAABYY/rwyvSeXbwG8/s400/DSC02620.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A huge emu!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok, that did shock me. Thank goodness Sin screamed when she saw it, or i would have blindly crashed into it. And who knows, it may not like me and start pecking on me haha. There were plenty of them walking about, but they don't attack you. Just basically minding their own business. One of the park rangers said they love humans? Cause they basically grew up in this enclosure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD_s-siuRwI/AAAAAAAABYg/B1LRtNRLmsU/s1600-h/DSC02622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206140256116426498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD_s-siuRwI/AAAAAAAABYg/B1LRtNRLmsU/s400/DSC02622.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yoke Huey and Sin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD_tjciuRyI/AAAAAAAABYw/wYxcOmy7JkM/s1600-h/DSC02628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206140887476619042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD_tjciuRyI/AAAAAAAABYw/wYxcOmy7JkM/s400/DSC02628.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted to go closer to it for a photo shot, but it started walking halfway through.Damn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD_tO8iuRxI/AAAAAAAABYo/nMz1OuTRLUc/s1600-h/DSC02625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206140535289300754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD_tO8iuRxI/AAAAAAAABYo/nMz1OuTRLUc/s400/DSC02625.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A random pic along the way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After all these walking, we were all prepped up for or vehicle tour. I think this will be the closest i will ever get to Africa. We booked for the private tour, which means less people and a personal guide. The guide would also drive of the pathways (which the general tour guide won't), and try to bring us as close to the animals as possible. Our safety was the top priority, so she would move the vehicle away asap when she senses an attack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD_wFsiuR8I/AAAAAAAABaA/G5gdi7koTyk/s1600-h/P1160087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206143674910394306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD_wFsiuR8I/AAAAAAAABaA/G5gdi7koTyk/s400/P1160087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our vehicle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD_uD8iuR0I/AAAAAAAABZA/MVKsJ2-8WLY/s1600-h/DSC02637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206141445822367554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD_uD8iuR0I/AAAAAAAABZA/MVKsJ2-8WLY/s400/DSC02637.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the vehicle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD_uTciuR1I/AAAAAAAABZI/BRn_JUkduCs/s1600-h/DSC02648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206141712110339922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD_uTciuR1I/AAAAAAAABZI/BRn_JUkduCs/s400/DSC02648.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The bulls, they looked quite ugly anyway haha. And not forgetting, they were like shitting and pee-ing like non stop, didn't smell too good for sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD_uiMiuR2I/AAAAAAAABZQ/099DoVVebMg/s1600-h/DSC02649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206141965513410402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD_uiMiuR2I/AAAAAAAABZQ/099DoVVebMg/s400/DSC02649.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eh huey, you can camouflage in with the bulls, same colour!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD_uzciuR3I/AAAAAAAABZY/8H7ER9gCscI/s1600-h/DSC02667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206142261866153842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD_uzciuR3I/AAAAAAAABZY/8H7ER9gCscI/s400/DSC02667.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The cute camel: doesn't it give you the kind of awe.... feeling?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD_vEMiuR4I/AAAAAAAABZg/JG4MNwj7pXM/s1600-h/DSC02675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206142549628962690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD_vEMiuR4I/AAAAAAAABZg/JG4MNwj7pXM/s400/DSC02675.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The two of them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We saw some other animals along the way like wild horses, cows, antelopes, but i don't think i will put all of them up here. I would want to put up pics of the giraffes though, but the pics are in another camera so too bad. They were really sweet, when they saw our vehicle approaching, they actually walked up to the vehicle, and one of them like knew how to walk around the vehicle so that everyone could have a good look at them and take pictures of them. So clever! Unlike the stupid cows that wanted to charge at us, but we got away in time thanks to the fast reflexes of the guide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We then proceeded to for mini picnic at a nice cool area. Free hot drinks and peach muffins, yum yum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD_vbsiuR6I/AAAAAAAABZw/uuLN1h7urk0/s1600-h/P1160077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206142953355888546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD_vbsiuR6I/AAAAAAAABZw/uuLN1h7urk0/s400/P1160077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone helping themselves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD_vsMiuR7I/AAAAAAAABZ4/T2iOtwRIO5Q/s1600-h/P1160083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206143236823730098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SD_vsMiuR7I/AAAAAAAABZ4/T2iOtwRIO5Q/s400/P1160083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was our beautiful and friendly tour guide. I think she looks like Renne Zellweger, you reckon? Anyways, after our picnic we went back to the vehicle to look at more animals but no pics of that with me now. Left the zoo and met up with PY for dinner at Richmond. Both our camera's batt was flat by then so no pictures as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I enjoyed myself that day quite a bit, and the experience was definitely refreshing. Don't think i will go back a second time though, it's like worth it for a one-time experience, after that nah. Going to look for some food now, hungry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521207427068512640-3354413682028438738?l=nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/feeds/3354413682028438738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521207427068512640&amp;postID=3354413682028438738' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/3354413682028438738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/3354413682028438738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/2008/05/were-going-to-zoo-zoo-zoo.html' title='We&apos;re going to the zoo zoo zoo!'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578138428422262438</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/_livtiHG3RFQ/SDqS5MiuRVI/AAAAAAAABVI/MuzIWwUO74s/s72-c/DSC02505.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521207427068512640.post-5489277159425029443</id><published>2008-05-22T14:06:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:23:40.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Visitors from Singapore</title><content type='html'>On sunday night, me, Vince and Yee Lin had some special visitors from Singapore! Our church friends came to Melbourne for a visit and we met up for dinner. They came as a whole family actually, but they are all my church friends, you know what i mean? Something like two of my church friends got married, and the other guy is the brother of the guy that got married?Haha nevermind, i think i am confusing you even more. Anyways we brought them to Lygon Street, they wanted Fish and Chips, but we didn't know where to find that. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SDUNs8iuRRI/AAAAAAAABUo/v0iLac9k3OA/s1600-h/DSC02491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203080010313647378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SDUNs8iuRRI/AAAAAAAABUo/v0iLac9k3OA/s400/DSC02491.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The girls at Papa Gino's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SDUN7siuRSI/AAAAAAAABUw/kxYIV4ji20I/s1600-h/DSC02492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203080263716717858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SDUN7siuRSI/AAAAAAAABUw/kxYIV4ji20I/s400/DSC02492.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and of course the guys...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The famous food here would have to be the pizzas. They are freshly made on the spot and you can have two different flavours in one pizza.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SDUOKMiuRTI/AAAAAAAABU4/lcwfmJQEd_E/s1600-h/DSC02496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203080512824821042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SDUOKMiuRTI/AAAAAAAABU4/lcwfmJQEd_E/s400/DSC02496.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For example, we had half mushroom and half aussie pizza. Looks so good...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a very simple dinner with just some catching up. Didn't stay there for too long because they needed to fly the next morning, and the kids were waiting for mummy at home too = ) Such a pity i didn't get to see them this time round. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We paid the bill (actually they paid the bill haha, it was a treat from them, so nice!!!), and took our final group photo before leaving the place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SDUOVsiuRUI/AAAAAAAABVA/bpvb5ssONYw/s1600-h/DSC02498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203080710393316674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SDUOVsiuRUI/AAAAAAAABVA/bpvb5ssONYw/s400/DSC02498.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you all so much for this wonderful night and of course the wonderful meal. See you guys in Singapore!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521207427068512640-5489277159425029443?l=nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/feeds/5489277159425029443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521207427068512640&amp;postID=5489277159425029443' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/5489277159425029443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/5489277159425029443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/2008/05/visitors-from-singapore.html' title='Visitors from Singapore'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578138428422262438</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/_livtiHG3RFQ/SDUNs8iuRRI/AAAAAAAABUo/v0iLac9k3OA/s72-c/DSC02491.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521207427068512640.post-2013908859507494969</id><published>2008-05-18T14:18:00.030+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:23:45.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I kept to my promise...</title><content type='html'>Ok, so after going missing for about a week, what have i been up to? Hee, yes more eating and eating and eating. Sorry Huixian, haha its really turning into a food blog! Ok, let me start with desserts with huey on Friday. That woman lost to me on a bet, thats why she had to treat me to Max Brenners haha. Eh but i insisted on paying her half, but she refused, she said i will cook her Aglio Olio in return, so my dear housemate, don't said i cheat you ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SC_K40JT60I/AAAAAAAABQw/f9mApkf2MmQ/s1600-h/DSC02348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201599172055395138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SC_K40JT60I/AAAAAAAABQw/f9mApkf2MmQ/s400/DSC02348.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Melbourne Central branch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SC_KT0JT6zI/AAAAAAAABQo/M7PLUralnCE/s1600-h/DSC02339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201598536400235314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SC_KT0JT6zI/AAAAAAAABQo/M7PLUralnCE/s400/DSC02339.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time sitting outside...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SC_RNkJT7RI/AAAAAAAABUY/5U7FoSsyziE/s1600-h/untitled4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201606125607447826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SC_RNkJT7RI/AAAAAAAABUY/5U7FoSsyziE/s400/untitled4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for our food and drinks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SC_LJUJT61I/AAAAAAAABQ4/WWvzpvVStsU/s1600-h/DSC02350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201599455523236690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SC_LJUJT61I/AAAAAAAABQ4/WWvzpvVStsU/s400/DSC02350.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her hot chocolate came first, not fair! Haha she paid an extra $1.20 for that whipped cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SC_LXUJT62I/AAAAAAAABRA/brfcVAl2JlU/s1600-h/DSC02353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201599696041405282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SC_LXUJT62I/AAAAAAAABRA/brfcVAl2JlU/s400/DSC02353.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Belgian Waffle again! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This time round i tried their ice blended drink. Yellow granita, which is blended with lemon and mint leaves, nice and refreshing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SC_LkUJT63I/AAAAAAAABRI/jb91JkJbQRo/s1600-h/DSC02356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201599919379704690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SC_LkUJT63I/AAAAAAAABRI/jb91JkJbQRo/s400/DSC02356.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on to Saturday. We had plans to go to the open range Werribee Zoo, but i only realised the caption "Bookings are essential" on the website just one day before. When i called, they were closed already, so i thought its ok, i will call early in the morn to check again. Forced myself to wake up at 9 am to call, and the stupid pre-recorded hotline just goes..."Thank you for using voicemail", and then my phone line gets cut. How irritating. Besides, it was pouring outside, freezing like mad. It didn't rain the whole week, and when we decided to go to the zoo, it must rain, so it got cancelled. We are going to try again next week, hopefully it doesn't pour again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nevertheless, we did have other plans. Went down to Camberwell's Sophia to have dinner. This place is well known for serving super large portions with a low price. The restaurant was darn spacious and the portions were really large too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SC_L3kJT64I/AAAAAAAABRQ/eeGC-afV6TE/s1600-h/DSC02371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201600250092186498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SC_L3kJT64I/AAAAAAAABRQ/eeGC-afV6TE/s400/DSC02371.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went with the sisters as usual&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SC_MFUJT65I/AAAAAAAABRY/X8bQHE6fCFQ/s1600-h/DSC02372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201600486315387794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SC_MFUJT65I/AAAAAAAABRY/X8bQHE6fCFQ/s400/DSC02372.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waiting....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SC_QsEJT7OI/AAAAAAAABUA/ONJRak-S0Kk/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201605550081830114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SC_QsEJT7OI/AAAAAAAABUA/ONJRak-S0Kk/s400/untitled.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had Calamari as starters and they were delicious! Unlike those we always eat, you know where the squid is super skinny, and most of the time you are eating flour? This is not the case here, the squid is fat and juicy, and you can't taste the flour. We also ordered this pasta trio thing where we can choose 3 flavours of pasta in one plate, and gosh its huge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SC_MREJT66I/AAAAAAAABRg/65BrFhDB1dc/s1600-h/DSC02384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201600688178850722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SC_MREJT66I/AAAAAAAABRg/65BrFhDB1dc/s400/DSC02384.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See what i mean by large??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SC_MeEJT67I/AAAAAAAABRo/XaVrVvmn0Us/s1600-h/DSC02388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201600911517150130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SC_MeEJT67I/AAAAAAAABRo/XaVrVvmn0Us/s400/DSC02388.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm...do you think i can hide behind it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Huey and me wanted to bet with the sisters that we could still order another pizza and finish it, but...we were terribly wrong. Thank goodness we didn't haha, because we couldn't even finish our pasta!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SC_MrEJT68I/AAAAAAAABRw/LzWIsgKFGfU/s1600-h/DSC02390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201601134855449538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SC_MrEJT68I/AAAAAAAABRw/LzWIsgKFGfU/s400/DSC02390.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leftovers..enough for one more person?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SC_NMkJT69I/AAAAAAAABR4/LcfOYzzR9Oo/s1600-h/DSC02393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201601710381067218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SC_NMkJT69I/AAAAAAAABR4/LcfOYzzR9Oo/s400/DSC02393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Random Pic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SC_NZEJT6-I/AAAAAAAABSA/2t37JilT16Y/s1600-h/DSC02397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201601925129432034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SC_NZEJT6-I/AAAAAAAABSA/2t37JilT16Y/s400/DSC02397.