<?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-4588517530143368711</id><updated>2012-01-17T01:46:44.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Semi-Charmed Life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Iona Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03866370516562493305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTLK1Q_A4Ic/TMKs2J61dWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hg49owdF1YE/S220/P3250075.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>58</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588517530143368711.post-4847963849256823000</id><published>2012-01-17T01:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T01:46:44.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Block</title><content type='html'>That dreaded feeling of&amp;nbsp;sobriety. When the fuzzed senses return with an unmistakable concentration of focus as reality makes a hard contact with the phony atmosphere that laced the instances before. Succumbing to the fondness of impulsive tendencies litter one's possible escape as helplessness teeters the course of the mistakes made with the lies that time itself was in our control. Time is not in our control and it would be a perversion to consider it such without exhuming all frustrations that follow as it continues to slip by. Realize that we will have to stop running away from our fears and confront them headfirst while we still have the gusto to pull it off. It is not too late to unlearn and relearn for whatever path lies ahead of us; especially to the demographic that reads my um decaying blog. I am doing it right now. And that pretty much sums up that moment when I signed on my first legal documents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another new year, another new direction. I foresee and anticipate the tough year ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still want to dye my hair a platinum blonde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br class="Apple-interchange-newline" /&gt;Signing Off,&lt;br /&gt;The Abecedarian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588517530143368711-4847963849256823000?l=chorotivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/feeds/4847963849256823000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2012/01/another-block.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/4847963849256823000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/4847963849256823000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2012/01/another-block.html' title='Another Block'/><author><name>Iona Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03866370516562493305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTLK1Q_A4Ic/TMKs2J61dWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hg49owdF1YE/S220/P3250075.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588517530143368711.post-4689477319136677508</id><published>2011-10-31T00:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T00:59:51.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quickie twenties</title><content type='html'>Yes I have been absent. I don't think I will be able to actively update this blog in the near future. But due to uhm an overwhelming request for my annual pre-birthday wishlist I'm going to quickly update a&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;nother&lt;/span&gt; picture-less post. I'm sure you all know how to use google to find out how they look like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, we'll start from the most expensive to the least expensive ones. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.GROUPON VOUCHERS &amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is of course, VERY acceptable for me since I work there and it means a lot I guess. You can purchase them and email them as gifts to me. Teehee. Then again, I'm terrified of any brazillians, so we'll stick to any food, jewelry or&amp;nbsp;Mani-Pedi deals. If you get me a freaking massage deal I will probably die laughing inside. So please don't thankyouverymuch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Smartphone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to WHATSAPP with my dears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3.&amp;nbsp;Burberry Body.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fragrance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4.&amp;nbsp;Gucci Rush.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fragrance too. Yes I have been making many trips to Sephora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. Vouchers.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me to get my pretty things. Charles&amp;amp;Keith, La Senza, Coffee Bean (prepaid card) and of course, MPH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. Sarcastic T-shirts&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, sarcastic to the public not the bearer ok. And please I can fit into S-M sizes, will slap whoever buys me an XL. Also I wouldn't mind any 30rock inspired quotes :D Even better if they were taken off Tina Fey :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7.&amp;nbsp;Cotton On dresses&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting for a while till the price of their dresses drop. Doesnt look like it's gonna happen so uhm here it is, in my wishlist! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. Headphones&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I am so darn lazy to get one for myself. The current one I have gives me headaches&amp;nbsp;because&amp;nbsp;of my big head. So, pandai pandai la, comfy stretchy ones -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9.Sock Monkey&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had to put this here because I want one. This is the only soft toy I will tolerate :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. Paddle Ball&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAT. I want a paddle ball! Nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;11. Soap&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Kindersoaps. Free postage. You can even order to my house now. OHOHO. Choices would encompass Spiced Coffee, Dream Time and Tangy Lavendar. Kthxbai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please no:&lt;br /&gt;Soft Toys&lt;br /&gt;Picture Frame&lt;br /&gt;Earrings (too many)&lt;br /&gt;Awkward gifts (ohyouknowhatImean)&lt;br /&gt;Proposals (:P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing Off,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"A man can do as he will, but not will as he will." - Schopenhauers&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588517530143368711-4689477319136677508?l=chorotivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/feeds/4689477319136677508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/10/quickie-twenties.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/4689477319136677508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/4689477319136677508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/10/quickie-twenties.html' title='Quickie twenties'/><author><name>Iona Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03866370516562493305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTLK1Q_A4Ic/TMKs2J61dWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hg49owdF1YE/S220/P3250075.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588517530143368711.post-1213828638601039142</id><published>2011-10-09T09:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T22:03:00.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Evenings with...Jamie?</title><content type='html'>With Jenny going on a prolonged hiatus due to her immense workload and substance abuse; I am temporarily featuring Jamie becauseshesaidsomethingsofunnyikenotstandit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 21px; line-height: 27px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 21px; line-height: 27px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;▄███████████▄▐█▄▄▄█▌&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;████▌▄▌▄▐▐▌██▌▀▀██▀&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;██▄█▌▄▌▄▐▐▌▀██▄▄█▌&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;▄▄▄█████████████▀&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Violet: Look Look!&lt;br /&gt;Jamie: What is that? ....Fail..... Snail?&lt;br /&gt;Violet: It's a fail whale.&lt;br /&gt;Jamie: OH NOW I SEE A WHALE&lt;br /&gt;Jamie: But if you look at it from right to left it looks like a fail snail.&lt;br /&gt;Violet: #_#&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I have not updated in a while. Working life/travelling on FEDERAL really consumes time and energy. But on the bright side, I'm halfway through my internship!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing Off,&lt;br /&gt;Radio&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588517530143368711-1213828638601039142?l=chorotivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/feeds/1213828638601039142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/10/evenings-withjamie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/1213828638601039142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/1213828638601039142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/10/evenings-withjamie.html' title='Evenings with...Jamie?'/><author><name>Iona Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03866370516562493305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTLK1Q_A4Ic/TMKs2J61dWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hg49owdF1YE/S220/P3250075.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588517530143368711.post-3453123697704246573</id><published>2011-09-11T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T21:47:49.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Estranged</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;"This is me damn it! I look the way I look, think the way I think, feel the way I feel, love the way I love! I am a whole comple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;x package. Take me or leave me. Accept me or walk away! Do not try to make me feel like less of a person, just because I don't fit your idea of who I should be and don't try to change me to fit your mold.&amp;nbsp;" - Evelyn Tan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They always tell us not to judge a book by it's cover. But we work so hard on our covers, what happens when we realized we had not spent enough effort to fill in the contents; and all that is left are blanks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, I don't think I'm made to survive the cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing Off,&lt;br /&gt;Post-student syndrome&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588517530143368711-3453123697704246573?l=chorotivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/feeds/3453123697704246573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/09/estranged.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/3453123697704246573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/3453123697704246573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/09/estranged.html' title='Estranged'/><author><name>Iona Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03866370516562493305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTLK1Q_A4Ic/TMKs2J61dWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hg49owdF1YE/S220/P3250075.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588517530143368711.post-1172352248029268998</id><published>2011-08-31T12:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T16:24:25.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blurry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2255798620101052124lcpMln"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb48.webshots.com/48623/2255798620101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="DSC00944" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;John Lemon - Wondermilk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hello readers. I have not had a proper update for a while and I apologize profusely for that. I will of course now indulge you with the few of many things I've been up to the past weeks.&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2957369350101052124JvKLoU"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb57.webshots.com/48120/2957369350101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="267393_10150257478271523_697081522_7830241_4562069_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Roadtrip with Mr. America and the ladies. Using two consecutive nights to throw Ms Jamie with a mini surprise birthday celebration + clogging up the bath tub with our makeshift home foot spa are definitely getting us blacklisted from ever residing in the &lt;b&gt;only &lt;/b&gt;hotel in Kampar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of birthdays..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2707885710101052124xpZSZP"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb51.webshots.com/48626/2707885710101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="184165_10150255161726045_730466044_7763638_5539923_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Papa bear's surprise birthday dinner with the ladies! Rawr! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2670458020101052124xGlBrW"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb41.webshots.com/48360/2670458020101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="299003_10150267175406045_730466044_7887795_6691032_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kidnapped Kukumalu and ditched Lasertag to celebrate her b'day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did not take pictures for lasertag, but lasertag is AWESOME. If &lt;s&gt;Nelle&lt;/s&gt; some of us weren't so scared of the dark, we could have had the best 21st for a certain someone. PFFT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2776332790101052124MMegWO"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb51.webshots.com/48306/2776332790101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="291946_10150268518706523_697081522_7949015_4847018_n (1)" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh oh, Cher's awesome Birthday too ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In case you did not figure it out from this picture, the theme for the night was maxi dresses. SO FUN. I WANT A THEMED 21ST TOO. But but everybody wouldn't be around to celebrate with me ._. Owells.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to No Black Tie with Cain and Cher to watch a Jazz band perform. Pretty cosy place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2241220140101052124wzGtNP"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb15.webshots.com/49422/2241220140101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="DSC00956" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2788984820101052124sURcrh"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb47.webshots.com/47342/2788984820101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="DSC00957" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spent the next day with a tour de la KL, but the camera died D: Penangite Cain has never been to Ikea and it was funny for me and Cher to relapse our first trip to Ikea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2163749310101052124aXNGZA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb16.webshots.com/46415/2163749310101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="DSC00985" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The couple making generic but incredibly cute poses all over Ikea. I pun shy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also. I unofficially finished my studies under the ADP programme in HELP College of Arts and Technology. YES I'M DONE PEOPLE. And I am currently interning with a &lt;i&gt;not-so&lt;/i&gt; secret company. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2889762580101052124xigBaQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb56.webshots.com/48183/2889762580101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="DSC00930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THIS IS A PICTURE OF MENARA MERAIS OMG you Klang ppl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dread for how the corporate life would turn out eased the moment I first stepped into the company for my interview. I actually &lt;b&gt;wanted &lt;/b&gt;to be in this office and undergo the 9/5 jam from Klang for this. It's only been a week but I'm learning alot from this fast-paced company. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2937343410101052124SKjGVe"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb33.webshots.com/48864/2937343410101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="DSC01034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Urh part of my desk. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My body-clock is adjusting to the office time though. Drowsiness at 11pm actually comes naturally. I feel so healthy but jetlagged with this biological change eee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2079958900101052124QnzrOB"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb16.webshots.com/47247/2079958900101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="DSC01040" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;COFFFFEEEE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;What are early mornings without coffee? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I has the cutest freakin coffeemakingmachine ever. It only has one switch which flips between on and off only. So retro. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2636062730101052124LsFtfC"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb28.webshots.com/47835/2636062730101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="kdie" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;And of course, I am trying to get over my webcam phobia and converse with people. Yes I have a Skype account now :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've spent one successful fasting month avoiding Khadijah thanks to Skype. YAY NO MORE BITCHY KHADI. But this would also mean that I'll be seeing more of Habib. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yes, Eid Mubarak to my muslim friends. I spent it celebrating and forgetting that our National Day was the midnight itself. WHOOPS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing Off,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Intern&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588517530143368711-1172352248029268998?l=chorotivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/feeds/1172352248029268998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/08/blurry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/1172352248029268998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/1172352248029268998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/08/blurry.html' title='Blurry'/><author><name>Iona Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03866370516562493305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTLK1Q_A4Ic/TMKs2J61dWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hg49owdF1YE/S220/P3250075.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588517530143368711.post-5864050647704129316</id><published>2011-08-21T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T19:43:08.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Evenings with Jenny 2</title><content type='html'>Jenny: Put down your finance notes and talk to me.&lt;div&gt;Violet: No I cant, I'm doing the practice quiz right now. If I started talking to you I can't do the quiz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jenny: Vi, dont you lie to me. Weather or not you talk to me, you &lt;b&gt;still &lt;/b&gt;cant do the quiz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Violet: ........ It's true ;_;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing Off,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damned Conundrums &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588517530143368711-5864050647704129316?l=chorotivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/feeds/5864050647704129316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/08/evenings-with-jenny-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/5864050647704129316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/5864050647704129316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/08/evenings-with-jenny-2.html' title='Evenings with Jenny 2'/><author><name>Iona Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03866370516562493305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTLK1Q_A4Ic/TMKs2J61dWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hg49owdF1YE/S220/P3250075.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588517530143368711.post-5036114521960538803</id><published>2011-08-20T12:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T16:30:22.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Janelle Ng</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2738602730101052124HZwgUW"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb01.webshots.com/46976/2738602730101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="n783925522_4993157_82" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bitch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope you enjoy my shitty present. I took the time and effort to get you this ostentatiously useless gift.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing Off,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pebbles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Hello to new follower, CY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.P.S: This was the shitty present I got for her!! FROM DAISO. SO THOUGHTFUL I KNOW :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2802590440101052124QmDYkS"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb31.webshots.com/49374/2802590440101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="DSC01018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A bug/insect net!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I figured with enough people staring at me holding that wtf thing I might as well take a touristy picture with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(This was not a real gift)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588517530143368711-5036114521960538803?l=chorotivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/feeds/5036114521960538803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/08/janelle-ng.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/5036114521960538803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/5036114521960538803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/08/janelle-ng.html' title='Janelle Ng'/><author><name>Iona Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03866370516562493305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTLK1Q_A4Ic/TMKs2J61dWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hg49owdF1YE/S220/P3250075.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588517530143368711.post-2286022019424520218</id><published>2011-08-19T00:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T19:40:58.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A letter to my 25 year old self</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I did this, inspired by Xian, as I'm too lazy to actually update this blog. Too many things have happened in such a short period of time, and I don't have the mood to update the daily growing pains. Soo I decided to write a lil letter to my 25 year old self!