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See where the leftovers went...One full box of takeaway, should be enough for 2, not just 1. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This did not stop us from having desserts, but of course we shared. Decided to go for the gelato which has lots of flavours and again, huge in size haha. The service there is darn good man, waiters were fast, friendly, and helpful! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SC_NkkJT6_I/AAAAAAAABSI/hyc2iNih3ZQ/s1600-h/DSC02400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201602122697927666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SC_NkkJT6_I/AAAAAAAABSI/hyc2iNih3ZQ/s400/DSC02400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The waiter that only allowed me to take a pic of him unless i be in the pic as well&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SC_NzEJT7AI/AAAAAAAABSQ/5NLmNLKt9bE/s1600-h/DSC02402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201602371806030850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SC_NzEJT7AI/AAAAAAAABSQ/5NLmNLKt9bE/s400/DSC02402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A tower of gelato!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SC_OAEJT7BI/AAAAAAAABSY/cWhmZ2mVJSU/s1600-h/DSC02416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201602595144330258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SC_OAEJT7BI/AAAAAAAABSY/cWhmZ2mVJSU/s400/DSC02416.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The yummy cakes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PeiYi wanted to take a picture with the cakes as well, but when i was going to take for her, the manager waved his hand and we thought we were not allowed to take pictures of their cakes. He proceeded to open the fridge and took a whole cake out, and told PeiYi to pose with the cake, how sweet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SC_OMUJT7CI/AAAAAAAABSg/1rdWg_M-doc/s1600-h/DSC02417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201602805597727778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SC_OMUJT7CI/AAAAAAAABSg/1rdWg_M-doc/s400/DSC02417.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The people there are all so lovely&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SC_Oc0JT7DI/AAAAAAAABSo/7lvQYfJ_kiM/s1600-h/DSC02420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201603089065569330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SC_Oc0JT7DI/AAAAAAAABSo/7lvQYfJ_kiM/s400/DSC02420.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leaving the place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were looking for people to help us take this group photo, and there were 3 guys smoking outside, and they were asians. When i approached them, i don't know why my first instinct was to speak to them in Chinese (I guess my brain must have assumed they were from China), i went "qing wen ni ke bu ke yi..." then i went oh sorry, i meant could you take a picture for us please. I felt so embarassed! Haha and they were from indonesia la! Blur me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next stop, Golden Monkey. Huey has been raving to me how nice this place would be and i will like it. I wasn't too convinced by her, but whoa! I really liked that place so much! But i hated her reason, she said because that place has very "China designs" so she thinks i will like it. Stupid woman, and is there anything wrong with satin material clothes? She says i am like a China woman because i like satin, crazy right she? See Yoke Huey, you are crazy haha. I do like the place because of the Oriental design, but not because it has "China designs" ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SC_RAkJT7PI/AAAAAAAABUI/D9MajhqPomg/s1600-h/untitled2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201605902269148402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SC_RAkJT7PI/AAAAAAAABUI/D9MajhqPomg/s400/untitled2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They are two seperate areas, see the white line?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SC_PekJT7II/AAAAAAAABTQ/qMtUanXszy8/s1600-h/DSC02435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201604218641968258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SC_PekJT7II/AAAAAAAABTQ/qMtUanXszy8/s400/DSC02435.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The bar top&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SC_PtEJT7JI/AAAAAAAABTY/nYznay3swfo/s1600-h/DSC02444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201604467750071442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SC_PtEJT7JI/AAAAAAAABTY/nYznay3swfo/s400/DSC02444.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looks like someone's living room right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SC_O4UJT7FI/AAAAAAAABS4/xRA96Zu9pR0/s1600-h/DSC02422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201603561511971922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SC_O4UJT7FI/AAAAAAAABS4/xRA96Zu9pR0/s400/DSC02422.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our cozy corner, so private! Looks a bit like a K box room, but its not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SC_PFUJT7GI/AAAAAAAABTA/1Un-azs8L9k/s1600-h/DSC02427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201603784850271330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SC_PFUJT7GI/AAAAAAAABTA/1Un-azs8L9k/s400/DSC02427.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and darling Sin...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SC_PQEJT7HI/AAAAAAAABTI/PE1L0uZ1eMc/s1600-h/DSC02430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201603969533865074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SC_PQEJT7HI/AAAAAAAABTI/PE1L0uZ1eMc/s400/DSC02430.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and NOT-darling Yoke huey hahahahaha, see the 60s pictures behind?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SC_P3UJT7KI/AAAAAAAABTg/1i2T3Uf1gxc/s1600-h/DSC02447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201604643843730594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SC_P3UJT7KI/AAAAAAAABTg/1i2T3Uf1gxc/s400/DSC02447.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our drinks: The Once Again Virgin, Butterfly Claw, Virgin Sacrifice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Interesting names huh? I had a mocktail this time round, didn't feel like having something alcoholic. Mine was the Once Again Virgin and is the nicest out of the 3! Haha huey went for the reccommended one, Butterfly Claw, which had alcohol, but it tasted...well not so appealing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SC_QCkJT7LI/AAAAAAAABTo/GKHHoISTjnQ/s1600-h/DSC02454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201604837117258930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SC_QCkJT7LI/AAAAAAAABTo/GKHHoISTjnQ/s400/DSC02454.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sin, you look like a Koala bear, and huey you are the tree branch! Haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SC_QN0JT7MI/AAAAAAAABTw/zHvB8M2fVCY/s1600-h/DSC02463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201605030390787266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SC_QN0JT7MI/AAAAAAAABTw/zHvB8M2fVCY/s400/DSC02463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As usual, self portrait&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SC_RHUJT7QI/AAAAAAAABUQ/mxa_AqjYv6M/s1600-h/untitled3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201606018233265410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SC_RHUJT7QI/AAAAAAAABUQ/mxa_AqjYv6M/s400/untitled3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wanted to try some back to the 60s thing, you know how they don't really smile in the pictures, but the both of us look like we are in some horror show's poster.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SC_QX0JT7NI/AAAAAAAABT4/dj_nCQgLP3E/s1600-h/DSC02475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201605202189479122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SC_QX0JT7NI/AAAAAAAABT4/dj_nCQgLP3E/s400/DSC02475.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A happier black and white picture to end of with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really like this place a lot, better than Jwow. Next time we go back again ok Huey?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521207427068512640-2013908859507494969?l=nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/feeds/2013908859507494969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521207427068512640&amp;postID=2013908859507494969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/2013908859507494969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/2013908859507494969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-kept-to-my-promise.html' title='I kept to my promise...'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578138428422262438</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/_livtiHG3RFQ/SC_K40JT60I/AAAAAAAABQw/f9mApkf2MmQ/s72-c/DSC02348.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521207427068512640.post-3217902865724931860</id><published>2008-05-17T22:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T22:29:33.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry!</title><content type='html'>Hey guys, sorry for the lack of updates. Was rushing an assignment last week, so didn't really have the mood to update haha. Anyways i am not going to update today as well! I have lots of photos to upload but now i am feeling quite tired, so tomorrow ok? Tomorrow i will update, more food, drinks and fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521207427068512640-3217902865724931860?l=nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/feeds/3217902865724931860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521207427068512640&amp;postID=3217902865724931860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/3217902865724931860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/3217902865724931860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/2008/05/sorry.html' title='Sorry!'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578138428422262438</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-1521207427068512640.post-4798478615039244416</id><published>2008-05-11T21:34:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:23:46.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little experiments with food</title><content type='html'>After watching some cooking programs, i decided to try to cook Soy sauce chicken wings. It looked simple on tv and not forgetting delicious as well. After watching that program, i was craving for chicken wings the whole night so i went to the super market on Friday night, marinated the chicken overnight and began on my experiment Saturday afternoon. It didn't take too long to cook it, just simply pan frying the wings, add water, add dark sauce and soya sauce and just leave it there to simmer. This was how it looked like done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SCb2W0JT6vI/AAAAAAAABQI/np1r7V8ynK4/s1600-h/DSC02324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199113691661069042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SCb2W0JT6vI/AAAAAAAABQI/np1r7V8ynK4/s400/DSC02324.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doesn't look too bad huh? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, i was quite happy with the results except it being a little to salty. But, i love eating salty stuff so basically to me it was quite alright. The stupid wings were slippery though, i dropped it on my pants the first time round, so i had to go change out and wash my pants. After changing to shorts, i dropped it again. This time round on my shirt. So i had to change my shirt and wash it too. How clumsy can i get, and stupid Yoke Huey was laughing her ass off. Next time i won't cook chicken wings for you anymore hmph! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For today, me and huey decided to experiment with the Korean Kimchi soup. She was complaining that the fridge had a weird smell; it turned out to be the Kimchi of mine, and there was still quite a bit left. So she suggested that i try cooking it into soup for her and she will finish it all. I was quite sceptical at the start, beacuse i cannot imagine that Kimchi taste in soup but nevertheless i decided to try. Fried some mince pork first, den added in the Kimchi followed by water and i left it there to simmer. After 10 mins, i added in an egg and some glass noodles. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SCb2uEJT6xI/AAAAAAAABQY/bkqSju2PXdk/s1600-h/DSC02329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199114091093027602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SCb2uEJT6xI/AAAAAAAABQY/bkqSju2PXdk/s400/DSC02329.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While i was doing all these, Huey was washing the bowls. Look like my maid huh? Haha she is going to complain again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SCb230JT6yI/AAAAAAAABQg/sps-JbrlD84/s1600-h/DSC02331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199114258596752162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SCb230JT6yI/AAAAAAAABQg/sps-JbrlD84/s400/DSC02331.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cooking the soup &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My eyes look kind of swollen here right? It just looks weird, guess i did not sleep enough last night that's why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SCb2ikJT6wI/AAAAAAAABQQ/ehCkS5zgK7o/s1600-h/DSC02326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199113893524531970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SCb2ikJT6wI/AAAAAAAABQQ/ehCkS5zgK7o/s400/DSC02326.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tadah! The final outcome&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It turned out pretty good i must say, not like what i thought. Tasty with a tinge of sour taste, not really spicy though. That was our dinner for the night, i am going to cook more of next time. Didn't know Korean food can be done so easily and quickly haha. However, i have to say this is not the traditional Kimchi soup. It is improvised that's why its easy to cook, you can try it too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521207427068512640-4798478615039244416?l=nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/feeds/4798478615039244416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521207427068512640&amp;postID=4798478615039244416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/4798478615039244416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/4798478615039244416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/2008/05/little-experiments-with-food.html' title='Little experiments with food'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578138428422262438</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/_livtiHG3RFQ/SCb2W0JT6vI/AAAAAAAABQI/np1r7V8ynK4/s72-c/DSC02324.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521207427068512640.post-5416946149834081990</id><published>2008-05-09T20:44:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:23:56.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate Connex...at times</title><content type='html'>I woke up at 7.45 am today so that i could attend my 9.am lecture. I had to go because it was a guest speaker and it wouldn't be recorded online, so despite feeling tired, i dragged myself out of bed. I left the house on time and boarded the correct timing train, but the stupid train BROKE DOWN halfway through. It managed to crawl to Flinders Street station where i could hop off and change another train. But guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There were no trains i could take when i arrived. After hustling from one platform to another to double confirm that i wasn't missing any trains, it was already 9 am. Finally therewas a train departing at 9.09am. I reached the lecture at 9.30 and i felt so embarrassed when i stepped in because all eyes were on me(in a bad way) and i was just presumed late. No one knew that the stupid train broke down. This is not the first time Connex screwed up, and their trains are always late and faulty. Makes me so irritated when i am actually on time, but the train is late. But i guess it can't be help because machines are never 100% guaranteed to work, and humans will always be late. Furthermore, they are always polite to apologize to customer when they are late. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, pissy thoughts aside. I managed to meet Liv for dinner today at Me Too Cafe. What a cute name huh? Overall, service was good, food not too bad, dessert portion super big and it was just enjoyable = )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SCRIgcN6RtI/AAAAAAAABPg/c6seQngiuog/s1600-h/DSC02314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198359592059946706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SCRIgcN6RtI/AAAAAAAABPg/c6seQngiuog/s400/DSC02314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liv and I at the entrance of Me Too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SCRHiMN6RoI/AAAAAAAABO4/AEcEHiBsw9Q/s1600-h/DSC02289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198358522613089922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SCRHiMN6RoI/AAAAAAAABO4/AEcEHiBsw9Q/s400/DSC02289.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The interior of the cafe; love the way they have different colour lights reflecting off the wall &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SCRIlMN6RuI/AAAAAAAABPo/UD6z8STaSZ0/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198359673664325346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SCRIlMN6RuI/AAAAAAAABPo/UD6z8STaSZ0/s400/untitled.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had the Seafood Marinara and the Funghi Risotto is Livvy's &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The seafood Marinara was good, but still can't compare to the one at NUSS clubhouse. That is my all time favourite spag there, i seem to be always ordering there when the family goes there for dinner. The one at Me Too had quite a generous serving of seafood, and the scallops and prawns were quite big. I loved the prawns a lot, very juciy and well marinated Mmmm... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SCRH6cN6RqI/AAAAAAAABPI/C-Win12-P0U/s1600-h/DSC02296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198358939224917666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SCRH6cN6RqI/AAAAAAAABPI/C-Win12-P0U/s400/DSC02296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My big scallop &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SCRIo8N6RvI/AAAAAAAABPw/NR1hmnezp8U/s1600-h/untitled2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198359738088834802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SCRIo8N6RvI/AAAAAAAABPw/NR1hmnezp8U/s400/untitled2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Close up of it...I am feeling hungry again! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SCRHvMN6RpI/AAAAAAAABPA/CzgrB4u2v2A/s1600-h/DSC02294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198358745951389330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SCRHvMN6RpI/AAAAAAAABPA/CzgrB4u2v2A/s400/DSC02294.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Liv loving her risotto &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After our main course, it was time for us to choose our dessert. The cakes in the fridge were super huge, and i mean super so we decided to share, and i am glad we decided on that. We couldn't even finish the cake we were sharing, can you imagine if we both had one? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SCRIvcN6RwI/AAAAAAAABP4/OePsDzmsOIs/s1600-h/untitled3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198359849757984514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SCRIvcN6RwI/AAAAAAAABP4/OePsDzmsOIs/s400/untitled3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The array of choices, but we chose the mixed berries cheesecake in the end &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SCRIGMN6RrI/AAAAAAAABPQ/4Eo5jSlSpzs/s1600-h/DSC02306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198359141088380594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SCRIGMN6RrI/AAAAAAAABPQ/4Eo5jSlSpzs/s400/DSC02306.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waiting to dig into the cheesecake &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SCRIzMN6RxI/AAAAAAAABQA/3qzejluDVPE/s1600-h/untitled4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198359914182493970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SCRIzMN6RxI/AAAAAAAABQA/3qzejluDVPE/s400/untitled4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The big slice of cake (even bigger than a standard palm size) with a generous serving of rasberries and blueberries &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SCRIRsN6RsI/AAAAAAAABPY/9o0BTW0Vt60/s1600-h/DSC02311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198359338656876226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SCRIRsN6RsI/AAAAAAAABPY/9o0BTW0Vt60/s400/DSC02311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loving every bite of it &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After dinner me and Liv just walked around the city. Went to this tea shop place and was very tempted to buy some flower tea leaves. It is quite healthy as their tea doesn't have caffeine and they have anti oxidents in them and in the long run, is good for your skin. I didn't buy in the end, but i think i will go back to buy it on Sunday. I should start cutting down on sweet drinks and start living healthy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521207427068512640-5416946149834081990?l=nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/feeds/5416946149834081990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521207427068512640&amp;postID=5416946149834081990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/5416946149834081990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/5416946149834081990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-hate-connexat-times.html' title='I hate Connex...at times'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578138428422262438</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/_livtiHG3RFQ/SCRIgcN6RtI/AAAAAAAABPg/c6seQngiuog/s72-c/DSC02314.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521207427068512640.post-4014262230544585201</id><published>2008-05-08T00:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T00:12:34.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>News reading anyone?</title><content type='html'>I officially did my news reading on SYN FM today. This is not a commercial radio station where they earn profits but its a community radio station where youths age 18 to 25 i think can volunteer their services at this station. It can be heard on the local radio here in Melbourne and it is really a very good platform for students that wish to fulfill their dream of going on air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can choose to do a full radio show after you have gone through their radio training classes, but i prefered to work in the news area. Went for the news reading training session yesterday and i volunteered to start today because i want to clock as many hours as possible for my internship thingey. Well i must say, i loved every bit of it. Despite it being nerve wrecking, it felt really good the moment i got off air. You know the adrenaline rush kind of feeling. I will be on a regular schedule every wed at 5pm to do the news bulletin but i hope to get more slots so i can clock the silly hours i need to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will tell you guys more about it once i am used to it, and hopefully i can get some pictures the next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521207427068512640-4014262230544585201?l=nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/feeds/4014262230544585201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521207427068512640&amp;postID=4014262230544585201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/4014262230544585201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/4014262230544585201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/2008/05/news-reading-anyone.html' title='News reading anyone?'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578138428422262438</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-1521207427068512640.post-4824832528154707452</id><published>2008-05-05T17:34:00.044+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:24:01.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories from the past...</title><content type='html'>I regretted not starting this blog earlier to capture the moments i spent here in melbourne so that in the future when i look back at this blog, i can bring back some of the wonderful memories i had here. So, i decided to do a back to the past entry to keep a record of what i have done and see how much i have changed = ) &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember when i first came to melbourne it was winter. The flight was horrible and i remember that was my first experience of having to do a transit and it shall very well be the last. I puked 3 times on the domestic flight from sydney to Melbourne and i remembered so clearly that i couldn't find a freakin puke bag in the seat pocket and i ended up puking on myself. Can you imagine how terrible i felt? Missing my family and friends so much, feeling plane sick, smelling of puke, and not forgetting feeling cold = ( That was one of my most horrid rides ever, but after touching and settling down, i felt so much better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am also very thankful that Vince was around when i arrived. He came early in the morning to pick me from the airport and thus lightening my load as the amount of luggage i had to carry was wooh...heavy for a tiny girl like me. I actually felt that God planned this whole trip for me. When i was to arrive in Mel, ing ing was still not back from the holidays yet but Vince was there. Then when ing completed her studies, Chor han was there to accompany me. Then not long after, Yoke Huey came to study. So you can see that i was never alone in this big country but God always made sure that someone was there with me. So thankful for that. Anyways i shall now start my picture story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7eCx9jLlI/AAAAAAAABKQ/mRpMrPFHDWk/s1600-h/P1010005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196835159384731218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7eCx9jLlI/AAAAAAAABKQ/mRpMrPFHDWk/s400/P1010005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the very first attractions i went to - The Melbourne Gaol (Jail)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prison that housed a very well known criminal, Ned Kelly. Nothing really fantastic about this place though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7ePh9jLmI/AAAAAAAABKY/EbW7HBpw9DM/s1600-h/P1010017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196835378428063330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7ePh9jLmI/AAAAAAAABKY/EbW7HBpw9DM/s400/P1010017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside the jail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7eox9jLnI/AAAAAAAABKg/537IazBPQ7M/s1600-h/P7130007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196835812219760242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7eox9jLnI/AAAAAAAABKg/537IazBPQ7M/s400/P7130007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere near my school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was when Vince taught me how to take a train to my school. When i just arrived he really helped me a lot. Applying my handphone line, learning how to take the train to school, accompanying me to explore different places etc. I really thank God for such a good friend that he provided to help me settle down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7fIh9jLpI/AAAAAAAABKw/M2WtaBOEN7k/s1600-h/P7220005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196836357680606866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7fIh9jLpI/AAAAAAAABKw/M2WtaBOEN7k/s400/P7220005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visiting Smith Street where most of the factory outlets are at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7fXh9jLqI/AAAAAAAABK4/d2-B7ebo7iQ/s1600-h/P7220012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196836615378644642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7fXh9jLqI/AAAAAAAABK4/d2-B7ebo7iQ/s400/P7220012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beautiful view across the Yarra River&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7fkB9jLrI/AAAAAAAABLA/9ur5ysgo4ic/s1600-h/P7220016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196836830127009458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7fkB9jLrI/AAAAAAAABLA/9ur5ysgo4ic/s400/P7220016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Chor Han&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7e6x9jLoI/AAAAAAAABKo/eItCKk2hs2Q/s1600-h/P7150001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196836121457405570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7e6x9jLoI/AAAAAAAABKo/eItCKk2hs2Q/s400/P7150001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best friend's brother!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chor han was another person that made my life here in Mel not so miserable. I remember how he used to accompany me every Friday for dinner, going to watch Saw with me even though he hated the show, and filling me in with interesting news *wink wink* Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When ing ing came back from her hols in Singapore, things got even better. What could i ask for more when my best friend is together with me. She made my first semester so much better for me, but the sad fact was it was my first sem and her last sem. Anyways the time spent together was still greatly treasured. She introduced me to the church i am attending now, to her cell group members whom some i still keep in contact with even though i don't attend that cell anymore, and also to different good food places! We always have days where we meet for dinner and end up ordering a whole table full or food and gorging ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7dAB9jLeI/AAAAAAAABJY/iOHcG5PKk5U/s1600-h/IMG_4967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196834012628463074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7dAB9jLeI/AAAAAAAABJY/iOHcG5PKk5U/s400/IMG_4967.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was at her place for Jessie's birthday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7dHR9jLfI/AAAAAAAABJg/eaNMufwSlAo/s1600-h/IMG_5023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196834137182514674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7dHR9jLfI/AAAAAAAABJg/eaNMufwSlAo/s400/IMG_5023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which was a pink party&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7dMx9jLgI/AAAAAAAABJo/1r_bwuRWZes/s1600-h/IMG_5216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196834231671795202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7dMx9jLgI/AAAAAAAABJo/1r_bwuRWZes/s400/IMG_5216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;International Students Ministry (ISM) welcome night dinner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7gJx9jLuI/AAAAAAAABLY/7jwyrqdOLNw/s1600-h/P8070041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196837478667071202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7gJx9jLuI/AAAAAAAABLY/7jwyrqdOLNw/s400/P8070041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My 20th birthday dinner, all thanks to her or i would have had a lonely 20th bday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7dkB9jLjI/AAAAAAAABKA/LN48ogsFAB0/s1600-h/IMG_5368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196834631103753778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7dkB9jLjI/AAAAAAAABKA/LN48ogsFAB0/s400/IMG_5368.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The wonderful siblings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7gYh9jLvI/AAAAAAAABLg/_QF2TOQCSl4/s1600-h/P8070069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196837732070141682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7gYh9jLvI/AAAAAAAABLg/_QF2TOQCSl4/s400/P8070069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vince is another one that will always be at my birthday celebrations here in Mel, thanks man. Anyways, i hate those ah ma specs of mine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7gux9jLwI/AAAAAAAABLo/ywpW9H8nUqw/s1600-h/P8070085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196838114322231042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7gux9jLwI/AAAAAAAABLo/ywpW9H8nUqw/s400/P8070085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The people that shared this special day with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After sending some of my birthday photos to Susan then, she gave me feedback that my hair was horrible and i looked like a monkey. What kind of friend is this? Haha, but now that i look back. my hair was really quite terrible then, so i decided to have my very first haircut in Mel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7hnB9jL1I/AAAAAAAABMQ/FJo4BYY93tk/s1600-h/P8110041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196839080689872722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7hnB9jL1I/AAAAAAAABMQ/FJo4BYY93tk/s400/P8110041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember this was the day i had my haircut because after cutting my hair, i went for my first play at Melbourne Uni called "Karma". Super duper nice play that showed a group of people's lives from the olden days till modern times. Like what they were in their previous lives and how their lives changed every time they went through a re-incarnation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7hcR9jL0I/AAAAAAAABMI/q3J1l0elOfw/s1600-h/P8110028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196838896006278978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7hcR9jL0I/AAAAAAAABMI/q3J1l0elOfw/s400/P8110028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The group of girls @ the play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7drR9jLkI/AAAAAAAABKI/UJ4b6_OK2ZQ/s1600-h/IMG_5437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196834755657805378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7drR9jLkI/AAAAAAAABKI/UJ4b6_OK2ZQ/s400/IMG_5437.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the first time i went to try Han Guk Guan, you know the Korean restaurant that huey, me and the sisters went that time? I rememberi i had a super bad hair day that day because i tried to style my new hair and i ended up putting to my wax which made my hair feel so oily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next event in line should be bell's birthday. This was the place that i was living in the first semester anyway. And bell was one of my housemates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7dUB9jLhI/AAAAAAAABJw/IwsinqQKLZw/s1600-h/IMG_5289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196834356225846802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7dUB9jLhI/AAAAAAAABJw/IwsinqQKLZw/s400/IMG_5289.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The surprise party we had for her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7ddB9jLiI/AAAAAAAABJ4/0eIa7zxJzfU/s1600-h/IMG_5319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196834510844669474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7ddB9jLiI/AAAAAAAABJ4/0eIa7zxJzfU/s400/IMG_5319.