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear 25 year old Iona,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello, you're turning 21 in a few months time. It's exhilarating but fearful at the same time. But life goes on, and I bet you'll miss what's going to be the beginning of your 20s.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I hope sometime in between you attempt cutting your hair short again, scare men, annoy your ladies and rock the look properly with a better wardrobe. :P&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you've tied the knot by now, I WILL BE DISAPPOINTED IN YOU. No seriously, don't. I will disown you. You better have a damned good reason why that happened, Vegas is not going to be one of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stop involving yourself in incredulous dramas. You're no longer in Wa Lai Toi. Lady-up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which reminds me, I hope your memory improves. If it doesn't, here are some things your younger self would wish to do:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Please don't forget to donate to charity? And while we're on finances, can I borrow some money? I'm kinda broke. I'm sure you would have stashed some emergency money somewhere. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I hope that Lasik surgery you've always wanted go through smoothly. If the condition of your eyes don't tally, I guess photochromic lenses would be fly enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Please please fill up your Passport books with stamps all over. I really hope that the career you choose to pursue would fulfill that. If that doesn't happen, travel. Make your 20s amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Read. Books. Your attention span is getting worse by the years. Buy one book every time your paycheck rolls in, and get a nice shelf for them by the window, please? Don't ruin your eye power any more :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. I really hope you get lucky. He should not be another clueless tard. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I am taking my time being myself and clueless but you better have made a decision what you want in a relationship. One things for sure; Just don't end up dating a girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Move out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Do not forget those who have made it through the times with you. Talk to more people, you awkward sicko and let yourself be inspired by them. Get comfortable with human contact, or move to Antarctica.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Get a firearm license if you can afford it please? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Do your best in everything and anything new. I can't find a real passion yet, not fresh after college, but I hope we'd work to find it :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Never lose your sense of wonder. Keep surprising everybody and continuously bring them or yourself out of the comfort zone. I hope you can do that better as I suspect as we grow older, you might just forget as you get lazier :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. SUN BLOCK please. Skincare is going to be so important as we age T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I'm done with the preliminary checklist. I will try not to disappoint you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS: Always always remember the quote you kept at the bottom of your phone notes: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"The optimist and pessimist both die in the end, but each lives his life in a completely different way."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing Off,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your 20 year old self :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588517530143368711-2286022019424520218?l=chorotivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/feeds/2286022019424520218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/08/letter-to-my-25-year-old-self.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/2286022019424520218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/2286022019424520218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/08/letter-to-my-25-year-old-self.html' title='A letter to my 25 year old self'/><author><name>Iona Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03866370516562493305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTLK1Q_A4Ic/TMKs2J61dWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hg49owdF1YE/S220/P3250075.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588517530143368711.post-5067770356422733040</id><published>2011-08-13T14:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T14:56:17.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>9</title><content type='html'>Nine fine days till I join the field. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will be:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sending all my college textbooks to recycle; in BULK :DDDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Showing Cain around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watch Three and a Half Men showcase by M.A.C.C.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Attend two bazaars&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Relapse in the wonders of J.R.R. Tolkien &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and sleeping. Definitely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so tired it's not funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing Off,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fisting 320&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588517530143368711-5067770356422733040?l=chorotivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/feeds/5067770356422733040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/08/9.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/5067770356422733040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/5067770356422733040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/08/9.html' title='9'/><author><name>Iona Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03866370516562493305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTLK1Q_A4Ic/TMKs2J61dWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hg49owdF1YE/S220/P3250075.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588517530143368711.post-3570254518742981125</id><published>2011-08-09T03:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T03:37:55.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Third Law</title><content type='html'>I am happy.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It doesn't matter, how long this is going to last, no matter how short-lived it may be. I am happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;College is ending, I am actually glad; the sentimental-ness of college life is overruled by my strong sense of wanderlust.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope I just stay this bubbly till the 15th August. Two FINANCE papers back to back. I need all the energy/focus/intel I can get to graduate on time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is after a few fly-offs, a dear's birthday and a visitor from Penang. It's going to be just another week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry for the lack of updates. I got so busy I stopped everything. I will get back to blogging once I sort out whatever's left of my finals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing Off,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Summer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588517530143368711-3570254518742981125?l=chorotivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/feeds/3570254518742981125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/08/third-law.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/3570254518742981125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/3570254518742981125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/08/third-law.html' title='Third Law'/><author><name>Iona Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03866370516562493305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTLK1Q_A4Ic/TMKs2J61dWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hg49owdF1YE/S220/P3250075.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588517530143368711.post-5184891318806075842</id><published>2011-08-01T22:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T22:18:37.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leap</title><content type='html'>I just came back from a 3 day excursion in Ipoh. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I somewhat have this sense that the wholesomely awesome food is still stuck in my stomach. I have never eaten &lt;b&gt;so much&lt;/b&gt; in such a short period of time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am drowning my system with water now. Nothings changing, still feel that "jelak" feeling from consuming too much oil/sugaredwater/laughing too much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was definitely a trip to cherish; who knows whens the next time we'd all meet again :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you, Jamie, Tien Hwei and Kar Yee for hosting us. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Renting a family suite is pretty decent!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok I think I'm going to faint right now. Thursday and most of this will be over. I am running out of time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing Off,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588517530143368711-5184891318806075842?l=chorotivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/feeds/5184891318806075842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/08/leap.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/5184891318806075842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/5184891318806075842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/08/leap.html' title='Leap'/><author><name>Iona Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03866370516562493305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTLK1Q_A4Ic/TMKs2J61dWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hg49owdF1YE/S220/P3250075.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588517530143368711.post-40877139429625660</id><published>2011-07-23T03:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T21:49:09.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Manners</title><content type='html'>Sister digs up old chocolate from the cupboard and brings it to the hall where the family was watching TV.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sister: Eh everyone, the chocolate expired  a month ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Long pause*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unison: EAT THE CHOCOLATE NOW QUICK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After eating the chocolates I realized we were ultimately pigs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing Off,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blessing in Disguise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588517530143368711-40877139429625660?l=chorotivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/feeds/40877139429625660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/07/manners.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/40877139429625660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/40877139429625660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/07/manners.html' title='Manners'/><author><name>Iona Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03866370516562493305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTLK1Q_A4Ic/TMKs2J61dWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hg49owdF1YE/S220/P3250075.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588517530143368711.post-4750932843579564840</id><published>2011-07-18T23:26:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T23:44:57.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Resume</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the hiatus. Just discovered that we only have three weeks and our college lives are over. Thanks to Chia Yee for pointing that out.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forms to fill, vacancies to apply to, resumes to carve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;s&gt;Bimbolalamode: I got my face published in three magazines, two clubbing one national college magazine, got quoted off a national Cadbury competition, can put in the resume ah? I bring a framed copy of each can k. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tralalala. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Team player"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Flexible"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Extrovert"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Multitasking"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I somehow find these cliches amusing :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once again it boils down to the simple mission vs passion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing Off,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pacing pavements&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588517530143368711-4750932843579564840?l=chorotivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/feeds/4750932843579564840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/07/resume.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/4750932843579564840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/4750932843579564840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/07/resume.html' title='Resume'/><author><name>Iona Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03866370516562493305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTLK1Q_A4Ic/TMKs2J61dWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hg49owdF1YE/S220/P3250075.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588517530143368711.post-1108395018334879162</id><published>2011-07-08T00:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T01:20:50.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress Eating</title><content type='html'>Appetizer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2356270870101052124ZadDay"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb37.webshots.com/47396/2356270870101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="DSC00843" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emergancy Chocolate&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2356270870101052124ZadDay"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2468718640101052124EINJQx"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb48.webshots.com/46383/2468718640101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="260123_2183392829102_1375427584_32565845_4834631_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stir tossed jelly fish&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2185078140101052124sNtzFQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb50.webshots.com/46833/2185078140101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="SAM_0833" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Complimentary bread from ripoff place&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main Course(s)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2874759440101052124qUCrVO"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb57.webshots.com/42232/2874759440101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="270700_2183390749050_1375427584_32565835_8348320_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dragon-i noodles&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2070335270101052124bUpApk"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb24.webshots.com/48087/2070335270101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="DSC00812" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Everyday at WoknRoll&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three rounds of Ikea in less than a week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2764633390101052124OLRRIz"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb64.webshots.com/46655/2764633390101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="DSC00835" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Round 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2754471750101052124wBVqEw"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb50.webshots.com/46193/2754471750101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="DSC00858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Round 2&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was too hungry on Round 3, no pictures lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicken Rice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2022842910101052124WZmXcq"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb48.webshots.com/47023/2022842910101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="DSC00857" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bee's Portobello surprise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2331745630101052124HpbUnl"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb52.webshots.com/47091/2331745630101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="DSC00859" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tastes EXTRAORDINAIRE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2397759820101052124UnnykL"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb55.webshots.com/48502/2397759820101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="DSC00860" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meatloaf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Betty's experience with Manda. I have a review on this place already, two of us gals ordered the Dog Food and suffered severely. You need 3-4 persons to be eating and consider Dog Food a freakin side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dessert&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2321269930101052124WcNJgX"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb30.webshots.com/49181/2321269930101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="247282_10150205019067285_554032284_7155488_7885323_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SNO &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Underrated froyo drink shop. Go to Pavillion and look for it! It's near Chatime methinks. Picture adding skittles to your froyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dessert of the Month?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2559547540101052124dlbSrI"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb05.webshots.com/45828/2559547540101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="DSC00864" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White chocolate chip macadamia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It used to be available in Singapore, not in Malaysia. Trust me, if you're a fan of white chocolate, it's worth the melts-in-your-mouth experience. The macadamia is one of the best nuts I love, which ideally compliments white chocolate. Yums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2142954870101052124YzJymA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb21.webshots.com/39828/2142954870101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="270674_2183410229537_1375427584_32565918_4853010_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;How we looked like after having White choco chip macadamia&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random camwhore picture of me and bro in matching hats. Apparently he photobombed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588517530143368711-1108395018334879162?l=chorotivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/feeds/1108395018334879162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/07/stress-eating.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/1108395018334879162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/1108395018334879162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/07/stress-eating.html' title='Stress Eating'/><author><name>Iona Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03866370516562493305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTLK1Q_A4Ic/TMKs2J61dWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hg49owdF1YE/S220/P3250075.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588517530143368711.post-2938942868959470343</id><published>2011-07-07T23:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T01:11:31.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>June</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;A mint flashback of Junes events before I start worrying about my August plans clashing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2513901760101052124UiuEYA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb60.webshots.com/48507/2513901760101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="251186_10150223875633196_723103195_7721082_3913644_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Janelle decided to attend (and drag me and Valerie) to one of our last few events in college, organized by Ms Lau :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2261480350101052124rDPHpV"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb54.webshots.com/48117/2261480350101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="261415_10150223875418196_723103195_7721076_3978303_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unessecary angling, Valerie's photo-taking skills ma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2089352260101052124PlgWpD"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb21.webshots.com/47892/2089352260101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="267417_10150223877468196_723103195_7721113_6320761_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Surprisingly, the team we were with got the first placing. It was fun considering we weren't taking anything seriously, lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also used the same time Valerie was jobless to go on an all-day excursion around Damansara!