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Vicky, me and my bestie ing ing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random pics along the way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7h7h9jL4I/AAAAAAAABMo/9P_xx2iyxRc/s1600-h/P8200002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196839432877191042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7h7h9jL4I/AAAAAAAABMo/9P_xx2iyxRc/s400/P8200002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7hvB9jL2I/AAAAAAAABMY/RNovOs2d1qk/s1600-h/P8130027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196839218128826210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7hvB9jL2I/AAAAAAAABMY/RNovOs2d1qk/s400/P8130027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do i look with short hair? Haha i didn't cut my hair that short la, its just that the hairstyle i had was something like a double hairstyle or whatever thingey it was. The longer part is just tucked behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7h1B9jL3I/AAAAAAAABMg/ZTgiDe2AcGg/s1600-h/P8130030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196839321208041330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7h1B9jL3I/AAAAAAAABMg/ZTgiDe2AcGg/s400/P8130030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See when they hair behind is put in front, i have long hair again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7jUR9jMBI/AAAAAAAABNw/GpxASUiFdgI/s1600-h/PA140017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196840957590581266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7jUR9jMBI/AAAAAAAABNw/GpxASUiFdgI/s400/PA140017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching my first opera...which i got super bored at. Haha and i look pregnant in this pic bleah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7iBB9jL5I/AAAAAAAABMw/jQcZVAW18GI/s1600-h/P8290131.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7iBB9jL5I/AAAAAAAABMw/jQcZVAW18GI/s1600-h/P8290131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196839527366471570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7iBB9jL5I/AAAAAAAABMw/jQcZVAW18GI/s400/P8290131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was during ing ing's actual birthday. I was the only one that celebrated with her on this day. Well, her cell members wanted to give her a surprise as this was her last birthday that she was going to spend in melbourne so they wanted her to think that no one remembered her actual birthday. They even sent out sms-es to tell everyone not to wish her happy birthday but how could i bear to not celebrate with her on this day! So i bought her a bottle of vodka smirnoff thats why she looks a bit tipsy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7iGB9jL6I/AAAAAAAABM4/fGSVHODB9p0/s1600-h/P9020037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196839613265817506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7iGB9jL6I/AAAAAAAABM4/fGSVHODB9p0/s400/P9020037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was the birthday surprise day. The used tealight candles to spell her name and make up a picture of a heart. This was at the carlton gardens and we were there before she arrived to make this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7iLh9jL7I/AAAAAAAABNA/eRwI7b-4FnU/s1600-h/P9020082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196839707755098034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7iLh9jL7I/AAAAAAAABNA/eRwI7b-4FnU/s400/P9020082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and my bestie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7iRh9jL8I/AAAAAAAABNI/4IBVVRlViM8/s1600-h/P9020087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196839810834313154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7iRh9jL8I/AAAAAAAABNI/4IBVVRlViM8/s400/P9020087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some of the girls...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7jah9jMCI/AAAAAAAABN4/KmR0IUrCyzg/s1600-h/PA290028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196841064964763682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7jah9jMCI/AAAAAAAABN4/KmR0IUrCyzg/s400/PA290028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During Weldy's birthday on a lunch cruise &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7jgx9jMDI/AAAAAAAABOA/g-OU8Hch4y8/s1600-h/PA290046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196841172338946098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7jgx9jMDI/AAAAAAAABOA/g-OU8Hch4y8/s400/PA290046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The peaceful waters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7j0B9jMFI/AAAAAAAABOQ/C2xr7p_m66c/s1600-h/PA290050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196841503051427922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7j0B9jMFI/AAAAAAAABOQ/C2xr7p_m66c/s400/PA290050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The strong winds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7c4h9jLdI/AAAAAAAABJQ/1Z3u30UkoUY/s1600-h/DSC00005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196833883779444178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7c4h9jLdI/AAAAAAAABJQ/1Z3u30UkoUY/s400/DSC00005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Livvy's 19th birthday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After ing ing left, i didn't really go out much. I seldom joined the cell group for activities thus explaining the lack of pictures after she left. So after a long break, Susan came for a holiday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7g3x9jLxI/AAAAAAAABLw/kXfuEOiPVmA/s1600-h/P8080005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196838268941053714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7g3x9jLxI/AAAAAAAABLw/kXfuEOiPVmA/s400/P8080005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was in a public toilet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7hAh9jLyI/AAAAAAAABL4/B3tAkJRO8Xc/s1600-h/P8080041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196838419264909090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7hAh9jLyI/AAAAAAAABL4/B3tAkJRO8Xc/s400/P8080041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trying her first Boost Juice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7hLR9jLzI/AAAAAAAABMA/fda_ij0-zKA/s1600-h/P8110004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196838603948502834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7hLR9jLzI/AAAAAAAABMA/fda_ij0-zKA/s400/P8110004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At Cafe Link Control&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After all these, a year has passed, and its my birthday again! Dearest Yoke Huey and Sin gave me a surprise at 12 midnight. When i was nicely tucked in bed getting ready to sleep, i started seeing lightning flashes outside my door (my door has a piece of glass in the middle so i can roughly see what is happening outside), Sin was taking pictures of the birthday cake! Haha, anyway definitely a sweet surprise, this was my 21st birthday, and being away from my friends and family in Singapore, they really made me feel loved = )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7ixR9jL-I/AAAAAAAABNY/qYI5d5Sgtcg/s1600-h/PA020016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196840356295159778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7ixR9jL-I/AAAAAAAABNY/qYI5d5Sgtcg/s400/PA020016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7ijh9jL9I/AAAAAAAABNQ/UFTSVASix2I/s1600-h/PA020015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196840120071958482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7ijh9jL9I/AAAAAAAABNQ/UFTSVASix2I/s400/PA020015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you once again dearies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7i7h9jL_I/AAAAAAAABNg/tAgrf6XFXUA/s1600-h/PA030025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196840532388818930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7i7h9jL_I/AAAAAAAABNg/tAgrf6XFXUA/s400/PA030025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My birthday dinner at Seoul House&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7jIR9jMAI/AAAAAAAABNo/GOGiRj8J37c/s1600-h/PA030026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196840751432151042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7jIR9jMAI/AAAAAAAABNo/GOGiRj8J37c/s400/PA030026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vince at my celebration again! Thanks man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, that's all i have to update. My hairstyle really changed, thinking of having my bangs back when i return to Singapore, but that is just still a thought. What do you guys think? Should i have my bangs back? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521207427068512640-4824832528154707452?l=nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/feeds/4824832528154707452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521207427068512640&amp;postID=4824832528154707452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/4824832528154707452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/4824832528154707452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/2008/05/memories-from-past.html' title='Memories from the past...'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578138428422262438</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/_livtiHG3RFQ/SB7eCx9jLlI/AAAAAAAABKQ/mRpMrPFHDWk/s72-c/P1010005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521207427068512640.post-2957932166588846428</id><published>2008-05-04T23:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T00:09:13.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You people really deserve to burn in hell</title><content type='html'>Below is an article taken from Asiaone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;A CAT and her two kittens died possibly after being coated with thinner or acid.&lt;br /&gt;The SPCA was alerted to the plight of the cats at block 253 Pasir Ris St 21 on Friday night by a member of the public. One of the kittens was reported to have died.&lt;br /&gt;When the SPCA arrived, both kittens have died and 'blood could be seen at the mouth and noses', the SPCA said on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://ad.sg.doubleclick.net/jump/N2621.AsiaOne/B2833020.2;abr=!ie4;abr=!ie5;sz=300x250;ord=bnronjy,bebIonefkhW?"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.asia1.com.sg/click.ng/site=tasiaonenews&amp;amp;sec=asiaonea1news&amp;amp;pagepos=1&amp;amp;size=300X250" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;'A broken bottle labelled 'thinner' was found nearby but there was no smell evident on the cats although their fur was wet,' the SPCA said.&lt;br /&gt;The adult cat was brought to a veterinarian and eventually put down 'due to her extremely distressed state'.&lt;br /&gt;The bodies of the three cats have been sent to the Agri-Food &amp;amp; Veterinary Authority for a post-mortem.&lt;br /&gt;The SPCA is appealing for witnesses and is offering a $1,000 reward for any information that leads to the arrest and prosecution of the abuser.&lt;br /&gt;Anyone with information should call the SPCA at 62875355, extension 9.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Tell me please what did the poor cats did to offened the perverted assholes that committed this crime? Are they even deserved to be called humans? I really can never comprehend how can people bring themselves to torture a poor animal like that. Seeing them whimper in agony, bleeding, or whining for help. Such people i bet even get high on seeing the animals like that. You cannot imagine the anger i have in me now, i really just hope this people will get knock down by a car when crossing the streets, or have kerosene poured all over them and i will be the one most willing to light them up. To let them know the pain of suffering and dying slowly. I know i shouldn't judge or condemn a person, and its definitely not a good example, but i really cannot bring myself to be rational at this point. Please if anyone saw those screwed up bastards that did this, or even others that are so deprived of a childhood till they have nothing better to do other than torture animals in the future, please help these poor animals and go up to them and kick them in their asses. The thought of the poor cats suffering are so disturbing, i am glad they are out of their misery. As for those bastards, you guys really deserve to burn in hell for this if you still don't know how to repent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521207427068512640-2957932166588846428?l=nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/feeds/2957932166588846428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521207427068512640&amp;postID=2957932166588846428' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/2957932166588846428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/2957932166588846428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/2008/05/you-people-really-deserve-to-burn-in.html' title='You people really deserve to burn in hell'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578138428422262438</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-1521207427068512640.post-8099075365897137494</id><published>2008-05-03T01:08:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:24:02.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spicy Fish with Miss Yap</title><content type='html'>Finally met up with Yee Lin after so long. She has been busy with assignments (wanted to say so have I) but i don't think i have really been that busy with them haha. Anyway i got something i want to complain about. I got another of my English paper back and i failed again! I can't believe it, i really didn't expect to fail. Things in life just never is smooth sailing all the time huh? But nevertheless, i believe God will carry me through if i trust in him. I admit that i am scared of what the final result will be, but only he knows me best so i guess i have to force myself to trust. He is the creator of me, so i am sure he will not leave me to "die". &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to meeting up with Miss Yap. I brought her to try Spicy Fish today. Just a normal chinese restaurant, but the signature dish will be the Spicy Fish. It really lives up to its name man, spicy for sure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBtL9h9jLaI/AAAAAAAABI4/eKKsJYtIXtY/s1600-h/DSC02201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195830115562630562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBtL9h9jLaI/AAAAAAAABI4/eKKsJYtIXtY/s400/DSC02201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The picture of it &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBtLIx9jLWI/AAAAAAAABIY/ObKdu9EkUhQ/s1600-h/DSC02194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195829209324531042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBtLIx9jLWI/AAAAAAAABIY/ObKdu9EkUhQ/s400/DSC02194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The real thing. Look at the amount of oil.. we managed to scoop up to bowls full of chilli oil, quite disgusting man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBtLRR9jLXI/AAAAAAAABIg/dSvvNILQ0Vc/s1600-h/DSC02195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195829355353419122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBtLRR9jLXI/AAAAAAAABIg/dSvvNILQ0Vc/s400/DSC02195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also had Xiao Long bao...juicy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBtLix9jLYI/AAAAAAAABIo/BaeELzoVgjo/s1600-h/DSC02196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195829656001129858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBtLix9jLYI/AAAAAAAABIo/BaeELzoVgjo/s400/DSC02196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and Ma Po toufu &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBtLxR9jLZI/AAAAAAAABIw/Kw1zmsPTE5g/s1600-h/DSC02199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195829905109233042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBtLxR9jLZI/AAAAAAAABIw/Kw1zmsPTE5g/s400/DSC02199.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tried to take a pic of the sign, but the lighting was to bad &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After our dinner, we decided to go for some cold drinks to cool our stomach down and we headed to starbucks. I have no idea since when did i start to fall in love with such coffee places. My faves at starbucks will of course be their signature hot/ice chocolate. Either one makes me super happy. The best ice/hot chocolate will no doubt be found at starbucks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBtMIh9jLbI/AAAAAAAABJA/rb-EHhn1o3E/s1600-h/DSC02203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195830304541191602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBtMIh9jLbI/AAAAAAAABJA/rb-EHhn1o3E/s400/DSC02203.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loves.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBtMWx9jLcI/AAAAAAAABJI/bPhVJbH4wgg/s1600-h/DSC02204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195830549354327490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBtMWx9jLcI/AAAAAAAABJI/bPhVJbH4wgg/s400/DSC02204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Together in our cosy seats &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hung out there for quite a long time catching up on what we have been missing out about each other. I always love to meet up with friends and just chit chat the night away, but of course they have to be friends that i feel like hanging out with. I suddenly miss my dear friends in Singapore- coffee bean before i left for Melbourne, starbucks after Susan's birthday...how i miss those times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway i spoke to ing ing online today, really feels so good to talk to her always. She sent me a picture of herself to show me her sun burn (she went to the beach with her romanian friends) and i realised that my dearest bestie has became prettier! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBtK-B9jLVI/AAAAAAAABIQ/0553CdRgIqY/s1600-h/DSC00308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195829024640937298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBtK-B9jLVI/AAAAAAAABIQ/0553CdRgIqY/s400/DSC00308.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really miss her...miss the crappy things we talk about, the stupid things we do together, the never feeling awkward feeling with each other...i miss you bestie! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a short entry because my DEAREST housemate YOKE HUEY keeps distracting me and irritating me, so i cannot think properly on what i should write, so blame her k? Haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521207427068512640-8099075365897137494?l=nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/feeds/8099075365897137494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521207427068512640&amp;postID=8099075365897137494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/8099075365897137494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/8099075365897137494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/2008/05/spicy-fish-with-miss-yap.html' title='Spicy Fish with Miss Yap'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578138428422262438</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/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBtL9h9jLaI/AAAAAAAABI4/eKKsJYtIXtY/s72-c/DSC02201.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521207427068512640.post-3081571412109866311</id><published>2008-04-30T15:03:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:24:05.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My first BBQ in Melbourne</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the lack of updates lately, been trying to complete my media law assignment that's why. Anyways, as promised, my first bbq here. Their style of BBQ here is more like our Singapore's hotplate kind of thing, not the one where we use charcoal and grill our food. This BBQ is organised by Sin mainly for her Secondary and college school friends, me and huey were coerced by her to attend-one to be her maid, the other her camera woman haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBgZ3x9jLFI/AAAAAAAABGQ/SAfBY90kuyw/s1600-h/DSC02115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194930616266861650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBgZ3x9jLFI/AAAAAAAABGQ/SAfBY90kuyw/s400/DSC02115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting at the lobby for Sin to bring us up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBgaCR9jLGI/AAAAAAAABGY/0XthOhXil8c/s1600-h/DSC02118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194930796655488098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBgaCR9jLGI/AAAAAAAABGY/0XthOhXil8c/s400/DSC02118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The large function room they booked, and its free man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBgaOB9jLHI/AAAAAAAABGg/LrjV0nqSOAg/s1600-h/DSC02120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194930998518951026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBgaOB9jLHI/AAAAAAAABGg/LrjV0nqSOAg/s400/DSC02120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They even have a mini cinema as part of their facilities, how cool is that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBgcyx9jLUI/AAAAAAAABII/NA1ODH1vSVs/s1600-h/DSC02189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194933828902399298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBgcyx9jLUI/AAAAAAAABII/NA1ODH1vSVs/s400/DSC02189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and PeiYi &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBgcOB9jLRI/AAAAAAAABHw/1GjQbsV_tWY/s1600-h/DSC02171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194933197542206738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBgcOB9jLRI/AAAAAAAABHw/1GjQbsV_tWY/s400/DSC02171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The indoor swimming pool &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBgcFh9jLQI/AAAAAAAABHo/46fPfz3ADbE/s1600-h/DSC02170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194933051513318658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBgcFh9jLQI/AAAAAAAABHo/46fPfz3ADbE/s400/DSC02170.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nice chairs for you to slack in while taking a break from your swim &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the tour of the facilites, we now move on to the food and drinks part... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBgach9jLII/AAAAAAAABGo/-l2QLaz22As/s1600-h/DSC02127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194931247627054210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBgach9jLII/AAAAAAAABGo/-l2QLaz22As/s400/DSC02127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waiting to BBQ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBgapB9jLJI/AAAAAAAABGw/fyCPoYIfOl0/s1600-h/DSC02130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194931462375419026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBgapB9jLJI/AAAAAAAABGw/fyCPoYIfOl0/s400/DSC02130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Naming our cups &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBga2x9jLKI/AAAAAAAABG4/S-_ONb8Es8c/s1600-h/DSC02133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194931698598620322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBga2x9jLKI/AAAAAAAABG4/S-_ONb8Es8c/s400/DSC02133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stupid yoke huey wrote this for me. Thought she was being kind when she offered to write my name for me but.... turns out she is still as mean as ever! Haha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBgbHh9jLLI/AAAAAAAABHA/TvB95XavE0o/s1600-h/DSC02144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194931986361429170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBgbHh9jLLI/AAAAAAAABHA/TvB95XavE0o/s400/DSC02144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Us BBQ-ing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBgbVx9jLMI/AAAAAAAABHI/yUUHjjJ71ys/s1600-h/DSC02146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194932231174565058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBgbVx9jLMI/AAAAAAAABHI/yUUHjjJ71ys/s400/DSC02146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See what i mean by hot-plate style bbq? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBgbjh9jLNI/AAAAAAAABHQ/VGXTlTolZ-c/s1600-h/DSC02164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194932467397766354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBgbjh9jLNI/AAAAAAAABHQ/VGXTlTolZ-c/s400/DSC02164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess what is this? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBgbvR9jLOI/AAAAAAAABHY/ZoKFSef3nxQ/s1600-h/DSC02165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194932669261229282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBgbvR9jLOI/AAAAAAAABHY/ZoKFSef3nxQ/s400/DSC02165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Does it look more obvious yet? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBgb8h9jLPI/AAAAAAAABHg/2HTg0imcJ3E/s1600-h/DSC02166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194932896894495986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBgb8h9jLPI/AAAAAAAABHg/2HTg0imcJ3E/s400/DSC02166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes! Its Roti Prata! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBgcoh9jLTI/AAAAAAAABIA/nJhbmkPTXrQ/s1600-h/DSC02185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194933652808740146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBgcoh9jLTI/AAAAAAAABIA/nJhbmkPTXrQ/s400/DSC02185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taking some random pics after eating &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBgcaB9jLSI/AAAAAAAABH4/47njRHHXrBg/s1600-h/DSC02181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194933403700636962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBgcaB9jLSI/AAAAAAAABH4/47njRHHXrBg/s400/DSC02181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And finally a group picture &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That marks the end of the bbq. They had some trouble cleaning up the hotplate. It was so badly charred I thought they were going to lose the 250 dollars deposit. Thank goodness huey suggested to try using coins to scratch the charred part off which worked!(They tried using bleach before the coin method and the charred stain wouldn't budge) So I can now say, it ended on a good note = ) I still prefer the normal bbq in Singapore though, let's have one when i return!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521207427068512640-3081571412109866311?l=nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/feeds/3081571412109866311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521207427068512640&amp;postID=3081571412109866311' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/3081571412109866311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/3081571412109866311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-first-bbq-in-melbourne.html' title='My first BBQ in Melbourne'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578138428422262438</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/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBgZ3x9jLFI/AAAAAAAABGQ/SAfBY90kuyw/s72-c/DSC02115.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521207427068512640.post-7117845681001715662</id><published>2008-04-28T17:53:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:24:06.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chadstone: the huge ass shopping mall!</title><content type='html'>This few days have been quite packed for me. From Thursday to Sunday i have been going out, so tired! Hmm i just look forward to days that i can stay home and slack the whole day, going out every single day can be quite tiring! Especially when i got school and assignments to think about. If this was my holiday, it would be a very different story. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anyways, we went to Chadstone today! A super huge shopping mall, even bigger than our very own Vivo City. Had all the major brands there, and also the common brands as well. I didn't buy anything except for a tee from Guess. I saw a Koo Kai bag that i really liked but i didn't want to buy on impulse. I am still thinking of it though! Should I? Nevermind, pics for that day = )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBWfGh9jK8I/AAAAAAAABFI/GJ6BPh99An8/s1600-h/DSC02072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194232679786294210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBWfGh9jK8I/AAAAAAAABFI/GJ6BPh99An8/s400/DSC02072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBWfZh9jK9I/AAAAAAAABFQ/pIBkKnpVq4g/s1600-h/DSC02077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194233006203808722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBWfZh9jK9I/AAAAAAAABFQ/pIBkKnpVq4g/s400/DSC02077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBWgBx9jK_I/AAAAAAAABFg/f6upBka6374/s1600-h/DSC02085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194233697693543410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBWgBx9jK_I/AAAAAAAABFg/f6upBka6374/s400/DSC02085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBWfmR9jK-I/AAAAAAAABFY/H4a9QgZaw-I/s1600-h/DSC02081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194233225247140834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBWfmR9jK-I/AAAAAAAABFY/H4a9QgZaw-I/s400/DSC02081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBWgOB9jLAI/AAAAAAAABFo/iqkCmT8Va0M/s1600-h/DSC02087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194233908146940930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBWgOB9jLAI/AAAAAAAABFo/iqkCmT8Va0M/s400/DSC02087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Does the shopping mall look big? Its a bit hard to see in the pics but if you are from Singapore, you will find that the shopping mall is huge! Think you can spend one whole day there, but take note, it closes at 6pm. Saw some shops with rather interesting decor inside. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBWgbR9jLBI/AAAAAAAABFw/wZYWAVO30m4/s1600-h/DSC02089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194234135780207634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBWgbR9jLBI/AAAAAAAABFw/wZYWAVO30m4/s400/DSC02089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was at Witchery-boyfriends would love this cause there is a large comfy cushion there for them to sit while waiting for their girlfriends to shop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBWgoB9jLCI/AAAAAAAABF4/-W4kKb-Mwwk/s1600-h/DSC02092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194234354823539746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBWgoB9jLCI/AAAAAAAABF4/-W4kKb-Mwwk/s400/DSC02092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;something cool hanging off the wall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBWg8x9jLEI/AAAAAAAABGI/Kg0e0xNcwgk/s1600-h/DSC02097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194234711305825346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBWg8x9jLEI/AAAAAAAABGI/Kg0e0xNcwgk/s400/DSC02097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the Roxy store. Don't know if you can see from the pic but the shopface is very narrow but long. Hmmm that woman blocked my view = (&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBWgxh9jLDI/AAAAAAAABGA/uHVbicipk4I/s1600-h/DSC02096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194234518032297010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBWgxh9jLDI/AAAAAAAABGA/uHVbicipk4I/s400/DSC02096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A pink clock in one of the shops, so cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was really tired that day so didn't take much pictures during dinner time. I got a assignment on hand now so i can't really blog much but the next entry will be my first bbq here in melbourne, should be the last too haha. So till then!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521207427068512640-7117845681001715662?l=nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/feeds/7117845681001715662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521207427068512640&amp;postID=7117845681001715662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/7117845681001715662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/7117845681001715662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/2008/04/chadstone-huge-ass-shopping-mall.html' title='Chadstone: the huge ass shopping mall!'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578138428422262438</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/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBWfGh9jK8I/AAAAAAAABFI/GJ6BPh99An8/s72-c/DSC02072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521207427068512640.post-9149866667915201507</id><published>2008-04-25T15:30:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:24:07.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a normal night out...</title><content type='html'>Damn the stupid steamboat i went to yesterday, had a tummy ache almost right after i finished the dinner = ( I don't think its because the food is dirty, but maybe due to it being to oily. A good sign that i had a tummy ache as well, proves that my body got rid of all the oil and toxic haha. Anyways, some pics of during our dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBGJYB9jK3I/AAAAAAAABEg/X4D0PdlfxOY/s1600-h/DSC02051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193082891271351154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBGJYB9jK3I/AAAAAAAABEg/X4D0PdlfxOY/s400/DSC02051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The yuan yang steamboat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBGI4h9jK0I/AAAAAAAABEI/cYVdRYarzKA/s1600-h/DSC02041.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBGJDh9jK1I/AAAAAAAABEQ/IdkiRn3-x94/s1600-h/DSC02046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193082539084032850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBGJDh9jK1I/AAAAAAAABEQ/IdkiRn3-x94/s400/DSC02046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Halfway through dinner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBGI4h9jK0I/AAAAAAAABEI/cYVdRYarzKA/s1600-h/DSC02041.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBGI4h9jK0I/AAAAAAAABEI/cYVdRYarzKA/s1600-h/DSC02041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193082350105471810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBGI4h9jK0I/AAAAAAAABEI/cYVdRYarzKA/s400/DSC02041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its dessert time: Red bean cake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBGJLh9jK2I/AAAAAAAABEY/m8KCO4cGxZg/s1600-h/DSC02047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193082676522986338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBGJLh9jK2I/AAAAAAAABEY/m8KCO4cGxZg/s400/DSC02047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My tao huey, super smooth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The dinner made the three of us super duper full. I even had ice cream after that, in summary, i just ate a lot on this night haha. Went to chat a little at Melbourne Central while waiting for PeiYi to get off work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBGJjx9jK4I/AAAAAAAABEo/FpsNkjTF-Io/s1600-h/DSC02059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193083093134814082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBGJjx9jK4I/AAAAAAAABEo/FpsNkjTF-Io/s400/DSC02059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and Sin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After which we went for some tea at...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBGJvB9jK5I/AAAAAAAABEw/-vHK7_hJj9c/s1600-h/DSC02063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193083286408342418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBGJvB9jK5I/AAAAAAAABEw/-vHK7_hJj9c/s400/DSC02063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tian Ren Ming Cha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was hoping that after an oily meal the tea can help make me feel better, but we ordered more oily food instead! Deep fried pork ribs, deep fried chicken, and pan fried taiwanese sausage. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBGKFR9jK7I/AAAAAAAABFA/ZO0eZSBG1M8/s1600-h/DSC02070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193083668660431794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBGKFR9jK7I/AAAAAAAABFA/ZO0eZSBG1M8/s400/DSC02070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Greedy Sin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBGJ6x9jK6I/AAAAAAAABE4/-Z5t9EI-fic/s1600-h/DSC02067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193083488271805346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBGJ6x9jK6I/AAAAAAAABE4/-Z5t9EI-fic/s400/DSC02067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and Huey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We sat there till about 1 something and decided to head home. It was a public holiday the next day anyway so the streets were pretty crowded. I don;t really like it though, makes me feel very insecure cause many of them are like high on alcohol so you seriously won't know how crazy they can get. Home is still the best = )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521207427068512640-9149866667915201507?l=nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/feeds/9149866667915201507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521207427068512640&amp;postID=9149866667915201507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/9149866667915201507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/9149866667915201507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/2008/04/just-normal-night-out.html' title='Just a normal night out...'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578138428422262438</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/_livtiHG3RFQ/SBGJYB9jK3I/AAAAAAAABEg/X4D0PdlfxOY/s72-c/DSC02051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521207427068512640.post-209019186711318563</id><published>2008-04-22T20:08:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:24:07.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A message from a friend</title><content type='html'>I received a mail from Singapore today! Been waiting for this mail for quite a while, but i didn't expect it to be a A4 size envelope so i was very excited when i saw it. I love receiving things in the mail, it may be slow, but the feeling of opening up the envelope and anticipating what is inside just makes me feel so excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i got a really sweet card from my dear Susan. And coincidentally, i got one of my essays back today which i didn't really do well for. Was quite disappointed when i saw my grade but i am thankful that at least i didn't fail. When i saw the card she sent me, i felt even more encouraged, and I felt that God has allowed this card to arrive on this day for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Background info: A mail from Singapore to Aussie takes about 5 days, so i should have received it last week, but i didn't. And it so happened the last time we both sent each other something and both of us didn't receive it. So this time round, we both thought it got lost in the mail, but i actually received it today. Now i guess i know why the mail came today = )&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SA3VqB9jKwI/AAAAAAAABDw/XMc5DmUSCoU/s1600-h/DSC02036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192040863485864706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SA3VqB9jKwI/AAAAAAAABDw/XMc5DmUSCoU/s400/DSC02036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;The front of the card&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This particular phrase caught my attention: &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"I prayed that he will be with you whatever you go through, and that his guiding presence will always shine his light on you".&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, it feels like a kind of assurance from God, that even when i do badly, or when i face something bad, he will be with me. And the last paragraph was very very true. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;It goes..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I didn't hear God speak back, he hardly ever does...But deep within my heart, I'm sure he heard every word. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;How true is that, and comforting as well, that God is always there and you can be sure that he hears every single prayer you say to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SA3VYR9jKvI/AAAAAAAABDo/PB1orZcw4Y0/s1600-h/DSC02034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192040558543186674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SA3VYR9jKvI/AAAAAAAABDo/PB1orZcw4Y0/s400/DSC02034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;The back of the card with some lovey dovey message...secret!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks darling for this card, i really like it a lot. Plus i love the picture as well! Very thoughtful indeed. Now we can be sure that our mail can actually get to each other and not be lost halfway like the last time haha. Many thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521207427068512640-209019186711318563?l=nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/feeds/209019186711318563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521207427068512640&amp;postID=209019186711318563' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/209019186711318563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/209019186711318563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/2008/04/message-from-friend.html' title='A message from a friend'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578138428422262438</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/_livtiHG3RFQ/SA3VqB9jKwI/AAAAAAAABDw/XMc5DmUSCoU/s72-c/DSC02036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521207427068512640.post-2332698421036651003</id><published>2008-04-22T15:03:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:24:08.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just for laughs</title><content type='html'>I just received an e-mail from a friend and i found the content rather funny so I picked a few to share with you guys. Hope this will make u augh after reading it. Feel free to share which one is your favourite "mistake". &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SA2PiB9jKuI/AAAAAAAABDg/CyUohqynWKg/s1600-h/untitled9.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191963760232966882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SA2PiB9jKuI/AAAAAAAABDg/CyUohqynWKg/s400/untitled9.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SA2PiB9jKuI/AAAAAAAABDg/CyUohqynWKg/s1600-h/untitled9.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmmm, how are you supposed to keep your chair clean and in position after you died?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2)&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SA2PiB9jKuI/AAAAAAAABDg/CyUohqynWKg/s1600-h/untitled9.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SA2OGB9jKnI/AAAAAAAABCo/0sJWe_s4SsY/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191962179685001842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SA2OGB9jKnI/AAAAAAAABCo/0sJWe_s4SsY/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha, how do you get stolen?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SA2OTR9jKoI/AAAAAAAABCw/-qBZH4xyJd0/s1600-h/untitled2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191962407318268546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SA2OTR9jKoI/AAAAAAAABCw/-qBZH4xyJd0/s400/untitled2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trim you foot or do you mean pedicure?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191963055858330290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SA2O5B9jKrI/AAAAAAAABDI/JpCZTcX9YFo/s400/untitled5.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I seriously don't know how they came up with this translation!!! I THINK it should be something like anit-cellulite essence or dead skin removal essence but definitely not "Eliminate horniness essence".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SA2PHh9jKsI/AAAAAAAABDQ/A_3DHf9j2Bs/s1600-h/untitled6.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191963304966433474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SA2PHh9jKsI/AAAAAAAABDQ/A_3DHf9j2Bs/s400/untitled6.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They are asking you to go and bump your head, but they couldn't even spell carefully tsk tsk tsk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SA2PXx9jKtI/AAAAAAAABDY/zT84Yqr6qlo/s1600-h/untitled7.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191963584139307730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SA2PXx9jKtI/AAAAAAAABDY/zT84Yqr6qlo/s400/untitled7.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my personal favourite! If a tourist didn't know how to read chinese, they will be thinking why will i want to feed the fishes with my private parts?Are you crazy??? Hillarious man. I think the correct translation should be, "Please do not bring your own food to feed the fishes".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SA2Ofh9jKpI/AAAAAAAABC4/fDR4rkjZJ6I/s1600-h/untitled3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191962617771666066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SA2Ofh9jKpI/AAAAAAAABC4/fDR4rkjZJ6I/s400/untitled3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SA2OsB9jKqI/AAAAAAAABDA/GkT-Zo4QOds/s1600-h/untitled4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191962832520030882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SA2OsB9jKqI/AAAAAAAABDA/GkT-Zo4QOds/s400/untitled4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you do slip, you are already not careful. So how do you slip carefully?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521207427068512640-2332698421036651003?l=nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/feeds/2332698421036651003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521207427068512640&amp;postID=2332698421036651003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/2332698421036651003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/2332698421036651003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/2008/04/just-for-laughs.html' title='Just for laughs'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578138428422262438</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/_livtiHG3RFQ/SA2PiB9jKuI/AAAAAAAABDg/CyUohqynWKg/s72-c/untitled9.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521207427068512640.post-8576930397710634289</id><published>2008-04-20T21:13:00.039+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:24:13.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now i know why i am getting fat...</title><content type='html'>I think this is going to be a relatively long entry because i went to 3 places in that very night....eating and drinking! Haha, felt like a pig but i enjoyed the food very much, especially the Korean BBq that we went to. It was somewhere near Victoria Market, and a very small restaurant as well. But service was perfect, they were all so polite and they will constantly walk around to help u cook your food and also change your hotplate when its charred. They used charcoal as well which defnitely bought me over, sometimes traditional is good = )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtB7cZSXTI/AAAAAAAAA-E/dJ_UYyGsac0/s1600-h/DSC01881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191315484964969778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtB7cZSXTI/AAAAAAAAA-E/dJ_UYyGsac0/s400/DSC01881.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for them to light the fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtWs8ZSX0I/AAAAAAAABCI/R2oPJFD4oBs/s1600-h/untitled2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191338325601050434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtWs8ZSX0I/AAAAAAAABCI/R2oPJFD4oBs/s400/untitled2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the food we had, and see the hotplate with a small fire blazing up? The charcoal was burning under, and on it was pork belly, fattening but yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtEi8ZSXUI/AAAAAAAAA-M/MszAkaTHB2o/s1600-h/DSC01882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191318362593058114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtEi8ZSXUI/AAAAAAAAA-M/MszAkaTHB2o/s400/DSC01882.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still waiting....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtFGcZSXVI/AAAAAAAAA-U/veFubPU8vp8/s1600-h/DSC01890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191318972478414162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtFGcZSXVI/AAAAAAAAA-U/veFubPU8vp8/s400/DSC01890.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the BBq part was over, waiting to dive into our Jap pancake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtF9MZSXWI/AAAAAAAAA-c/J3O589WxabI/s1600-h/DSC01892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191319913076252002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtF9MZSXWI/AAAAAAAAA-c/J3O589WxabI/s400/DSC01892.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally loved the Okonomiyaki!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtG7sZSXXI/AAAAAAAAA-k/AWaMgZfAa9s/s1600-h/DSC01893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191320986818076018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtG7sZSXXI/AAAAAAAAA-k/AWaMgZfAa9s/s400/DSC01893.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying every bit if it &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, that was dinner, didn't get to take lots of pictures cause i was more focused on the food haha. But seriously i will want to go back there again for sure, not just another time but many many more times! I dunno why, but i really like that place, thanks to huey for reccommending. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So our next stop was for a drink at JWOW, its a wine bar or something; got attracted to the place cause of the interior decor and the large nice cushions that they have there. But before we could get our cushion seats, we had to tolerate sitting on high chairs for a while cause there were quite a lot of people that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before ordering our drinks....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtJFcZSXYI/AAAAAAAAA-s/sc06zW7njuo/s1600-h/DSC01905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191323353345056130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtJFcZSXYI/AAAAAAAAA-s/sc06zW7njuo/s400/DSC01905.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my fav pics of the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtJqcZSXZI/AAAAAAAAA-0/GFBzh1GjFpY/s1600-h/DSC01906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191323989000215954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtJqcZSXZI/AAAAAAAAA-0/GFBzh1GjFpY/s400/DSC01906.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PeiYi, me, PeiXian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtBw8ZSXSI/AAAAAAAAA98/04GXAK66k2U/s1600-h/DSC01881.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtKjsZSXaI/AAAAAAAAA-8/2bnDLAzsoB0/s1600-h/DSC01911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191324972547726754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtKjsZSXaI/AAAAAAAAA-8/2bnDLAzsoB0/s400/DSC01911.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love that lamp = )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtRGcZSXbI/AAAAAAAAA_E/eFOKaGRMSbY/s1600-h/DSC01918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191332166617947570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtRGcZSXbI/AAAAAAAAA_E/eFOKaGRMSbY/s400/DSC01918.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Browsing the menu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtRgMZSXcI/AAAAAAAAA_M/XjQgwRJ7ZoE/s1600-h/DSC01919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191332608999579074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtRgMZSXcI/AAAAAAAAA_M/XjQgwRJ7ZoE/s400/DSC01919.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for my drink to come...that cup in front of me is not mine haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtRscZSXeI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/BIY-KPkYT7k/s1600-h/DSC01929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191332819452976610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtRscZSXeI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/BIY-KPkYT7k/s400/DSC01929.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally my Lychee Daiquiri came, i like the lychee scent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtWkMZSXzI/AAAAAAAABCA/MOXLqdIiSiY/s1600-h/untitled1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191338175277195058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtWkMZSXzI/AAAAAAAABCA/MOXLqdIiSiY/s400/untitled1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taking some kookoo pictures while waitin to be transfered to our cushion seats...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtR38ZSXfI/AAAAAAAAA_g/HPIvH9bJi9c/s1600-h/DSC01937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191333017021472242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtR38ZSXfI/AAAAAAAAA_g/HPIvH9bJi9c/s400/DSC01937.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtSq8ZSXiI/AAAAAAAAA_4/lel9jnbDQZU/s1600-h/DSC01949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191333893194800674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtSq8ZSXiI/AAAAAAAAA_4/lel9jnbDQZU/s400/DSC01949.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't hit me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtSHMZSXgI/AAAAAAAAA_o/U-XajEjg-R4/s1600-h/DSC01948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191333279014477314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtSHMZSXgI/AAAAAAAAA_o/U-XajEjg-R4/s400/DSC01948.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A normal one with PY, and i seriously don't know what the clothes hanger is there for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtS1MZSXjI/AAAAAAAABAA/_PQEnkZ7lFQ/s1600-h/DSC01956.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191334069288459826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtS1MZSXjI/AAAAAAAABAA/_PQEnkZ7lFQ/s400/DSC01956.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More waiting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtTBsZSXkI/AAAAAAAABAI/6JS-QXwrifE/s1600-h/DSC01958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191334284036824642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtTBsZSXkI/AAAAAAAABAI/6JS-QXwrifE/s400/DSC01958.