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2598966810101052124FCZwcC"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb36.webshots.com/48035/2598966810101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="DSC00837" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Winter Warmers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2859367160101052124HbNtiM"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb32.webshots.com/22431/2859367160101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="DSC00841" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Being another embarrassment &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2923310740101052124OOzynv"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb30.webshots.com/47645/2923310740101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="DSC00842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Valerie spazzing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After watching Kungfu Panda 2, we decided that we all had to eat like Po to attain inner peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2772260950101052124IxhPnR"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb03.webshots.com/47042/2772260950101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="DSC00845" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;DAMN ALOT RITE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually, we ordered so much because none of us could speako mandarino. Lolwut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the real father's day, the family decided to also eat out again (more chance to eat cake ma). So we went to Sekinchan to check out the place, since "they advertise in TV3, should be good". -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2838549750101052124RycNnA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb16.webshots.com/46607/2838549750101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="DSC00847" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ordering at counter fish :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2540644330101052124yoNRnv"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb55.webshots.com/47862/2540644330101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="DSC00848" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only nice item on their menu is their Nasi Lemak, plain. Any other item has to be "bakar"ed and it tastes nasty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ooh! Great news! the shopping mall next to HELP CAT has opened!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2721945490101052124HEDipz"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb11.webshots.com/34442/2721945490101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="DSC00853" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;More like open for public viewing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The whole mall was dusty, gloomy, cold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2528724580101052124CxwGLS"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb48.webshots.com/47087/2528724580101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="DSC00856" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Still doesnt stop the camwhorers :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will interrupt this with some brief, but equally sad news.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2003762050101052124SiyQxN"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb10.webshots.com/46153/2003762050101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="270567_2183406509444_1375427584_32565903_6545568_n" /&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;June was also the death of my best pair of heels D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MOTHER SHELL TEACUP BEACH CHAIR (I'm naming what's on my desk, no, my mom was not on my desk) the freaking rat bit THROUGH it. It decided that no, it didn't want to nibble the sides, it nom-ed THROUGH the whole leather. =/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodbye dear heels, I will always remember the trauma, clubbing, jumping, running I've done with you. (I should stop jumping in heels). The amount of puke that has spilled on you while your owner feebly avoids the drunkards &lt;s&gt;6 times&lt;/s&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope someday I would find a pair of heels like you, never once broken down on me unlike the Padini brands. (This baby is Charles and Keith FYI)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need a new pair of black heels, versatile and steady. Now all my other heels are pretty much shitty except my kickass boots. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Which reminds me, I need more kickass boots, preferably one with better footing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, back to happy things. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2423662990101052124LKaaDI"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb64.webshots.com/24959/2423662990101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="270618_2183404029382_1375427584_32565891_8224520_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It says procrastinator extraordinaire, the most professionally deceiving button you'll ever meet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ooh in turn me gots a nice button to match my dad's :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2175068840101052124BMaxce"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb39.webshots.com/45542/2175068840101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="268213_10150212486352944_697877943_7272046_250779_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mmm latte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2068493670101052124mZJsJv"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb50.webshots.com/41201/2068493670101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="264232_10150216362921045_730466044_7399492_4086900_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Had a mini reunion/excursion for Pillowtalkers + Daryl to &lt;b&gt;Bangsar &lt;/b&gt;and it was a great afternoon spent, if only we had more time. Then again, I doubt we ever have "too much time" for any of our meetings. Time flies when you're having fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2629466890101052124xZofFN"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb53.webshots.com/45876/2629466890101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="262201_1678157888539_1675280347_1157124_357891_n" /&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;Ooh which reminds me:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2110937260101052124fQqkmi"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb59.webshots.com/48442/2110937260101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="261473_10150227238156523_697081522_7506989_7833946_n" /&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;Have a safe flight Bren, stay strong, eat well, and enjoy your 4 months in Aussiee! Party hard! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Did not get to take pictures during your farewell at Moshi whoops)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quick question: where the hell does Iona disappear to every once a while?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2338057040101052124iJJDYg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb29.webshots.com/47644/2338057040101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="267712_10150226156877285_554032284_7249344_232968_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;everyday im shufflin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I missed having you around Sue. Thank you for always letting me bunk over all the time. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2723121650101052124lLsjUB"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb47.webshots.com/47214/2723121650101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="247282_10150205019062285_554032284_7155487_5700429_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With Heathy Ledger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ooh we've reached the end of the month: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last thing of the month?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2409894060101052124ILWWnX"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb54.webshots.com/47669/2409894060101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="DSC00861" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;GIRLYY TIMEE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went and glammed up ourselves. See see Amanda did her hair while I did my nails. Fun time out indeed, my first time in Sunway Giza :o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which reminds me, my sister's take on Sunway Giza &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"The only thing big about Sunway Giza are their fans."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought the place was pretty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was the same day I ran into a wall thinking of Cherylyn. Definitely a sign.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing Off,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Glitter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588517530143368711-2938942868959470343?l=chorotivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/feeds/2938942868959470343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/07/june.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/2938942868959470343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/2938942868959470343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/07/june.html' title='June'/><author><name>Iona Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03866370516562493305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTLK1Q_A4Ic/TMKs2J61dWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hg49owdF1YE/S220/P3250075.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588517530143368711.post-4561621314077573529</id><published>2011-07-06T22:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T23:38:05.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Belated Father's Day</title><content type='html'>Happy belated Father's day!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How did you celebrate your father's day?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We celebrated it... A week before fathers day. To avoid the human jam! *drumrolls*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2025053040101052124gPEGUf"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb28.webshots.com/48923/2025053040101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="267533_2183393989131_1375427584_32565851_6085013_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think our family is always ready to celebrate any events as such anytime because it's the best excuse we get to eat cakes. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2845891890101052124FcDxfg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb35.webshots.com/32866/2845891890101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="268564_2183396949205_1375427584_32565862_4111254_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dad's face after cake.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy (belated) Father's day, dad. Would not trade this cool daddy for another :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ooh, I got him a button!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2334721340101052124luxfuI"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb54.webshots.com/45301/2334721340101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="270515_2183394429142_1375427584_32565853_7936138_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Due to angling problems -.- it basically says&lt;b&gt; "Professional Rockstar" &lt;/b&gt;B-) It's to be stamped on his gym bag so the other dads can be jealous. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing Off,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Squeee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588517530143368711-4561621314077573529?l=chorotivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/feeds/4561621314077573529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/07/belated-fathers-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/4561621314077573529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/4561621314077573529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/07/belated-fathers-day.html' title='Belated Father&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Iona Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03866370516562493305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTLK1Q_A4Ic/TMKs2J61dWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hg49owdF1YE/S220/P3250075.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588517530143368711.post-7749306681089198829</id><published>2011-07-04T17:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T17:26:38.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amanda Goh Puay Suan</title><content type='html'>PEW PEW PEW&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;s&gt;I am going to kill you.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, I just realized how much time I spend on Facebook when I'm online. I REPENT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did something worse than deactivating my account for a certain period of time. I asked dear Amanda to change my password.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She has it captive till I finish my assignment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come to think of it, it's actually working! 3 hours and 3 pages. Hmm. 7 more to go. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll try not to exhibit any withdrawal symptoms. Like compulsively updating my blog with titles like amanda goh puay suan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;amanda goh puay suan &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;amanda goh puay suan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;amanda goh puay suan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AMANDA GOH PUAY SUAN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I AM GOING TO KILLL YOU IN UR SLEEP &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; font-size: small; "&gt;ಠ_ಠ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;Signing Off,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;Senile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588517530143368711-7749306681089198829?l=chorotivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/feeds/7749306681089198829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/07/amanda-goh-puay-suan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/7749306681089198829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/7749306681089198829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/07/amanda-goh-puay-suan.html' title='Amanda Goh Puay Suan'/><author><name>Iona Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03866370516562493305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTLK1Q_A4Ic/TMKs2J61dWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hg49owdF1YE/S220/P3250075.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588517530143368711.post-6751235748112046215</id><published>2011-07-03T03:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T13:59:08.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Objective Minds</title><content type='html'>Just because I contest a less popular choice, it does not mean I intend to go on a full-fledged debate on it, just to protect that choice, or to justify myself.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's called a choice for a reason. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It does not mean it is the right choice, but it is an option.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It does not mean a popular choice would immediately reign more respect or otherwise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It does not mean it could not possibly violate your choice/opinion/collective debacle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It could simply be a noncommittal choice that could change overnight. But it would still make a difference. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It could be a choice already advocated years before you were acknowledged.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It could be a choice without all the answers, a choice as imperfect as we humans are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The choice can change, nothing is permanent. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doubt impales the best of minds. I never cast a shadow of doubt when I find out a choice has been made; the opportunities present at that moment has already been set in motion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In a nutshell, haters gonna hate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2103181400101052124TehATe"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb08.webshots.com/49031/2103181400101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="haters-gonna-hate-puffin" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing Off,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The anti-cynic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588517530143368711-6751235748112046215?l=chorotivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/feeds/6751235748112046215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/07/objective-minds.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/6751235748112046215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/6751235748112046215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/07/objective-minds.html' title='Objective Minds'/><author><name>Iona Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03866370516562493305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTLK1Q_A4Ic/TMKs2J61dWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hg49owdF1YE/S220/P3250075.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588517530143368711.post-4810600977754828485</id><published>2011-07-02T00:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T01:08:23.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Midpoint</title><content type='html'>The deluge of final assignments has arrived. So yes; more updates will be done on this blog to &lt;i&gt;elevate my stress&lt;/i&gt;/procrastinate, yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kI7-941rDss/Tg39MZq68cI/AAAAAAAAAOc/b0H-AMv9miA/s1600/DSC00849.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kI7-941rDss/Tg39MZq68cI/AAAAAAAAAOc/b0H-AMv9miA/s320/DSC00849.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624429899146785218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wished they looked as cute&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's already the middle of the year. How has 2011 treated you? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I can barely recognize myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Signing Off,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Wanderlust.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588517530143368711-4810600977754828485?l=chorotivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/feeds/4810600977754828485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/07/midpoint.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/4810600977754828485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/4810600977754828485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/07/midpoint.html' title='Midpoint'/><author><name>Iona Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03866370516562493305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTLK1Q_A4Ic/TMKs2J61dWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hg49owdF1YE/S220/P3250075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kI7-941rDss/Tg39MZq68cI/AAAAAAAAAOc/b0H-AMv9miA/s72-c/DSC00849.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588517530143368711.post-1126669316086253058</id><published>2011-06-24T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T01:23:25.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Letter to my 16 year old self</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Inspired by&lt;a href="http://kahlingsays.blogspot.com/"&gt; Kah Ling dear.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First and foremost; HOLY CRAP STOP GOING TO YOUR AUNTS TO CUT YOUR HAIR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then again, you're beautiful enough. And it's pretty much a blessing in disguise because lesser fools would think of talking you up and distract you from developing yourself mentally. In 2011? You're ready to handle them fools, and your game is still the same, only better now that you're all glammed up ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a side note: You still fall down occasionally for no reason. Oops.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am proud to tell you that yes, I am still blogging pretty frequently, as you have always me, and you're not taking big bucks for this too. And yes, you're still proudly declaring yourself 9 years old and watching the looks on people's faces turn. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vin Diesel turned out to be successful, blockbuster style like you predicted! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The world didn't end, much to your anticipation. 2011 actually gets worst where smart-phones went viral and everybody is hooked onto their mobile devices for good. Stop reading articles online on meteorites and Nostradamus projections; he has his own freaking TV Show now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You also stopped playing online games. It was terrible at first, but it was for the best. You occasionally slip into the addiction but with brilliant games such as Portal, who can say no?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have bad news.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's not going to be good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You didn't get that post-16-year-old growth spurt. Stop eating everything you see. You couldn't even reach anywhere near 170cm like Annabel. You waited and waited but it never came. You also didn't receive that beautiful gene your dad has where you magically gain a shitload of metabolism upon adulthood. &lt;b&gt;You cant eat the food you like anymore. &lt;/b&gt;You stopped consuming Milo, an almost-impossible feat for your 16 year old self. That's jut the tip of the iceberg of things you don't eat anymore but I believe it's for the best. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, you don't draw anymore, heck, that didn't even improve your handwriting OR vocabulary. You kinda channeled it into retail inspiration (Which reminds me; please &lt;b&gt;burn &lt;/b&gt;your faded blue pinafore). You should also stop scratching your mosquito bites - they look so ugly in 2011.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah, the cool scar you got from the motorbike accident faded away :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Errr, also. Two things in your life you rejected once, now plays a big role in your life. You are not definitely not going to be happy, but hey, life has no happy endings. And it's certainly not the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. You studied Business (to become a corporate sellout you loathed).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. You actually take politics seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In short, your world got bigger, definitely bigger than what it used to be, the principles you held, the people you meet. You're still the same person, always the first to exuberate constant change that only your closest friends would feel comfortable with. You dismiss from engaging in strong viewpoints in any matters and enjoy spontaneous events, talks and nature. It's just that the world has grown tougher and you have to be ready to anticipate them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are going to graduate soon, and you will be leaving what has been your most mediocre "transition years" of your life into adulthood. But you met lots of great friends, did lots of fun things and definitely will miss your time in your college life. No more late nights studying, driving on the highways and walking through malls during non-peak hours, and group assignments. I hope 25 year old me wont digress :x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am happy, I hope you find comfort knowing that you're doing well at 21.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing Off,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Inspired&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588517530143368711-1126669316086253058?l=chorotivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/feeds/1126669316086253058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/06/letter-to-my-16-year-old-self.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/1126669316086253058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/1126669316086253058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/06/letter-to-my-16-year-old-self.html' title='Letter to my 16 year old self'/><author><name>Iona Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03866370516562493305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTLK1Q_A4Ic/TMKs2J61dWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hg49owdF1YE/S220/P3250075.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588517530143368711.post-261122071026295252</id><published>2011-06-13T22:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T17:40:14.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom on Facebook</title><content type='html'>This is what you get when your mom discovers Emoticons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Mom:-&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;:9&lt;br /&gt;(-.-) I GOT IT&lt;br /&gt;:6&lt;br /&gt;(*-*) CUTE IONA&lt;br /&gt;(!_!) AH LIAN&lt;br /&gt;(!!__!!)   PANTOMINE&lt;br /&gt;(//___//) NINJA&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, she made them all up as she went. Made my day. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing Off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;TGIF NINJA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588517530143368711-261122071026295252?l=chorotivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/feeds/261122071026295252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/06/mom-on-facebook.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/261122071026295252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/261122071026295252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/06/mom-on-facebook.html' title='Mom on Facebook'/><author><name>Iona Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03866370516562493305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTLK1Q_A4Ic/TMKs2J61dWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hg49owdF1YE/S220/P3250075.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588517530143368711.post-5718333786501583071</id><published>2011-06-12T14:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T22:58:35.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bi-weekly update 0611</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It was a shattering statement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Iona, why are you still wearing this lazy dress?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sue had a point. Soo on the 1st June I got myself &lt;b&gt;a new lazy dress.&lt;/b&gt; Watch out! I'm going to intoxify everybody with my laziness! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2150815300101052124GHLNiM"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb55.webshots.com/47670/2150815300101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="DSC00816" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look for June? I got a hair-trim because it was going everywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2385714640101052124AJubdI"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb34.webshots.com/45281/2385714640101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="DSC00794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, I had Ah Kua nail color for the week &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then proceeded to go out with Xian, Daryl and Brendan for Loh Shi Fun dinner :) Had a tea drinking session at Xians after with Sha joining in and proceeded to mamak with Bel and Weng.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This day was a happy day. I met the American Santa (he's in town, and he has a package. rofl) and I got my forever 21 items, exclusively from US!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2342053240101052124JSolfc"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb56.webshots.com/45111/2342053240101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="DSC00824" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Each members of Pillowtalk have these :3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2344622620101052124EFlFzk"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb43.webshots.com/45674/2344622620101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="DSC00828" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ma-ma-ma-maxi dress, ma-ma-maxi dress&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, The maxi dress is the canvas behind with all the cheaper clothings. Lol. The green and blue spaghetti tops are only at RM9 each! Ask me if you want to know where I got them from, I'm too lazy to type :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Annd of course, I had a SECRET SANTA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Secret santa gave me these two presents:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2058023970101052124DiRMfL"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb46.webshots.com/46509/2058023970101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="DSC00823" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2873006890101052124muitwc"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb24.webshots.com/48215/2873006890101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="DSC00826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which reminds me; the moment Mr Quay touched down I've went out to mamak with these two gentlemen 4 times in 7 days. NO WONDER KENOT FINISH ASSIGNMENT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2341081050101052124KVyioE"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb34.webshots.com/36385/2341081050101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="DSC00834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The average amount of rice I have in a fortnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On another note: I did my assignment in my brothers room &amp;amp; &amp;amp; &amp;amp; the Nyan cat visited me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2661311940101052124fdUwRu"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb35.webshots.com/44898/2661311940101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="DSC00811" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;NYAN NYAN NYAN NYAN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I then went on to spend an afternoon with Amanda at Bangsar for the Ambassador event. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2990826780101052124dLNZvs"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb22.webshots.com/48149/2990826780101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="252540_229118940431570_100000003969609_1026668_955209_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I then attended Why Not? A church event at Botanic on a Saturday Night. A Saturday Night well spent with Darren as we probed his workplace and relived our youth once again :) I KNOW. Iona in a Church?! I was in &lt;b&gt;TWO churches the past 1 week.&lt;/b&gt; Amazing. The second church event, on 10th June was El Elyon which I went to support... Sha's ushering work. Another youth event where you can't help but to feel awkwardly old in the midst of 14-16 year olds. But was fun nevertheless :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2430316530101052124rcHZfV"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb35.webshots.com/48418/2430316530101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="229286_10150187170536045_730466044_7124687_5311246_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Ok I am really bad at going chronological)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2774406990101052124CXDkcc"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb32.webshots.com/7071/2774406990101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="247463_10150272626791756_595666755_9079177_8306426_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lunch was chicken rice and Joy Ling's homemade jelly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2585451870101052124fGbunW"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb58.webshots.com/47289/2585451870101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="250157_10150272626911756_595666755_9079180_6260242_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With Wai How&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to college on a Wednesday (not planned) for extra classes. Got stuck in a crazy blizzard where the rain was so bad &lt;i&gt;our college's roof collapsed.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Our roof collapsed.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Our roof collapsed.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2300736730101052124iStddH"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb16.webshots.com/48975/2300736730101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="250569_10150272642441756_595666755_9079326_6711536_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our roof collapsed. Images prior courtesy of Ivan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I refuse to comment any further :o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday was spent with Sue, walking around Bkt Bintang and breathing in the lights :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday was another busy one, went to The Weld with Rachel and Manda to check out Sha. THE PLACE IS IMPOSSIBLE to find. Conveniently we found out afterwards that it was the same row as Pavillion! =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I rushed back to do the saddest thing for the week; to KLIA to see Annabel and Weng off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2545149020101052124hOSbUO"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb20.webshots.com/45523/2545149020101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="DSC00830" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Gentlemen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2366224420101052124XIJykg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb50.webshots.com/47473/2366224420101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="DSC00831" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The ladies &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2822769230101052124ttGCCS"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb49.webshots.com/46896/2822769230101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="DSC00833" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Before the waterworks &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Annabel, I am not a goodbye's person, it certainly took me alot to get there, seeing both you and Isaac off for the year. I don't want to give goodbye wishes but I will only not be seeing you around for a year, so I can rejoice to seeing you in a year's time! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2876276430101052124VZRsJh"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb17.webshots.com/47504/2876276430101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="n1292415141_30160724_110395" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tralala moments back then :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;My tears may not show, but honey they flow :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing Off,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soon, Joon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588517530143368711-5718333786501583071?l=chorotivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/feeds/5718333786501583071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/06/bi-weekly-update-0611.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/5718333786501583071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/5718333786501583071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/06/bi-weekly-update-0611.html' title='Bi-weekly update 0611'/><author><name>Iona Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03866370516562493305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTLK1Q_A4Ic/TMKs2J61dWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hg49owdF1YE/S220/P3250075.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588517530143368711.post-8252587536828132929</id><published>2011-06-08T01:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T02:50:35.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Skincare Facebook Ambassador Hi-Tea</title><content type='html'>I was coerced into joining in the competition by my sister who heard of it. At first, I wasn't very keen on it but upon realizing it'd be awfully awesome thing to do before having to join the working field. So I submitted my entry and a few weeks later, I got selected as one of the Top 10 Finalists! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was ultimately psyched, and dragged dear Amanda to the event to check out the place. It was at &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/F-by-buffalo-kitchens/142615079103452"&gt;"F" by Buffalo Kitchens&lt;/a&gt; (Which was the dearest place ever, GREAT coffee) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://family.webshots.com/photo/2809310180101052124oULuXl"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb32.webshots.com/47135/2809310180101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="DSC00817" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Posing outside an exclusive sign = win&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was strange to me because the restaurant was upstairs. Still, going up with heels was definitely a problem for both of us. :s I'm never going to Bangsar with heels. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soo the event begin, first off with a briefing by Dr Nadzri, a wellness and healthy-aging specialist who talked on the many things about skincare. (Many pictures taken from other contestants, thank you!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://family.webshots.com/photo/2352484570101052124FoxdUO"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb27.webshots.com/48282/2352484570101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="254354_229095133767284_100000003969609_1026441_1993184_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The lady on the left? She's Melissa, the emcee of the event which also taught us how to give ourselves/others a facial using the right Simple products! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She mentioned a very important beauty tip which I think is worth sharing on this blog: &lt;b&gt;Take care of your neck.&lt;/b&gt; Like, seriously. Everybody puts products on their face but neglect their necks, which skin is as delicate as one's face. Note that the neck is constantly getting exposure from your hair/perfume, which many people don't spray on their clothes &lt;i&gt;"because perfume would end up discoloring the fabric"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Think about it. &lt;b&gt;If the perfume you use is strong enough to discolor your fabric, what more can it do to your bare skin?&lt;/b&gt; So make sure you remove your perfume properly at the end of the day and moisturize your skin after using these chemicals. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The session ended with the prize giving session. Sadly out of 10, only 6 of us made it for the event. It was a shame but still it was all right :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://family.webshots.com/photo/2961535250101052124EyLJHE"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb62.webshots.com/48573/2961535250101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="253643_229095397100591_100000003969609_1026447_4219839_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The 6 contestants. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://family.webshots.com/photo/2404859640101052124hbvnXj"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb02.webshots.com/45505/2404859640101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="248619_10150189786134117_242471659116_6951053_125372_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My gift for getting Top 10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://family.webshots.com/photo/2705336380101052124qAWvSW"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb43.webshots.com/47658/2705336380101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="250800_229095003767297_100000003969609_1026437_554505_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With the rest of the organizing committee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://family.webshots.com/photo/2192529110101052124jzBJcs"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb56.webshots.com/38967/2192529110101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="DSC00818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And with Amanda! My partner in crime to kidnap them beauty tools :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We then had our hi-tea which had the cutest finger-foods and DELICIOUS LATTE. omg omg talk about putting Starbucks to shame. I'm going to drag every coffee lovers just for it, aye. Did i mention the coffee is amazing?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://family.webshots.com/photo/2719886150101052124hZKZDl"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb49.webshots.com/40048/2719886150101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="DSC00819" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At Rumors. While Drew was on the phone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, after the event, me and Amanda decided to shop a little and she found an ultimately cute top, we then proceeded to visit Andrew at his outlet in &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/Rumorswear"&gt;Rumors, a men's boutique.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/b&gt;They have a online 'shop' on Facebook but also possess a physical presence at the same time. It's prettier than I expected and definitely not your average Boutique! Again, I'm bringing my dandy boys to check out this outlet. (See see the shoe collection behind)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://family.webshots.com/photo/2312570600101052124eYRtCh"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb50.webshots.com/47217/2312570600101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="DSC00820" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With owner Andrew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://family.webshots.com/photo/2327405600101052124hCIBIA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb32.webshots.com/47583/2327405600101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="DSC00821" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and Andrew, no thanks to Amanda's shakey pictures as usual. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Seven hours later)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to church (Yes, church!) to watch Darren's performance with Daryl. It was like a proud parent attending her son's concert. The moment he had his solo me and Daryl were trying so hard not to whoop, be lame and take pictures. It was a good day spent at church. Got to know the pastor and the friends he's been constantly hanging out with at his Workplace. Came back approximately 1am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, that's when I persuaded my bro to use his DSLR to take my proud prize from the event. Him being reluctant-sleepy-gamer he is, took semi-decent photos which could have been better if only I was any less tired to proof-check his takes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://family.webshots.com/photo/2419914550101052124eOtChJ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb57.webshots.com/16312/2419914550101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="adds 005" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Teehee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me fresh from church, with my stash.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://family.webshots.com/photo/2619888160101052124CpAHtH"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb09.webshots.com/47304/2619888160101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="adds 008" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I never knew I had eyebags till I saw this picture&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The package was HUGE. and HEAVY. They certainly did not skimp by stocking up on small sample sizes. It was a pretty glorifying moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://family.webshots.com/photo/2314034590101052124aEawkC"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb44.webshots.com/3179/2314034590101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="adds 011" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Capturing the glory&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://family.webshots.com/photo/2469158050101052124JMwLlb"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb58.webshots.com/47673/2469158050101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="adds 012" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tearing through the glory&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was too tired to have my Sparta face on, sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://family.webshots.com/photo/2668091090101052124pUgtnq"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb46.webshots.com/46189/2668091090101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="adds 015" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aoki then sorted it out, lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, the voting session has begun. It's insane that they made the voting period from June 6th to June 24th, which is a long time as compared to the recent Facebook contests. I hope I get to win the Ambassador title, and I would like to thank all voters that have/will vote for me :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing Off,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Simple!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588517530143368711-8252587536828132929?l=chorotivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/feeds/8252587536828132929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/06/simple-skincare-facebook-ambassador.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/8252587536828132929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/8252587536828132929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/06/simple-skincare-facebook-ambassador.html' title='Simple Skincare Facebook Ambassador Hi-Tea'/><author><name>Iona Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03866370516562493305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTLK1Q_A4Ic/TMKs2J61dWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hg49owdF1YE/S220/P3250075.