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and waiting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtTO8ZSXlI/AAAAAAAABAQ/-4ZPKEFPFI8/s1600-h/DSC01969.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtTO8ZSXlI/AAAAAAAABAQ/-4ZPKEFPFI8/s1600-h/DSC01969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191334511670091346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtTO8ZSXlI/AAAAAAAABAQ/-4ZPKEFPFI8/s400/DSC01969.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and finally we got our large cushion seat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtTY8ZSXmI/AAAAAAAABAY/mPOYmdnNfQ4/s1600-h/DSC01971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191334683468783202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtTY8ZSXmI/AAAAAAAABAY/mPOYmdnNfQ4/s400/DSC01971.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and huey happy with the big pillows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtUAMZSXoI/AAAAAAAABAo/9YxPPKZ5aRw/s1600-h/DSC01989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191335357778648706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtUAMZSXoI/AAAAAAAABAo/9YxPPKZ5aRw/s400/DSC01989.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sin, you got sexy legs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtW5MZSX2I/AAAAAAAABCY/vucaAbU5_Nc/s1600-h/untitled4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191338536054447970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtW5MZSX2I/AAAAAAAABCY/vucaAbU5_Nc/s400/untitled4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Huey, please don't kill me for this pic hahahah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was not our last destination for the night; we decided on some chocolate treats. Headed down next door to San Churro for some...ya... churros haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtUecZSXqI/AAAAAAAABA4/-Gwrp9w0QYg/s1600-h/DSC01998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191335877469691554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtUecZSXqI/AAAAAAAABA4/-Gwrp9w0QYg/s400/DSC01998.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtUMMZSXpI/AAAAAAAABAw/Mj2KsoQ9MlI/s1600-h/DSC01996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191335563937078930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtUMMZSXpI/AAAAAAAABAw/Mj2KsoQ9MlI/s400/DSC01996.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The sisters placing the order&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtVJ8ZSXsI/AAAAAAAABBI/N4_8wTdn3UQ/s1600-h/DSC02000.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtVJ8ZSXsI/AAAAAAAABBI/N4_8wTdn3UQ/s1600-h/DSC02000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191336624794001090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtVJ8ZSXsI/AAAAAAAABBI/N4_8wTdn3UQ/s400/DSC02000.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Acting silly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtVZMZSXtI/AAAAAAAABBQ/pEsnQWP9ZOo/s1600-h/DSC02002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191336886787006162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtVZMZSXtI/AAAAAAAABBQ/pEsnQWP9ZOo/s400/DSC02002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waiting for order.19&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtWxsZSX1I/AAAAAAAABCQ/ohjec-7BE-E/s1600-h/untitled3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191338407205429074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtWxsZSX1I/AAAAAAAABCQ/ohjec-7BE-E/s400/untitled3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our churros, and the cakes there looks so irresistable, droolz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, that ended our long night, but you know what? Just the next day, we were going to Doncaster for Dim Sum haha. So piggish right? But its my last sem here so why not man. Anyway before we went to Doncaster we stopped by Boxhill to buy some groceries first, and Sin needed to get some cleanser stuff also. It was quite cool, imagine the wet market in a shopping center. No pics of it though, sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtVi8ZSXuI/AAAAAAAABBY/MPWKT-aje5Q/s1600-h/DSC02006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191337054290730722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtVi8ZSXuI/AAAAAAAABBY/MPWKT-aje5Q/s400/DSC02006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The very few pics at Boxhill shopping center&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next to our Dim Sum place...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtV7cZSXvI/AAAAAAAABBg/e_yG45rYz8o/s1600-h/DSC02011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191337475197525746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtV7cZSXvI/AAAAAAAABBg/e_yG45rYz8o/s400/DSC02011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The entrance of...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtWUMZSXxI/AAAAAAAABBw/ftfPJthnBqM/s1600-h/DSC02028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191337900399288082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtWUMZSXxI/AAAAAAAABBw/ftfPJthnBqM/s400/DSC02028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dragon Palace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtXTcZSX3I/AAAAAAAABCg/nFNNfz0aV3U/s1600-h/untitled5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191338987026014066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtXTcZSX3I/AAAAAAAABCg/nFNNfz0aV3U/s400/untitled5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While waiting for our dim sum, and PY stop acting intellectual la! Haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtWHMZSXwI/AAAAAAAABBo/-0LYIcwArs0/s1600-h/DSC02022.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtWHMZSXwI/AAAAAAAABBo/-0LYIcwArs0/s1600-h/DSC02022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191337677060988674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtWHMZSXwI/AAAAAAAABBo/-0LYIcwArs0/s400/DSC02022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some of the dim sum we had&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After splitting the bill, per person was 24 dollars but well worth. I ate so much but my faves were the spare ribs, chicken claws, sharks fin dumpling, pepper and salt beancurd. PY says we should go there once a month and i seriously don't mind! The thought of the dim sum is making me salivate again...Anyway we on our drive back to the city we were greeted with a very beautiful sunset that made the sisters very excited! So i shall end with that pic, hope u guys enjoyed this entry = )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtWdsZSXyI/AAAAAAAABB4/wiH23xEjf5c/s1600-h/DSC02031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191338063608045346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtWdsZSXyI/AAAAAAAABB4/wiH23xEjf5c/s400/DSC02031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521207427068512640-8576930397710634289?l=nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/feeds/8576930397710634289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521207427068512640&amp;postID=8576930397710634289' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/8576930397710634289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/8576930397710634289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/2008/04/now-i-know-why-i-am-getting-fat.html' title='Now i know why i am getting fat...'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578138428422262438</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/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAtB7cZSXTI/AAAAAAAAA-E/dJ_UYyGsac0/s72-c/DSC01881.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521207427068512640.post-1603876947264249031</id><published>2008-04-17T22:20:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:24:15.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More chocolates!</title><content type='html'>Went to the Max Brenners at Melbourne Central today, definitely nicer than the one at QV. Firstly, they had more seats, the decor is nicer, and there is a wider variety of desserts for you to choose from. The decor was really cool, felt like i was Charlie in the Chocolate Factory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAdegRpMEpI/AAAAAAAAA90/a9_h7P4-hSM/s1600-h/DSC01875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190221004152771218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAdegRpMEpI/AAAAAAAAA90/a9_h7P4-hSM/s400/DSC01875.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAdc1xpMEfI/AAAAAAAAA8k/F8BJk-eWfi0/s1600-h/DSC01855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190219174496702962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAdc1xpMEfI/AAAAAAAAA8k/F8BJk-eWfi0/s400/DSC01855.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The counter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAdeChpMEmI/AAAAAAAAA9c/gXrfi0IK_dg/s1600-h/DSC01865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190220493051662946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAdeChpMEmI/AAAAAAAAA9c/gXrfi0IK_dg/s400/DSC01865.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Resembles KoKo Black? But no, they dun let you pick the chocos one by one to try, you have to buy in boxes, but its definitely good as gifts for others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They have cute momentos that you can buy as well...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAdeORpMEnI/AAAAAAAAA9k/kENoOH6xh_Q/s1600-h/DSC01872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190220694915125874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAdeORpMEnI/AAAAAAAAA9k/kENoOH6xh_Q/s400/DSC01872.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;think you are supposed to put tea light candles in the holes, and chocolate on top so the heat will melt the choco and u can savour it melted, yum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAdeWxpMEoI/AAAAAAAAA9s/yxF-lZWPQ4M/s1600-h/DSC01873.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAdeWxpMEoI/AAAAAAAAA9s/yxF-lZWPQ4M/s1600-h/DSC01873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190220840944013954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAdeWxpMEoI/AAAAAAAAA9s/yxF-lZWPQ4M/s400/DSC01873.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hug mugs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Very good for winter time. Its a mug that has no handles so you have to use your hands and cup it over the mug when you wanna drink. And now on to the desserts...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAdc_xpMEgI/AAAAAAAAA8s/TqSP1cD8XM0/s1600-h/DSC01856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190219346295394818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAdc_xpMEgI/AAAAAAAAA8s/TqSP1cD8XM0/s400/DSC01856.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Livvy's Chocolate Cheesecake: very smooth and the chocolate and cheese blended really well together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAddJxpMEhI/AAAAAAAAA80/HG0IRgszkWc/s1600-h/DSC01857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190219518094086674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAddJxpMEhI/AAAAAAAAA80/HG0IRgszkWc/s400/DSC01857.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waffle with pure chocolate sauce and vanilla ice cream. One of the best waffles i ever had! Its not the soggy soft kind we usually eat, but its was crispy yet not to hard like biscuit. The chocolate sauce made it even more yummy and of course not forgetting the creamy vanilla ice cream, very rich.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAddThpMEiI/AAAAAAAAA88/eF27MBzmtVU/s1600-h/DSC01860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190219685597811234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAddThpMEiI/AAAAAAAAA88/eF27MBzmtVU/s400/DSC01860.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was Liv's Chocolate Chai Tea, but not my cuppa tea. I don't really like Chai or cinnammon stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAdddxpMEjI/AAAAAAAAA9E/MgYCZqRptis/s1600-h/DSC01862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190219861691470386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAdddxpMEjI/AAAAAAAAA9E/MgYCZqRptis/s400/DSC01862.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The way it works is quite special. As you can see, put the pot above the cup and it automatically drains the tea leaves while the tea goes into the cup at the bottom, very smart invention indeed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAdd0BpMElI/AAAAAAAAA9U/c7UeUDoNyXk/s1600-h/DSC01864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190220243943559762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAdd0BpMElI/AAAAAAAAA9U/c7UeUDoNyXk/s400/DSC01864.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lovin my waffle!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAddpBpMEkI/AAAAAAAAA9M/N9tId6ubEU4/s1600-h/DSC01863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190220054964998722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAddpBpMEkI/AAAAAAAAA9M/N9tId6ubEU4/s400/DSC01863.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Liv's side is so crowded with desserts haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, quite tired now, gonna sleep soon, nights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521207427068512640-1603876947264249031?l=nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/feeds/1603876947264249031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521207427068512640&amp;postID=1603876947264249031' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/1603876947264249031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/1603876947264249031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/2008/04/more-chocolates.html' title='More chocolates!'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578138428422262438</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/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAdegRpMEpI/AAAAAAAAA90/a9_h7P4-hSM/s72-c/DSC01875.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521207427068512640.post-8269020192874960990</id><published>2008-04-16T13:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T13:54:10.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A miracle child</title><content type='html'>In spite of all the evil and cruelty going on in this perversed world, we can still see sweet blessings and miracles from God. Thanks Jess! The video was really very touching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its basically about a 5 year old girl that was born blind, but still has amazing musical talent and can play a tune just by listening to it once. And its not the bah bah black sheep kind but tunes like Fur Elise. She was adopted and she started playing at 3! For a 5 year old (and not forgetting blind) child to play like that is really a miracle. Go take a look at the link, most of you will be touched for it by sure. Don;t miss this video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://k-popped.com/2008/04/yoo-ye-eun-blind-piano-prodigy.html#links"&gt;http://k-popped.com/2008/04/yoo-ye-eun-blind-piano-prodigy.html#links&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521207427068512640-8269020192874960990?l=nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/feeds/8269020192874960990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521207427068512640&amp;postID=8269020192874960990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/8269020192874960990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/8269020192874960990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/2008/04/miracle-child.html' title='A miracle child'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578138428422262438</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-1521207427068512640.post-1410942650104350182</id><published>2008-04-14T15:09:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:24:16.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is this really what the "name of Islam" is about?</title><content type='html'>I just read an e mail from Stella, and yes she is right, something that will make me want to curse at them. And again, they use the "name of Islam" to convict someone of a crime, and it makes me wonder, do you really have to go to that extent to punish a person? And in this case an eight year old boy. Becuase of this stupid punishment, and let me repeat STUPID, his future is ruined. Take a look at the excerpt yourself and tell me if he deserves this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAMEXxpMEYI/AAAAAAAAA7s/vw1pSizwgL4/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188996002170540418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAMEXxpMEYI/AAAAAAAAA7s/vw1pSizwgL4/s400/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAMEcRpMEZI/AAAAAAAAA70/hZx-JU4FsT0/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188996079479951762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAMEcRpMEZI/AAAAAAAAA70/hZx-JU4FsT0/s400/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAMEghpMEaI/AAAAAAAAA78/rDaNsDuviHc/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188996152494395810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAMEghpMEaI/AAAAAAAAA78/rDaNsDuviHc/s400/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody pervert hosting the execution, how i wish he would get run over by the lorry intead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAMEkRpMEbI/AAAAAAAAA8E/eM9zV0_Dpqw/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188996216918905266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAMEkRpMEbI/AAAAAAAAA8E/eM9zV0_Dpqw/s400/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look that bloody pervert is like holding that boy's hand in place, how can he be so heartless????