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588517530143368711.post-6465899266137262329</id><published>2011-06-05T04:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T15:26:10.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Betty Midwest, Aman Suria</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;NOTE: Be aware that this is a non halal joint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It isn't in the Midwest, it's actually American food in Malaysia! In Aman Suria, Damansara to be exact. Link to the website is &lt;a href="http://midwestkitchen.com.my/"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt; Even their menu is available online, and bookings can be done. Very efficient!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I went with Tien Hwei and Jamie before dropping them off at Giza for their Mani-Pedi session. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2399769770101052124OQETpG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb26.webshots.com/47833/2399769770101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="246814_10150197331681378_728461377_7525815_292165_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ladies looking fab for a good meal&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been to the place only three times, but all three times are equally insane with me saying "I'm going to order lesser next time" With portions at Betty's, you definitely be satisfied. Best part is &lt;b&gt;THE PORK&lt;/b&gt; they use in everything. It's the un-halal-est diner-styled shop I've encountered in Msia yet. I am going to review it alongside Jamie's review because I'm hungry at this hour :D Additional Note: You'd be a fan if you like &lt;i&gt;cheesy,creamy sauces and rich portions at reasonable prices!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We'll start with:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2818328570101052124UlaaRN"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb16.webshots.com/48015/2818328570101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="247762_10150197329856378_728461377_7525802_989912_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walla, their signature. &lt;b&gt;Dog Food. &lt;/b&gt;Unappetizing as it sounds, it tastes blissful. Cheesy gravy soaked fries with cheese on top, the most sinful calorie-laden side dish you would order. Worst off, you need to share it between at least 3 persons (with normal stomach capacity) so that you can be able to finish your main course. Eating it alone is almost suicidal in my opinion, but it wouldn't be the most fruitless suicide attempt. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2353941100101052124tiMdni"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb47.webshots.com/47854/2353941100101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="247755_10150197329706378_728461377_7525801_8045808_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pulled pork burger&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tien Hwei ordered this, decent. Personally, one thing I like the most about the burgers @ Betty's is the fluffiness of the bun. However, their orders are standardized and you cant swap the Fries for Mashed potatoes. Their fries are good, but not as fine as compared to the delicious mashed potatoes, all made from scratch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2179734600101052124CBJjbH"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb40.webshots.com/47335/2179734600101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="254160_10150197330331378_728461377_7525807_3731988_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mashed potatoes found here - &lt;b&gt;Meatloaf&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the house's recommendation which I highly recommend too, especially for big eaters. It may not seem much at first but the way the meat is cooked made it easy to fill the tummies, and the creamy mashed potatoes will certainly fill you up unlike some Maggi brand mashes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2526607250101052124ijHDZn"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb60.webshots.com/47867/2526607250101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="253683_10150197329946378_728461377_7525803_8138717_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BLT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had the BLT - Short for Bacon, Lettuce and Tomatoes. Being the first time I went to Wendy's in the afternoon, I had to try this because it's &lt;i&gt;only available in the afternoon.&lt;/i&gt; It's delicious! The panini isn't really panini, but meh: Thick cut Bacon, crispy lettuce and Juicy tomatoes. I am not a fan of tomatoes but this may just be the key to making me a convert. OM NOM NOM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2759348210101052124mtsxVV"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb37.webshots.com/47076/2759348210101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="247665_10150197330516378_728461377_7525809_5831860_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Caught stealing food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, this time I insisted I was going to have the apple crumble. I insisted so badly that I placed an order for it from the beginning of our meal before I saw the size of my BLT. Oh well, it got so many good reviews I was assuming it was going to be a small piece of pastry you'd finish in two chomps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I. Was. So. Wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2976018110101052124ywFlDY"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb21.webshots.com/32596/2976018110101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="252499_10150197330776378_728461377_7525810_6358627_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two scoops of ice cream. An apple crumble bigger than this.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The apple crumble is really good, not too sweet with semi-solid apples, but it lacked the crunchy crumbles as compared to Rachel's home-baked versions. :) But this was still good even when we three were stuffed to the brim, the apple crumble's taste wasn't overwhelming. Betty's. I salute you for having consistently impress me with your great foods. I will be back again, and again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing Off,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Foodscapes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588517530143368711-6465899266137262329?l=chorotivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/feeds/6465899266137262329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/06/betty-midwest-aman-suria.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/6465899266137262329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/6465899266137262329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/06/betty-midwest-aman-suria.html' title='Betty Midwest, Aman Suria'/><author><name>Iona Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03866370516562493305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTLK1Q_A4Ic/TMKs2J61dWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hg49owdF1YE/S220/P3250075.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588517530143368711.post-7625917138321768386</id><published>2011-06-05T02:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T04:57:46.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Midnight update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2242982680101052124fJVjmf"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb14.webshots.com/45965/2242982680101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="224650_10150191299541248_770561247_6835264_3956526_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[My favorite webcam hoe-buddy :p ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;May was a good month indeed. Other than struggling to recover from my sunburn throughout the first two weeks while missing the sea, the beginning of the semester pretty much flew by. I am hanging on to the hope that everything will eventually fall in place in college. Systematic inefficiencies never fail to impress me. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhoos, outings! (most pictures stolen from facebook)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May was spectacular. Cherylyn is back, so the Pillowtalk had not one, but TWO meetups for the month of May. Simply delightful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2775447020101052124ZQCjTV"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb47.webshots.com/48622/2775447020101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="223595_10150173499466045_730466044_7007421_7201539_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Pillowtalk minus Khadi&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This outing was definitely more progressive than the other. We all learned how to change a flat tyre. YES. WE DID. IN OUR PRETTY CLOTHES. Okay maybe an uncle came and saved us sometime after we were fumbling around the car assuming everything was right, lol. Thank you, kind stranger. Four inexperienced girls and one tyre with a Taximan to cheer us on was simply not enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2314048380101052124lKxfZv"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb18.webshots.com/46481/2314048380101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="224122_10150180585056045_730466044_7065967_2853452_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second outing with pillowtalkers plused Brendan!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sipped coffee/tea, had cake, and lunch too. A good afternoon but simply too short -- we girls talk too much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2938819020101052124NzqFon"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb61.webshots.com/48700/2938819020101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="225498_10150180584706045_730466044_7065953_2184295_n (1)" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This one is without Brendan ohoho)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jamie also briefly came back -- this is Chuan Ying's Final Exhibition we attended sometime the end of the month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2545852270101052124LyWboA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb42.webshots.com/45609/2545852270101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="225961_10150163777658040_782008039_6832761_5578789_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats, CY!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With Jamie around mamaks session doubles. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But Darren's demise to the working world has made him impossibly busy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2910984190101052124WhnuLY"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb42.webshots.com/48233/2910984190101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="224782_10150606903745235_794875234_18763781_6538671_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Spaz&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;College's Summer Chill was awesome. Surprisingly there were so many people they made the college stuffy. Before then, going to college was like going through an Ice Age.&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2157080210101052124NJhHfO"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb43.webshots.com/24042/2157080210101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="249404_1923287814688_1616893130_1947397_7063588_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Ooh, ooh. Check out what I found the other day on my blog Stats&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2546799230101052124KKBxbg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb16.webshots.com/46159/2546799230101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="e2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In case you can't read, it says "Justin bieber's cousin caleb"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AIYOO CALEB!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing Off,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chill in the wind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588517530143368711-7625917138321768386?l=chorotivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/feeds/7625917138321768386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/06/midnight-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/7625917138321768386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/7625917138321768386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/06/midnight-update.html' title='Midnight update'/><author><name>Iona Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03866370516562493305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTLK1Q_A4Ic/TMKs2J61dWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hg49owdF1YE/S220/P3250075.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588517530143368711.post-3171853318371478348</id><published>2011-05-24T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T23:48:58.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My take on Korean pop bands</title><content type='html'>12 members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REALLY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oasis can do Champagne Supernova in... 6 minutes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all members of the band get 6 minutes playtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing Off,&lt;br /&gt;Nyan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588517530143368711-3171853318371478348?l=chorotivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/feeds/3171853318371478348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-take-on-korean-pop-bands.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/3171853318371478348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/3171853318371478348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-take-on-korean-pop-bands.html' title='My take on Korean pop bands'/><author><name>Iona Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03866370516562493305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTLK1Q_A4Ic/TMKs2J61dWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hg49owdF1YE/S220/P3250075.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588517530143368711.post-3980104817450006170</id><published>2011-05-20T22:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T23:29:54.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Health 101</title><content type='html'>So one of the most common methods given to regulate your diet (not dieting-different meaning) is to keep a diary of what you eat and soon you'll regulate it.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought it was a brilliant idea but my diet has to be the least interesting ever. I cant even bear to turn back one month before to check what was I eating to identify my 'eating patterns' because it's pretty unpredictable, being a student and getting dragged around town once a while.&lt;s&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Also, my writing looks like crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How do you record what you eat then without having to start the Atkins or not eating at all?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had to tweak it to suit me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Solution?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take a photo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2042096940101052124fpLypV"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb15.webshots.com/45902/2042096940101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="225193_10150167815251045_730466044_6948494_7821611_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No, not this photo (lol so cute)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2020119980101052124ieqmmu"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb24.webshots.com/46935/2020119980101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="179669_494427176522_697081522_6283636_1449588_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After 'modelling' pigout&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take a photo of your food! Dont be shy. How many of you have phones with camera on them? How often do you bring your phones around? You don't need a smartphone with tonnes of mobile uploads specifically for food to remind you, keep it personal if you wish. (&lt;i&gt;The photo above is for illustration purposes only, you can take the picture of your meal from whatever angle you want; it doesn't have to be neat. I chose this because my hair looked so red here. ISH.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The key to this is not to take a picture of every meal but the calorie laden ones (doughnuts count. &lt;b&gt;Starbucks&lt;/b&gt; fraps count very much too). Granted, I have a poor memory especially when it comes to savory food, I will jump at the next one anytime. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep doing this for a week or two. Then when you scroll to your camera pictures one fine day, you'll see the pictures with the date of it being taken. BOOM. Instant nostalgia of your insane foodfest. Usually when you scroll over foods, you'd see the date and time the picture was taken and the closeness these consumptions were made. Don't panic/cry. Just realize what you've been eating isn't exactly the best on days you spend sitting down at work or spend full days of classes. It's time to make a decision.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eat healthily!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Exercise more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Drink more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sleep well! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why am I talking with exclamation marks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing Off,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588517530143368711-3980104817450006170?l=chorotivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/feeds/3980104817450006170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/05/dieting-101.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/3980104817450006170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/3980104817450006170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/05/dieting-101.html' title='Health 101'/><author><name>Iona Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03866370516562493305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTLK1Q_A4Ic/TMKs2J61dWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hg49owdF1YE/S220/P3250075.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588517530143368711.post-1792883910759062867</id><published>2011-05-15T18:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T19:46:35.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beartato beats</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2821762230101052124durYDz"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb43.webshots.com/47210/2821762230101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="2009-07-21-beartato-mythicalbeats" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can never get enough of Beartato and Reginald. Read more of their comics on &lt;a href="http://nedroid.com/"&gt;Nedroid!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The new college is fun! Why? Other than being dusty and having dear &lt;i&gt;UTOPIA POO&lt;/i&gt; door with us, they have WINDOWS. It made a huge difference between the old college, you'd actually know what's going on outside. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, the location of the campus being less than a few kilometers away from &lt;b&gt;Tentera Udara Darat Malaysia (TUDM) &lt;/b&gt;aka the  Royal Air Force. A few helicopters flying across the roofs every few seconds make the perfect distraction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Strangest thing has to be the escalators. Spanning a 6 good floors, so many escalators happen to criss-cross for a perfect "&lt;b&gt;Escalator High Five"&lt;/b&gt; to happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Abt8aAB-Dr0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Example of an escalator high five, wheee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I really hope the computers start running real soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to things I can never get enough of, I watched Fast 5.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2509430020101052124PytizV"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb42.webshots.com/48297/2509430020101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="vin-diesel-picture-1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I swear, if you're a guy who looks fly bald, you'd look fine any ways. Vin Diesel is a concoction of muscly-goodness with a distinctive voice to boot. He has to be one of the only other few humble Hollywood Stars who manages his own Facebook page. I guess it's a relief that movie stars actually still act human. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I'm going to watch Fast 5 two more times just for kicks &lt;s&gt;and Vin&lt;/s&gt; :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing Off,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am picky, walk away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588517530143368711-1792883910759062867?l=chorotivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/feeds/1792883910759062867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/05/beartato.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/1792883910759062867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/1792883910759062867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/05/beartato.html' title='Beartato beats'/><author><name>Iona Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03866370516562493305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTLK1Q_A4Ic/TMKs2J61dWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hg49owdF1YE/S220/P3250075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Abt8aAB-Dr0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588517530143368711.post-2532255530575753174</id><published>2011-05-10T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T20:23:22.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Duality of Mankind</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;The conscious and subconscious&lt;br /&gt;The moral and evil&lt;div&gt;And everything in between&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe as we grow up our minds begin to narrow our few collective exposures and develop a more distinct sense of duality and stop learning about ourselves. As the distinction between what's good and bad are fuzzed up to a point where frustration stems from the lost faith in humanity. Some grow indifferent between the cause and effect of this balance, as they realize that taking a stand in either ends would upset the balance and end up choosing themselves and closing themselves to any form of extremism, Selfish either ways. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can say I choose to revel in the duality of mankind. When I discovered it, I loved it. It adds an additional dimension towards a person, helping you to discover who you really are, or at least, figure yourself out without having anybody else assess you. It even reaches a point where I hurt people just to discover a little more about them or myself. It may sound sick, but hey, at least I own up to it and I chose it. It is funny how when you intrinsically choose to act differently where you learn something new about the people around you when they get confused with the "change". Some people don't even know that they possess the power to hurt anybody but themselves. They're afraid of discovering their dark side because it's not justifiable by their standards. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Standards change. You're not perfect so why act like the good guy all the time? Discover yourself weather you like it or not, especially the  'dark side' because knowing yourself makes you stronger. If you don't choose to acknowledge it, when it comes - it would consume you. Some people are afraid of testing out the waters of this cognitive repression/insanity as they are afraid of losing control. with practice you just get better at switching between Dr Jeckyll and Mr Hyde, or if you end up doing better at being the latter, well it's necessary evil then :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some people act crudely but there is good in them, I find that it's funny how people expect that if you seem like the good person, you're never going to be that bad person. Necessary evil is everywhere. Saying it doesn't exist is a fallacy between expectation and reality. People are delightfully surprised upon discovering people who give an unimpressive attitude perform, but why be disappointed with finding out someone you assumed to be "good" have tendencies to sin too? I like breaking the mold once a while with an unsuspecting person because I find the involuntary halo above my head uncomfortable. I am very much human as you are too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This opinion is entirely personal. But I believe when you discover your good or bad prospects, don't immediately move to change them. See how it affects the people around you and if you have a problem with it yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, my first post on my "thoughts". I am intrigued with insanity. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing Off,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am NOT "emo". I am having a post-Akira Kurosawa films mode.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588517530143368711-2532255530575753174?l=chorotivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/feeds/2532255530575753174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/05/duality-of-mankind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/2532255530575753174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/2532255530575753174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/05/duality-of-mankind.html' title='Duality of Mankind'/><author><name>Iona Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03866370516562493305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTLK1Q_A4Ic/TMKs2J61dWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hg49owdF1YE/S220/P3250075.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588517530143368711.post-7420528237430715437</id><published>2011-05-09T19:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T22:33:42.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Small Resort, Krabi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;When you're on a trip, your lodging does not necessarily need to be 5-stars as most of the time you'd want to be out and about. But at the same time you rather not pay RM80 a night for a lousy excuse of a converted office building/shack. The Small Resort is definitely a good choice for young travelers with a budget.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Most pictures shown today are also ripped off iSha's iPhone because she's too busy and loves me :p&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2258440280101052124TpeOsU"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb12.webshots.com/43787/2258440280101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="227898_10150167814651045_730466044_6948488_2140105_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2813515870101052124sZYYbQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb23.webshots.com/48534/2813515870101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="230608_10150167814726045_730466044_6948489_5631057_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Entrance, simple but not mortifying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the left side, display of a 'spa with a discount' showing still-expensive massages etc. On the right are &lt;b&gt;Vespas. &lt;/b&gt;You got to love Vespas. I never really wanted to ride one till I saw so many tourists using the neon little scooters to bike around, looking pretty. Also, I suggested renting bicycles and exploring around the coastlines, but the receptionist advised us against doing that, as renting bikes are expensive at 200 baht per 2 hours (not sure about this) as compared to paying 250 baht for a Vespa the whole day. Pretty good deal if you asked me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, also, the receptionist suggested we took &lt;i&gt;a bicycle for three instead.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsPANjOzTTs/SnDmEvt4CnI/AAAAAAAAAP0/a2CoSt6bYBo/s400/bicycle-for-3.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AWKWARD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2880117570101052124zeiDRU"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb32.webshots.com/46175/2880117570101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="230283_10150167809296045_730466044_6948428_974532_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The rooms are impressive. The decor is simple and lovely. Definitely looks four-star to me (as said in their reviews). The size is about right for a standard room. However upon further investigation I suspect that there isn't much a difference between the sizes of the studio rooms and the studio suites with it's architecture (ask me in real life why &amp;amp; I'll draw it out, hard to explain). Their family suite is definitely much bigger as compared to the other suites. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However There are around 30-35 rooms only. Like, 10 rooms on 3 floors and about 6 more being a different mini-block. Which explains why the resort is called "The Small" as compared to it's sister &lt;s&gt;palace&lt;/s&gt; resort La Playa. I could remember the neighbors we bump into and easily recounted which rooms they were resided at (YAH, small, but a cozy feeling)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2474401080101052124cHtGvs"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb12.webshots.com/45579/2474401080101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="221763_10150167814406045_730466044_6948483_4502479_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's a hotel without a freakin pool. THE POOL IS AWESOME zomg. As you can see top left and right, there are pool-access rooms available if you're willing to pay more :) The rooms are the same sizes though. But you can roll out of your fluffy bed, open your sliding door and jump in the water. Pfft, who needs to shower!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2155966810101052124FCBExV"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb43.webshots.com/47978/2155966810101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="215468_10150167809471045_730466044_6948432_4561181_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me trying not to get pool-access from the second floor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you can see this ground floor pool has those lazy chairs you can lie on. Perfect for tanning in the morning-afternoon when the sun shines in. In the afternoon (3-4pm) you can swim around and chill out while the walls protect the pool from getting hot. (The water was VERY cold ok. brr)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Second pool:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2528682900101052124ZBNNxz"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb02.webshots.com/48193/2528682900101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="230433_10150167814526045_730466044_6948485_5023851_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2621553010101052124ddjZrh"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb63.webshots.com/11518/2621553010101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="216262_10150167808541045_730466044_6948420_2432823_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The second pool on the roof, is more for tanning in the evening and looking cool with sunglasses on in the middle of the afternoon. But too bad, if you look on the left side of the roof's pool you can see a huge machine which churns the water noisily, but it wasn't as bad as having a demolition going on while you sit for your final paper. (Malaysian Studies) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2264698510101052124JodUKr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb03.webshots.com/45506/2264698510101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="222697_10150167310366045_730466044_6944502_2302367_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ooh ooh, and at SUNSET the sky turns &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;photogenically&lt;/span&gt; golden and being on the roof you get to watch the sunset without leaving the hotel. Merci. The rooftop pool twas the best to float and watch the sun set and the skies turn purple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2733563180101052124mEzNyx"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb14.webshots.com/46669/2733563180101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="227105_10150167309996045_730466044_6944500_7476583_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another prettiful thing about this place is their mini library/waiting lounge. Books were set up and the seats were comfortable for seating for long periods of time. Can enjoy reading a book and looking photogenic (Aisha didn't upload a picture of her reading a book and looking pretty)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Free &lt;/i&gt;breakfast as all hotels do; It was pretty small area of choice and mediocre but it's my first time in Thailand and having crisp BACON served in a breakfast buffet gave this hotel a 4 stars with their breakfast! Obviously, the foods aren't halal which is something you're not used to as you don't see any 'Halal' signage in many restaurants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2295810440101052124oaxFgB"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb16.webshots.com/44943/2295810440101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="230732_10150166992581045_730466044_6942051_897858_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aisha took a picture of the desserts/cornflakes table. Sho cute :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2119487550101052124SyybHr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb10.webshots.com/45513/2119487550101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="227793_10150166992831045_730466044_6942052_6867880_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Corner left was mine: BaconStrips&amp;amp;BaconStrips&amp;amp;BaconStrips&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2505706930101052124nHgGOc"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb07.webshots.com/46534/2505706930101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="230503_10150167821691045_730466044_6948508_712106_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fishieee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I &lt;b&gt;love &lt;/b&gt;their hospitality. They made sure the room was restored to it's original goodness during the afternoons while you're out. They're pretty polite but with their accent it'd be hard to figure out what they say. But their cleanliness definitely speaks up for them. Also they're like the exaggerated version of "apapun boleh". Whatever we wanted to do, go ahead. No security cameras except the register and some places (they always freak me out, yes I tend to look around for cameras) The place was quiet as it was going to be off-peak. Still, it was relaxing being able to do so many things without asking... Like taking a chair from one of their balconies for an underwater photoshoot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2112884090101052124rNaNnR"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb46.webshots.com/47661/2112884090101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="222758_10150167822681045_730466044_6948512_4230567_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LMAO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sha looking pretty awhsome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2120244500101052124ocEzYv"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb27.webshots.com/46810/2120244500101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="230273_10150167822721045_730466044_6948513_1337734_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Poh Leong and me being gangsta underwata.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;+Note: The gym and internet services was promised on their website, but that's only if you crossed the road directly to La Playa for them. Being itchy and restless I had to go to the gym, it was disappointing. But the internet services was WOOOSH. Compared to The Small (their signal goes on an off regularly, we all ended up giving up on going online sometimes :p)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2523895790101052124gMgMce"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb48.webshots.com/45231/2523895790101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="itsokbuddy" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"There there"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feeling like the shark on the left. My results are out, they're fine but I was actually expecting more from a certain statistics subject =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing Off, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kaaaaaaaaaaah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588517530143368711-7420528237430715437?l=chorotivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/feeds/7420528237430715437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/05/small-resort-krabi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/7420528237430715437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/7420528237430715437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/05/small-resort-krabi.html' title='The Small Resort, Krabi'/><author><name>Iona Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03866370516562493305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTLK1Q_A4Ic/TMKs2J61dWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hg49owdF1YE/S220/P3250075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsPANjOzTTs/SnDmEvt4CnI/AAAAAAAAAP0/a2CoSt6bYBo/s72-c/bicycle-for-3.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588517530143368711.post-6093925623724271152</id><published>2011-05-04T00:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T00:29:04.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>May Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Beauty is a curse on the world.It keeps us from seeing who the real monsters are. - Bruno Campos&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588517530143368711-6093925623724271152?l=chorotivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/feeds/6093925623724271152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/05/may-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/6093925623724271152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/6093925623724271152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/05/may-day.html' title='May Day'/><author><name>Iona Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03866370516562493305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTLK1Q_A4Ic/TMKs2J61dWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hg49owdF1YE/S220/P3250075.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588517530143368711.post-7831686154146575288</id><published>2011-05-01T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T01:42:56.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiatus</title><content type='html'>So what have I been doing in the midst of assignmenting, deadlines and presentations/ NOT updating my blog? Xian exhibits something I've been doing pretty frequently before the semester ended:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2449775680101052124pVLzzH"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb16.webshots.com/47055/2449775680101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="DSC00660" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Foodhunting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2260324750101052124jDnPjd"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb54.webshots.com/44469/2260324750101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="DSC00694" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Om nom nom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2635233240101052124bnwuZN"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb55.webshots.com/44726/2635233240101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="DSC00698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2250640930101052124KPhjnP"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb37.webshots.com/47204/2250640930101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="DSC00700" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omelette OM nom nom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2788671260101052124wDagxV"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb44.webshots.com/45867/2788671260101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="DSC00703" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teabagging&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2443275970101052124WmivkR"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb60.webshots.com/45115/2443275970101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="DSC00704" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FREAKING FROYO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2499018390101052124YkDvCl"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb52.webshots.com/47987/2499018390101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="DSC00707" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japanese &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2811884880101052124oYrScL"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb23.webshots.com/47894/2811884880101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="DSC00709" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BREAD. Vinegar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2406323250101052124sHDnzt"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb42.webshots.com/47273/2406323250101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="DSC00710" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most importantly.. The discovery of the Princess Cake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodie sweetness melts-in-your mouth sugary delight. Definitely a must try for a sugar high end to your salty meal!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2021855340101052124ZQnxIq"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb28.webshots.com/47835/2021855340101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="DSC00712" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green icing top, cream and Jam center, Sponge cake end. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I have more pictures of foods but too bad my plugin is malfunctioning. Apparently it's not the plugin's prob but my phone's. Eeek! I want a smart phone please?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stress = more food eaten. No wonder most of us end up gaining weight when we enter Uni. With the new semester, I dont know if I can keep fit throughout with the workload and time wasted on travelling =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2402452040101052124geezUv"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb13.webshots.com/46668/2402452040101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="F45F276BF69EA63386A3058A76FE8" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a side note, I want to paint the world green.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing Off,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Albino hamster&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588517530143368711-7831686154146575288?l=chorotivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/feeds/7831686154146575288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/05/hiatus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/7831686154146575288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/7831686154146575288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/05/hiatus.html' title='Hiatus'/><author><name>Iona Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03866370516562493305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTLK1Q_A4Ic/TMKs2J61dWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hg49owdF1YE/S220/P3250075.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588517530143368711.post-8266912260022487677</id><published>2011-04-29T21:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T23:41:35.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ao Nang, Krabi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U4VHEfcN5hk/Tbq93dhGQWI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/_bt5nClENkk/s1600/227900_10150166991546045_730466044_6942045_5602253_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U4VHEfcN5hk/Tbq93dhGQWI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/_bt5nClENkk/s320/227900_10150166991546045_730466044_6942045_5602253_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600997847102538082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pictures courtesy of iSha's iPhone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with my tan. No not Ah Tan (sha) lol but yess I love her too :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip of a lifetime, my first group trip overseas. Tickets were booked almost a year beforehand, which was pretty epic as it is also Sha's final holidays before she starts work (good luck with that Sha) and I had a final exam to deal with 17 hours after touchdown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First night, I closed my eyes and mentally ran through my finals notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second night, I closed my eyes and heard the beach, nature and birds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third night, I closed my eyes and passed out (exhausted lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barely 12 hours into the trip I already forgot I had finals, my brain only had the capacity to think about what to eat/drink/shop next XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YhbkGcKNxH0/Tbq93abjt3I/AAAAAAAAAOI/1uu_MM0XwxE/s1600/225202_10150166992176045_730466044_6942049_7763239_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YhbkGcKNxH0/Tbq93abjt3I/AAAAAAAAAOI/1uu_MM0XwxE/s320/225202_10150166992176045_730466044_6942049_7763239_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600997846273996658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;At Railay Beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Snorkeling was so fun, especially when your cool tour guide lets you freestyle off the boat's ledge into the 12 ft sea without any given safety equipment. (I didnt know it was 12 ft LOL) Who cares about insurance! WHEEEE! Poh Leong's cannonballs scared the fishies away temporarily though =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I totally get why people are crowding to learn scuba diving courses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that technically Penisular Malaysia should be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;one hour behind time?&lt;/span&gt; Malaysia follows Sabah/Sarawak time for a more systematic approach. I sun tanned at 2pm Krabi time, going crazy with all the Caucasians :) Got sunburnt by the end of the second day - oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IAKYxc_Z9wM/Tbq92xgneKI/AAAAAAAAAOA/hCHEIasg_zI/s1600/222352_10150166993041045_730466044_6942053_5778734_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 106px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IAKYxc_Z9wM/Tbq92xgneKI/AAAAAAAAAOA/hCHEIasg_zI/s320/222352_10150166993041045_730466044_6942053_5778734_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600997835289360546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Poh Leong "gotta have my bowl, gotta have cereal"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will review more on a separate post on The Small Resort, Krabi once I get the photos from Sha. Adequately spectacular breakfast &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;buffet &lt;/span&gt;offered! Best part is they have BaconStrips&amp;amp;BaconStrips&amp;amp;BaconStrips. I especially love breakfast buffets. No, not lunch or dinner buffets. They're not as good as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;breakfast buffets. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9UlLwNo8ApM/Tbq92oXz6WI/AAAAAAAAAN4/qFXQR6IOIiU/s1600/226094_10150166991991045_730466044_6942048_916130_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9UlLwNo8ApM/Tbq92oXz6WI/AAAAAAAAAN4/qFXQR6IOIiU/s320/226094_10150166991991045_730466044_6942048_916130_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600997832836508002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time in my life I saw beaches where the water was not murky. AND I DIDNT BRING MY GOGGLES. Fishsticks. The multicolored fishes were adorable, some may be scared but some are curious to get a nibble off you then they leave :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://community.webshots.com/photo/2301380980101052124AeECqR"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb51.webshots.com/45938/2301380980101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="DSC00753" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Depending on where you are, coconut shakes range from 15 baht to 50 baht. Lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This trip has to be the best most relaxing trip ever. No DSLR cameras, no stable wireless connections, no phone lines in between us (all the Digi's died when they crossed the border). "roughing" it out with impossibly hiked up prices. COCONUT SHAKES. PINEAPPLES.&lt;s&gt; HOT CAUCASIANS &lt;/s&gt; SOFT SAND so soft they're almost like blankets. Oh Thailand hospitality, I miss thee too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://community.webshots.com/photo/2219533540101052124ZfSDkt"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb30.webshots.com/47517/2219533540101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="DSC00754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eating in one of the ghetto shops&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a separate note, eating in ghetto shops makes a huge difference. and their food is amazing! In Ao Nang beach, there are certain roadside vendors opened in the night which serves local delights at reasonable prices. About 3-5 of them stand in front of McDonalds (yes, of all places) and you can cross-order between the shops :) Friendly bunch, those people. The owner from the shop above recognized me as  "the girl who wanted pork satay"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://community.webshots.com/photo/2091700870101052124qHGMlT"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb13.webshots.com/48780/2091700870101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="DSC00752" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pork Satay girl taking a self-shot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm burning hot now. No seriously. I'm heating up but running with a flu while sitting for my exam. Falling sick soon if nothing is done soon :x Still, worth it. I'm going back to Ao Nang, Krabi when I can afford it, ideally next year. 4 days is simply not enough :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semester over, check. Holiday over, check. DE results, check. Additional holiday week, check. Lets party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing Off,&lt;br /&gt;Ordinary People&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588517530143368711-8266912260022487677?l=chorotivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/feeds/8266912260022487677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/04/ao-nang-krabi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/8266912260022487677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/8266912260022487677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/04/ao-nang-krabi.html' title='Ao Nang, Krabi'/><author><name>Iona Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03866370516562493305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTLK1Q_A4Ic/TMKs2J61dWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hg49owdF1YE/S220/P3250075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U4VHEfcN5hk/Tbq93dhGQWI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/_bt5nClENkk/s72-c/227900_10150166991546045_730466044_6942045_5602253_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588517530143368711.post-4964643766321249006</id><published>2011-04-23T00:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T01:36:30.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mumblings #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Beach checklist:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hat/Bandana      x1&lt;br /&gt;Bikini                    &lt;s&gt;x1&lt;/s&gt;       x2  + swimsuit&lt;br /&gt;T shirts                &lt;s&gt;x3&lt;/s&gt;       x4&lt;br /&gt;Pants                    x2&lt;br /&gt;Dresses                &lt;s&gt;x2&lt;/s&gt;       x3&lt;br /&gt;Tank Tops           &lt;s&gt;x3&lt;/s&gt;      &lt;s&gt; x7&lt;/s&gt;      x8&lt;br /&gt;Bag                       &lt;s&gt;x1&lt;/s&gt;        &lt;s&gt;x4&lt;/s&gt;      x3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Malaysian Studies Notes x0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a tentative draft some time last week, and today I stand corrected that I could pack light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm struggling not to stuff a maxi dress into the bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying not to stuff too many 'fitness' clothes in case I wanted to go for a jog if everyone else oversleeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying not to being any googly eyed soft toy with me. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(gonna be very hard&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm wondering if the place is scary/loaded with beach muggers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking, hey, I will beat them up for the food in Thailand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thanking Xian secretly for introducing me to the awesome blogshop for their beautiful bikinis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to lose more weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just found another tank top hidden behind a pile of cloth (gonna update it to x8 now XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All of this&lt;/span&gt; on a night I'm supposed to be studying for my Malaysian Studies Finals. WOOTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll get my Malaysian Studies done tomorrow,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;promise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing Off,&lt;br /&gt;Blanks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588517530143368711-4964643766321249006?l=chorotivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/feeds/4964643766321249006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/04/procrastination.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/4964643766321249006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/4964643766321249006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/04/procrastination.html' title='Mumblings #1'/><author><name>Iona Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03866370516562493305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTLK1Q_A4Ic/TMKs2J61dWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hg49owdF1YE/S220/P3250075.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588517530143368711.post-5684440880781040252</id><published>2011-04-22T02:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T02:41:46.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Liberation</title><content type='html'>My final assignment for Distant Edu is out! I have a good feeling about this final project. Individual assignment mah. A big hurdle done and out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done being critical-minded/elaborating. I'm going to be vapid the next few days! Like Patrick! So the quality of my future next posts till college starts is gonna look like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2701932590101052124OqTxcX"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb53.webshots.com/48180/2701932590101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="patrick" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leedle Leedle Leedle Lee&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maroon 5 is coming to Malaysia. I am not a big fan enough to pay for concert tickets but I'm loving it because you hear their classic songs being aired on the radio instead of the normal rap-crap stuff. "Wake up Call", "She will be Loved" and "This Love" is insanely hip. I have them on repeat now oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To tampons, or not to tampons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I temporarily have 100gigs of hard disk! WHO WANTS TO LOAN ME MOVIES?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing Off,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm having so much fun, under the sun,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh please, would you pass me some rum?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588517530143368711-5684440880781040252?l=chorotivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/feeds/5684440880781040252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/04/liberation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/5684440880781040252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/5684440880781040252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/04/liberation.html' title='Liberation'/><author><name>Iona Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03866370516562493305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTLK1Q_A4Ic/TMKs2J61dWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hg49owdF1YE/S220/P3250075.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588517530143368711.post-7069031447143108170</id><published>2011-04-17T14:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T15:46:03.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Say Never</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I'm so sorry for the disappearance. Exams, deadlines and the usual fizz at the end of the semester. I'm done with Klang drama, ohoho, KL let's see what you'll bring. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yes, my title is a tribute to my parents who went to watch Justin Bieber: Never Say Never.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watching the movie itself is a waste of money, they decided that if you wanna waste your hard-earned money you do it in&lt;i&gt; style. &lt;/i&gt;They watched &lt;b&gt;Justin Bieber in 3D.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2146377440101052124PCgcXg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb10.webshots.com/46217/2146377440101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="justinbieber" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;They couldn't even get his name right. Gotta love parents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Thailand they provide seamstress services which apparently fulfills &lt;i&gt;any&lt;/i&gt; requests at a reasonable price. I'm resisting forking out 500 for them to make this dress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2923312450101052124ySIAcq"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb07.webshots.com/46726/2923312450101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="blair nude victoria beckham dress easy j gossip girl fashion" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gossip girl Se.5 Easy J. Design by Victoria Beckham.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finals have ended, liberation! Well, it's more of an unofficial one. I only have two weeks to finish up a final assignment for DE + Malaysian Studies, attend Dimanche, KRABI, then taking Malaysian Studies finals 18 hours after touchdown :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This will be preceded by having dear cousin Caleb back home for a quick visit, semester in Kuala Lumpur is beginning and I'm still homeless. Jamie and Daryl will be back sometime between this and I'm so anticipating my maxi dress :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm trying my best to maintain my hair jet black till I start working. It's hilarious when you find out what your IB seniors are doing after they graduated. Degrees are definitely not what they used to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last semester before the working world. Getting ready to rock the boat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing Off, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next Roadtrip? Sue, Sun &amp;amp; Langkawi. YES.&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/4588517530143368711-7069031447143108170?l=chorotivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/feeds/7069031447143108170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/04/never-say-never.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/7069031447143108170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/7069031447143108170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/04/never-say-never.html' title='Never Say Never'/><author><name>Iona Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03866370516562493305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTLK1Q_A4Ic/TMKs2J61dWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hg49owdF1YE/S220/P3250075.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588517530143368711.post-7254277896834333397</id><published>2011-04-07T14:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T15:48:13.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chic Pop Street Market 7</title><content type='html'>My first Chic Pop bazaar by Tongue in Chic! It was bright, sunny, sweaty. But  it was very worth it because of the price-slashing, haggling, crowd-watching we did. Best part is seeing all the blogshop owners you usually visit in real life and getting to know some new ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also there was a harpist in one of the stores; performs when he feels like it. What I've got to say about it? CASH. I want to own a harp now. I want to self learn. I want to learn how to play a harp and go around doing street performances when I feel like it. Even if you're bad at playing the harp everyone will still say you're awesome because they're so distracted over "omg look, harp!" (But the guy was good, no doubt.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2549906630101052124vNPegu"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb37.webshots.com/45412/2549906630101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="205326_10150181935415971_699425970_9104725_4299537_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A booth TNC set up for the Japan relief fund. Can I work there someday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2660979520101052124HhwDTJ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb22.webshots.com/46869/2660979520101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="197332_10150181935790971_699425970_9104735_795981_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With babe Kah Ling who had to wait half an hour (SORRY AGAIN) because I was stuck in the most pointless jam on Federal. Next Saturday I go out, I leave at 8am -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached just in time for the opening freeeee giftbags! I'm lazy to post the goodie bags, but I gots a GAP top, Ascience shampoo, a keychain and RM10 voucher for Strip : 3 I know where I'm going before Krabi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2073956640101052124ureYnd"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb12.webshots.com/44875/2073956640101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="199201_10150181936320971_699425970_9104754_2716582_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traded sunglasses.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The market was bizarre. From vintage clothes my mom owns being sold at RM50 to ARMOUR RINGS (had to put my fist in my mouth to say 'I do' to the shopkeeper) Also the funkiest clothes on and off the racks. Everybody was parading some sort of collabo-fashionista-montage and nobody gives them the dirty look! I felt right at home. Walking on the streets of Klang confirm you get disapproving looks; then again, there's no point whatsoever to dress up when in Klang. Now I know why Kah Ling was crazy about this street market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, we gals made sure we looked to the nines :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2156197380101052124EpPDUm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb32.webshots.com/45471/2156197380101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="200084_10150181935705971_699425970_9104732_3978262_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cutey dress ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2550724830101052124SuxyMh"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb61.webshots.com/46716/2550724830101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="208512_10150181936100971_699425970_9104747_5551371_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my invisi top; &lt;s&gt;ignore the shopping bags. I didnt buy anything&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of us got stopped by Female magazine to take photos of our clothes :) E&lt;span style="" id="search"&gt;&lt;em&gt;nchanté&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, free publicity. It's funny how everybody was eyeballing my bag, it's actually a man-bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 plus hours buzzed by in a frenzy. We kept saying we were thirsty but kept delaying the pit-stop. Also due to The Secret Wardrobe lady talking us into buying some of their insanely unique pieces at undeniable prices. Yes, we bought them in the end, I have no regrets. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ended up at The Bee for drinks. First time for both of us here; something about the tables outside reminded me of Starbucks (I actually waited outside that place for 15 mins cuz was supposed to rendezvous with Kah Ling at Starbucks) but overall, the place is super-duper cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2973970060101052124gpoFEl"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb36.webshots.com/47395/2973970060101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="207116_10150181937215971_699425970_9104782_7851516_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2457992290101052124AsJWvZ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb05.webshots.com/45188/2457992290101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="196333_10150181937125971_699425970_9104780_6533951_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promos on sticks. Next time when I'm less broke-d I'll get a beer here; pretty reasonable price for the ambiance. I was too thirsty to order beer, naughty gal went ahead with her order without me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2194467450101052124tTscYm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb50.webshots.com/45361/2194467450101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="196001_10150181936565971_699425970_9104765_469347_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAMWHORE!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah, looking at it now, I need a cool beer :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2613838910101052124xKofSr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb39.webshots.com/46566/2613838910101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="207417_10150181936500971_699425970_9104762_6511458_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my sprite. Pretty big cup. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look behind me! Everybody was ordering some of their cutest Brunches. Burgers and salmon omelets. So cute. Sadly we already had our lunches at Old Town. They serve only Brunch from 9am-4pm on weekends. When Kah Ling comes back we're SO going for this. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh also, I think I found the stake out for my bro whose going to college directly opposite the cafe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2451382470101052124DoFBfr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb03.webshots.com/45314/2451382470101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="207926_10150181936625971_699425970_9104767_1601534_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; look like this when I'm reading? Or is it Kah Ling's lovely camera? :o&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Aisha, Manda and Syafiq came by to look at what they had to offer. They didn't get the goodie bags because they ran out of them :) Ha-ha! Went back early to do my assignment. Was actually looking forward to staying back and see if the retailers decide to slash their prices =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EPILOGUE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night itself; Kah Ling found our pictures taken by photographers of TNC. I got so excited, thinking it was some glamor shot of us sipping coffee and browsing through clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what they took:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2719042090101052124eCqstd"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb47.webshots.com/7662/2719042090101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="24_preview" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red shoes got the centre attention.