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAMEpRpMEcI/AAAAAAAAA8M/zcrz9xS1MDM/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188996302818251202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAMEpRpMEcI/AAAAAAAAA8M/zcrz9xS1MDM/s400/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAMEsxpMEdI/AAAAAAAAA8U/Jx-KckZcB74/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188996362947793362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAMEsxpMEdI/AAAAAAAAA8U/Jx-KckZcB74/s400/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAMExRpMEeI/AAAAAAAAA8c/Woo2k_aLgKg/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188996440257204706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAMExRpMEeI/AAAAAAAAA8c/Woo2k_aLgKg/s400/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It really hurts me to see that boy going through this agonizing act. I mean its only bread for goodness sake. Not like he killed someone. Ok fair enough he should be punished for stealing, but not this? Crippling his arm is not the way to punish a kid. At this age, they can learn wrong from right through proper teaching from parents, but according to these perverts and their laws, this is the best way. I really feel like just shouting obscenities at their face &amp;amp;$#$*#&amp;amp;$*##$*#$! And i really hope one day the can commit some MINOR crime and face such serious punishments as well, then they will know what it feels like to go through this. Bloody pissed off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521207427068512640-1410942650104350182?l=nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/feeds/1410942650104350182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521207427068512640&amp;postID=1410942650104350182' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/1410942650104350182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/1410942650104350182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/2008/04/whats-with-islam-law.html' title='Is this really what the &quot;name of Islam&quot; is about?'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578138428422262438</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/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAMEXxpMEYI/AAAAAAAAA7s/vw1pSizwgL4/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521207427068512640.post-765632798948940844</id><published>2008-04-13T20:00:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:24:17.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let there be peace in China</title><content type='html'>Ok, i guess many of you(or most of you) should know what is happening in China right now eh? Tibet has been fighting for their so called human rights, and think that China is too domineering. Recently violence has also errupted in China because of the human rights issue and the Dalai Lama saga, and until now i still don't know what really is happening! But in one of the recent news articles i read, some countries are boycotting China during the olympics, and they are also edging Bush to boycott it as well. Politics politics politics... so today, i actually had a chance to witness a protest regarding this issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAH3MRpMESI/AAAAAAAAA68/9HKmLx-5VDw/s1600-h/DSC01841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188700035974172962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAH3MRpMESI/AAAAAAAAA68/9HKmLx-5VDw/s400/DSC01841.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAH3bBpMETI/AAAAAAAAA7E/k_1iX45YVT4/s1600-h/DSC01842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188700289377243442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAH3bBpMETI/AAAAAAAAA7E/k_1iX45YVT4/s400/DSC01842.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It states: Tibet WAS IS and ALWAYS WILL BE CHINA'S &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There people are so serious about their protest and i am happily taking pictures like a silly tourist, but hey! not something that i can see everyday, and don't even mention when i am back in Singapore. The police were pretty cool as well, just walking around, ensuring there were no violence and making sure traffic was flowing smoothly. They were even patroling on horses! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAH3rRpMEUI/AAAAAAAAA7M/du3RqXzXx8U/s1600-h/DSC01847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188700568550117698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAH3rRpMEUI/AAAAAAAAA7M/du3RqXzXx8U/s400/DSC01847.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look at the vast crowd &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAH34BpMEVI/AAAAAAAAA7U/wwnesYEqcHw/s1600-h/DSC01850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188700787593449810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAH34BpMEVI/AAAAAAAAA7U/wwnesYEqcHw/s400/DSC01850.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Protesters holding placcards &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAH4FBpMEWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/8h5sUK80x2k/s1600-h/DSC01852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188701010931749218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAH4FBpMEWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/8h5sUK80x2k/s400/DSC01852.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saw a rather cute one, sounds pretty childish though. Like "alright! Since you want to be like that we also want hmph!" Haha, but somehow i don't understand what this placcard really mean. What has killing innocent people got to do with human rights? It just doesn't seem to make sense to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAH4RhpMEXI/AAAAAAAAA7k/GdlxAwh-9TI/s1600-h/DSC01854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188701225680114034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAH4RhpMEXI/AAAAAAAAA7k/GdlxAwh-9TI/s400/DSC01854.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And despite the randomness, me and vince decide to do some self portrait, not too bad huh? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, i didn't really take lots of picture for this but out of my "KPO-ness", i went to ask a person from China what are they actually protesting about. He told me that the media from european countries are telling lies when they say that China does not respect human rights, but in their opinion(that is the people protesting) China does have human rights and they are fighting for China. There were chants of "One family! One China!" and students signing on the protest banners that they had. There was even this guy that was dress in a green Mao Ze Dong look alike outfit and holding some olympic flag and he was like some statue from the wax musuem. People were like going up to him and taking photos with him and i think he was enjoying the attention as well. Now i regret not taking a photo with him. And silly Vince was saying "hey go take a pic with him, then you can tell people that you've been to China", but noope, i didn't go. He was busy enough! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, definitely an eye opener for me. I don't know why but i felt so excited when i came out of church and saw the big commotion. Guess if my future job requires me to go do such assignmnets, i would love my job dearly = )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521207427068512640-765632798948940844?l=nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/feeds/765632798948940844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521207427068512640&amp;postID=765632798948940844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/765632798948940844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/765632798948940844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/2008/04/let-there-be-peace-in-china.html' title='Let there be peace in China'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578138428422262438</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/_livtiHG3RFQ/SAH3MRpMESI/AAAAAAAAA68/9HKmLx-5VDw/s72-c/DSC01841.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521207427068512640.post-1092571553824834690</id><published>2008-04-11T21:01:00.026+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:24:19.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food food food...its all about food</title><content type='html'>I felt so good when i took of my top the moment i reached home. I almost burst my top today after eating so much! Now i know why people tighten their belts when they are eating if they want to lose weight. With something so tight on you, you really won't want to add even a single gram of fat on you to make the top even tighter. Anyways, i went to try french food today. Didn't find it very satistfying but at least i tried. I had a bad experience with the foie gras though, it tasted like crap and i totally wasted my money on it($16 Aud). According to Yee Lin, this is not the normal one, its the paste like one where you apply it on biscuit or bread, the well cooked one should taste nicer, but this first experience has given me a super bad impression of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/R_9q5JrUM5I/AAAAAAAAA5c/vKyRWwe9SM0/s1600-h/DSC01806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187982825836786578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/R_9q5JrUM5I/AAAAAAAAA5c/vKyRWwe9SM0/s400/DSC01806.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entering the doors of Bergerac&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/R_9pJprUMwI/AAAAAAAAA4U/5PFw13l6lu4/s1600-h/DSC01777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187980910281372418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/R_9pJprUMwI/AAAAAAAAA4U/5PFw13l6lu4/s400/DSC01777.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/R_9o8prUMvI/AAAAAAAAA4M/D5gdqAl_b6o/s1600-h/DSC01776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187980686943073010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/R_9o8prUMvI/AAAAAAAAA4M/D5gdqAl_b6o/s400/DSC01776.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nicely laid dining table &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/R_9sJZrUNBI/AAAAAAAAA6c/QIV0EX3RCNU/s1600-h/untitled2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187984204521288722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/R_9sJZrUNBI/AAAAAAAAA6c/QIV0EX3RCNU/s400/untitled2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking random pics while waiting for our food &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beginning with our entree...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/R_9paJrUMxI/AAAAAAAAA4c/pvuhU1Zy4a8/s1600-h/DSC01782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187981193749213970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/R_9paJrUMxI/AAAAAAAAA4c/pvuhU1Zy4a8/s400/DSC01782.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yee Lin's escargot...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tried one and it was not too bad actually, tasted like some shell fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/R_9plJrUMyI/AAAAAAAAA4k/VZQ-AXAIluQ/s1600-h/DSC01784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187981382727775010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/R_9plJrUMyI/AAAAAAAAA4k/VZQ-AXAIluQ/s400/DSC01784.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My disgusting paste like foie gras with a piece of chicken liver &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/R_9pt5rUMzI/AAAAAAAAA4s/YS9o-i9K3xs/s1600-h/DSC01785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187981533051630386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/R_9pt5rUMzI/AAAAAAAAA4s/YS9o-i9K3xs/s400/DSC01785.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That was all i could eat and i could go no further. The taste was like so fishy,eeks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now to the main course...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/R_9p55rUM0I/AAAAAAAAA40/2pzALYZCeTk/s1600-h/DSC01794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187981739210060610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/R_9p55rUM0I/AAAAAAAAA40/2pzALYZCeTk/s400/DSC01794.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yee Lin's seafood, tasted like lobster bisque, not too bad &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/R_9qWprUM2I/AAAAAAAAA5E/lunV1jR53tE/s1600-h/DSC01800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187982233131299682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/R_9qWprUM2I/AAAAAAAAA5E/lunV1jR53tE/s400/DSC01800.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With her one and only baby lobster &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/R_9qLprUM1I/AAAAAAAAA48/cijk6T8M-HQ/s1600-h/DSC01796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187982044152738642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/R_9qLprUM1I/AAAAAAAAA48/cijk6T8M-HQ/s400/DSC01796.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for me, i had veal fillets with rissotto &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/R_9qhZrUM3I/AAAAAAAAA5M/S_yVQHSDokY/s1600-h/DSC01801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187982417814893426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/R_9qhZrUM3I/AAAAAAAAA5M/S_yVQHSDokY/s400/DSC01801.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mmmm...so much better than the foie gras &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/R_9qs5rUM4I/AAAAAAAAA5U/T20rpo3u3dw/s1600-h/DSC01803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187982615383389058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/R_9qs5rUM4I/AAAAAAAAA5U/T20rpo3u3dw/s400/DSC01803.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Us after our meal &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The restaurant didn't have much desserts, actually they only had one, but we felt rather chocolatey so we decided to head down to Lygon Street's KoKo black. The iced chocolate there is heavenly! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/R_9sTJrUNCI/AAAAAAAAA6k/oDtb6Cl0Vug/s1600-h/untitled3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187984372025013282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/R_9sTJrUNCI/AAAAAAAAA6k/oDtb6Cl0Vug/s400/untitled3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The vast array of chocolates &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/R_9rGJrUM6I/AAAAAAAAA5k/AbE53Cu-hYQ/s1600-h/DSC01810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187983049175085986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/R_9rGJrUM6I/AAAAAAAAA5k/AbE53Cu-hYQ/s400/DSC01810.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While waiting for our seat 1 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/R_9rTJrUM7I/AAAAAAAAA5s/J4bv_dnNMp4/s1600-h/DSC01811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187983272513385394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/R_9rTJrUM7I/AAAAAAAAA5s/J4bv_dnNMp4/s400/DSC01811.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While waiting for our seat 2 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/R_9rc5rUM8I/AAAAAAAAA50/FZi0oEiLO9M/s1600-h/DSC01818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187983440017109954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/R_9rc5rUM8I/AAAAAAAAA50/FZi0oEiLO9M/s400/DSC01818.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally seated down @ KoKo Black &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/R_9sXprUNDI/AAAAAAAAA6s/nLl2G_GiVVQ/s1600-h/untitled4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187984449334424626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/R_9sXprUNDI/AAAAAAAAA6s/nLl2G_GiVVQ/s400/untitled4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our yummy chocolate desserts &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/R_9uRprUNEI/AAAAAAAAA60/P6H4lQEvZo0/s1600-h/untitled5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187986545278465090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_livtiHG3RFQ/R_9uRprUNEI/AAAAAAAAA60/P6H4lQEvZo0/s400/untitled5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Both of us enjoying our desserts immensely...Mmmm &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, that basically ended our night. Took a nice stroll back home with that bloated tummy of mine and it felt so good when i unzipped that top! I think i really ate too much today, but it was a great night out. Lygon Street more often now for sure = )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521207427068512640-1092571553824834690?l=nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/feeds/1092571553824834690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521207427068512640&amp;postID=1092571553824834690' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/1092571553824834690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521207427068512640/posts/default/1092571553824834690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nessawantstotalk.blogspot.com/2008/04/food-food-foodits-all-about-food.html' title='Food food food...its all about food'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578138428422262438</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/_livtiHG3RFQ/R_9q5JrUM5I/AAAAAAAAA5c/vKyRWwe9SM0/s72-c/DSC01806.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521207427068512640.post-5849992769567761262</id><published>2008-04-10T23:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T22:21:37.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BEWARE of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints.</title><content type='html'>There are more and more warped churches out there now a days that is ruining the chirstian reputation. Let me emphasize, christianity has NOTHING to do with this so called church that did such a disgraceful and unacceptable act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This so called church had force young girls as young as 13 to spiritually marry men (who could have several "wives") and were then forced to have sex with them in order to reproduce. There was this girl that was 16 and already had 4 kids. There was also this 15 year old girl that was married to a 49 year old man that has 7 such wives, and just 8 months after she gave birth, she was pregnant again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This organisation is obviously just a cover up for men to release they beastality acts on young children. I bet they just attract more perverts to join as members so 