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAR HAR HAR. Walao. Nvm la, got my sleeve and bag there. Kah Ling was sad because her tumbler got more exposure than her! Still a very preety shot :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing Off,&lt;br /&gt;Retail therapy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588517530143368711-7254277896834333397?l=chorotivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/feeds/7254277896834333397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/04/chic-pop-street-market-7.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/7254277896834333397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/7254277896834333397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/04/chic-pop-street-market-7.html' title='Chic Pop Street Market 7'/><author><name>Iona Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03866370516562493305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTLK1Q_A4Ic/TMKs2J61dWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hg49owdF1YE/S220/P3250075.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588517530143368711.post-3095004214582359560</id><published>2011-04-05T01:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T01:11:19.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soubrettes</title><content type='html'>Finalized my last assignment for the final semester..in Klang! Got an official circular stating we're moving to HELP CAT campus officially on the 2nd May 2011. I'm gonna miss this campus but I can't wait to have the last semester in KL. The final semester becomes like a holiday or some sort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2957746020101052124JHPsNo"&gt;&lt;img alt="tumblr_l86dsiPQv71qbemqao1_400" src="http://inlinethumb04.webshots.com/45123/2957746020101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am feeling satisfied for now, like dressing Pascal up, but is that enough?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh another thing, I'm officially broke. I'll tell you why some time this week. Yes, on the 5th of April I declare personal bankruptcy. I need my money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a nap in Janelle's car today and had a dream. I was in complete darkness but I was thrilled beyond comprehension as I vividly heard an airplane land. Then I woke up because Janelle decided that it was dangerous that I stopped talking. =.= I wondered for a moment why did this dream especially made me happy? Then I remembered KRABI. It's the end of this month. And I'm broke =o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still doesn't mean that the semester is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing Off,&lt;br /&gt;Waking you up in the middle of the night is fun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588517530143368711-3095004214582359560?l=chorotivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/feeds/3095004214582359560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/04/soubrettes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/3095004214582359560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/3095004214582359560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/04/soubrettes.html' title='Soubrettes'/><author><name>Iona Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03866370516562493305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTLK1Q_A4Ic/TMKs2J61dWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hg49owdF1YE/S220/P3250075.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588517530143368711.post-156248838667654443</id><published>2011-03-27T21:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T01:13:39.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mars Bars</title><content type='html'>Driving sometime in the early mornings, the first lines of this song made me go "WHAT?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/7xDZ_YI8I9Y" allowfullscreen="" width="560" frameborder="0" height="349"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a beautiful Night, we're looking for something dumb to do,&lt;br /&gt;Hey baby, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I think I wanna marry you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOAAA again, WHAT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I laughed it off at first, ridiculous. First he wants to be a billionaire, then he went around catching grenades, now hes doing dumb stuff like marrying around in the middle of the night after taking shots of patrons. Wise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today, I voluntarily downloaded the song. Because it's one of those songs that dont go &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Fry day Fry day"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine! It's pretty sweet in a sappy way, okay. I guess deep down, we're ladies love romantics. Though they end up being players (yes even Mars here's a ladies man), flattery is still fun to give and take while it lasts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a break. It's so near yet so far. Can't wait for the semester to end. What have I learned? More of the same. Been to the KL campus, pretty neat, and the library oversees Times Square. Talk about DISTRACTION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing Off,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm an elegant lady, but potholes would digress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588517530143368711-156248838667654443?l=chorotivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/feeds/156248838667654443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/03/mars-bars.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/156248838667654443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/156248838667654443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/03/mars-bars.html' title='Mars Bars'/><author><name>Iona Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03866370516562493305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTLK1Q_A4Ic/TMKs2J61dWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hg49owdF1YE/S220/P3250075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/7xDZ_YI8I9Y/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588517530143368711.post-426418912463886497</id><published>2011-03-25T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T21:00:33.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Every atom in your body came from a star that exploded. And, the atoms in your left hand probably came from a different star than your right hand. It really is the most poetic thing I know about physics: You are all stardust. You couldn’t be here if stars hadn’t exploded, because the elements - the carbon, nitrogen, oxygen, iron, all the things that matter for evolution and for life - weren’t created at the beginning of time. They were created in the nuclear furnaces of stars, and the only way for them to get into your body is if those stars were kind enough to explode. So, forget Jesus. The stars died so that you could be here today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;—Lawrence M. Krauss (2009)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588517530143368711-426418912463886497?l=chorotivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/feeds/426418912463886497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/03/untitled.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/426418912463886497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/426418912463886497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/03/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>Iona Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03866370516562493305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTLK1Q_A4Ic/TMKs2J61dWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hg49owdF1YE/S220/P3250075.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588517530143368711.post-7403283451614677161</id><published>2011-03-18T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T23:42:00.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Evenings with Jenny</title><content type='html'>Balance stated on the ATM goes&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; "RM1.67"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jenny takes a peek at the screen &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jenny "RM1.67......OMG, cannot! Cannot!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Violet asks "Whats wrong?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jenny goes "If you have insufficient credit and you try to withdraw, the bank will CHARGE your account!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Violet "......because I don't have enough money, the bank would want to &lt;b&gt;penalize &lt;/b&gt;me?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jenny "... yeah. I guess."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Violet "I am broke, and if the bank wants to penalize me for being broke, how am I supposed to pay them then?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jenny "I DUNNO! Ask the bank! Or ask a friend!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Violet goes "...Jenny, this is a Debit Card"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jenny "I know! Cannot!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the bickering goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I listened and think it's preposterous. Then again, banks are hungry enough to do the craziest things. Anyone can rationalize this phenomenon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing Off,&lt;br /&gt;Confidence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588517530143368711-7403283451614677161?l=chorotivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/feeds/7403283451614677161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/03/evenings-with-jenny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/7403283451614677161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/7403283451614677161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/03/evenings-with-jenny.html' title='Evenings with Jenny'/><author><name>Iona Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03866370516562493305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTLK1Q_A4Ic/TMKs2J61dWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hg49owdF1YE/S220/P3250075.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588517530143368711.post-4517796434914772177</id><published>2011-03-16T21:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T21:58:49.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seenamon</title><content type='html'>Of course, with a renewed blog comes reposting of blogshops I advocate; especially those close to home. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seenamon&lt;/span&gt;, an online accessory shop is one of them; offering selections from bracelets, earrings, necklaces and even bowties!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2800622400101052124fOQYes"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb52.webshots.com/47859/2800622400101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="shaxianhee" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Collaboration between a budding entrepreneur Tan Aisha, and an aspiring DIY practitioner, Chua Yin Xian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customizations can also be done by the aspiring DIY practitioner as long as the design isn't too couture; one reason why I love advocating this brand (boleh customize, so fun!). Their tagline "Be Seen" displays lovely ideas with lovely names to wear that are sought by many, some of them being impossible to find in the market!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what are you waiting for? &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://seenamon.blogspot.com/"&gt;Click here and check out Seenamon!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing Off,&lt;br /&gt;Minions&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588517530143368711-4517796434914772177?l=chorotivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/feeds/4517796434914772177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/03/seenamon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/4517796434914772177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/4517796434914772177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/03/seenamon.html' title='Seenamon'/><author><name>Iona Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03866370516562493305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTLK1Q_A4Ic/TMKs2J61dWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hg49owdF1YE/S220/P3250075.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588517530143368711.post-6357496657265070012</id><published>2011-03-15T01:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T02:11:42.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pet Mouse(s)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Yes, I gots a cute ladybug mouse. But ever since the evil sister discovered it's magical properties (squishy and glows in the dark), she decided to steal it away from me; having me to rebuy a new pet at your friendly neighborhood hypermarket. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They ran out of Ladybugs which I thought looked the best, but I settled for the Tiger because the other two choices is either a Dog or a GRASSHOPPER&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; (Xian, it wasnt a frog, upon closer inspection, it's a grasshopper, eee)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2814085910101052124fkjbtR"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb04.webshots.com/48003/2814085910101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="P1030411" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Tiger with its tongue sticking out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2814085910101052124fkjbtR"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO CUTE RITE. Highlight of an awful day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2174921390101052124KzwXVF"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb33.webshots.com/48224/2174921390101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="P1030401" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Side by side, the Tiger has a less "cockeye"d appearance than the Ladybug.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didnt know till I bought it and plugged it in, instead of the conventional red glow only seen in the Ladybug, this tiger emits&lt;b&gt; three different colors. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2000319780101052124yqEpdr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb05.webshots.com/15812/2000319780101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="colorrrrs" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Clockwise from left; colourless, Red, Green and Blue!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Blue is not obvious under normal lighting. I love the green light the most, so fly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They make awesome collectibles. Too bad, I'm a cheapo so I will utilize them and probably keep them after they stop working. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They can even be used as comic characters!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2173565520101052124LQlPqx"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb56.webshots.com/44855/2173565520101052124S500x500Q85.jpg" alt="twinks" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;To be continued..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;You can ignore the dialogs, just putting them on/beside each other is super cute to watch. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing Off,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pushing the right buttons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588517530143368711-6357496657265070012?l=chorotivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/feeds/6357496657265070012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/03/pet-mouses.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/6357496657265070012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/6357496657265070012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/03/pet-mouses.html' title='Pet Mouse(s)'/><author><name>Iona Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03866370516562493305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTLK1Q_A4Ic/TMKs2J61dWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hg49owdF1YE/S220/P3250075.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588517530143368711.post-3295845311861594117</id><published>2011-03-12T00:11:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T11:04:05.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Khadijah turns 21</title><content type='html'>A VVIP turns 21 today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to dig up a conveniently embarrassing photo of you but I believe at 21, we're all going to transcend this awkward age of adolescence to create more embarrassing photos throughout our 20s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://community.webshots.com/photo/2167891430101052124zYjfer"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb26.webshots.com/33561/2167891430101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="19175_229993996044_730466044_3292885_4293179_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Million Dollar Smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khadijah, it's been about a good six/seven years since we first met. You got to thank technological advancements of the 2000s for this. Ever since the first time we got to know each other, from loony hysterical teenagers to being your friendly neighborhood shopaholics - except the fact that you very much hold on to your two-hours-late habit. If there was a physical embodiment of the muse that inspired the quote &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"You cant be late till you show up",&lt;/span&gt; it has to be you. (No, really.) We're all so grown up. You're all so grown up. I'm so proud to be the best friend of one of the most amazing persons I've known in this life :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you enjoy the presents me and Xian got for you; both the consumables and non-consumables. And Aisha's present too. And the dinner. And the action-packed day Habib organized for you which conveniently spanned over 10 different geographical regions scattered around the Selangor state (+ MORE places; and bugged us for 2 weeks, ngok ko HABIB!) Beneath that towering bully, loser, lousy manifestation of Hitler is a pretty neat guy and he's put alot into today (duhh) so I'm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;gonna say he's a keeper as it's against my principles, but for now, watch out for this one aye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Habib, this does not mean I'm on your side, NEVER! YOU STOLE MY BESTIE AND I'M NEVER GONNA SHARE OK @#$@$%&amp;amp;!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all the late nights, the counsel, the roadtrips, the madness; I pronounce thee twenty-one and FREE! to VOTE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap, other than the lack of zits upon adulthood, I honestly have no idea whats so good about turning another year older. Oh well, we get more excuses to act more matured and actually wear those heels we keep buying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing Off,&lt;br /&gt;Junctions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;+ Note : Tonight has to be the weirdest 21st, no cake one. Funny still to have everyone around the restaurant trying to figure out who was the birthday girl till the third verse came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;++ Note: Cherylyn, we miss you. The Pillowtalk portrait is not complete ;_;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588517530143368711-3295845311861594117?l=chorotivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/feeds/3295845311861594117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/03/khadijah-turns-21.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/3295845311861594117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/3295845311861594117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/03/khadijah-turns-21.html' title='Khadijah turns 21'/><author><name>Iona Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03866370516562493305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTLK1Q_A4Ic/TMKs2J61dWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hg49owdF1YE/S220/P3250075.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588517530143368711.post-4253967183032379322</id><published>2011-03-09T21:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T22:11:52.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crunch Time - Thoughts</title><content type='html'>While listening onto a debate, one party described the "Bumiputera" rights, reminding me of the vivid first time I've heard of that term; sometime during my childhood, at about 1997 where yours truly was an avid eavesdropper to adult conversations. Listening to my parents speak so harshly upon a word I've never heard before, I decided to ask F, a Malay classmate what it meant one fine day since her Malay was better than my parents.  (Dad was calling a terowong "terung" back then.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I: Hey F, What's a Bumiputera?&lt;br /&gt;F: Something like we own the land or something because we were born here.&lt;br /&gt;I: Oh. So am I a Bumiputera? I was born here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;She briefly paused, looked me up and down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F: I think... If you tried hard enough, you can be a Bumiputera too! Then we both can be Bumiputeras!&lt;br /&gt;I: Oh, okay :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then either had our recess together or attended classes. I proceeded to go around for the next few weeks thinking we're all Bumiputeras, so my parents probably hated some immigrants or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back when the world wasn't all about race, you just had a few friends who wore headgears like how you wear glasses, as an accessory on a person. It's quite saddened to grow up and see what the country has become. Moments like these become skewed and people grow up to turn their backs on what's really important. But I'm still proud to be a Malaysian, regardless :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and the same girl? Some time after, she told me I was going to hell because I wasn't a Muslim D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're still friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, a pretty hilarious development.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing Off,&lt;br /&gt;Docile&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588517530143368711-4253967183032379322?l=chorotivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/feeds/4253967183032379322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/03/crunch-time-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/4253967183032379322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/4253967183032379322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/03/crunch-time-thoughts.html' title='Crunch Time - Thoughts'/><author><name>Iona Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03866370516562493305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTLK1Q_A4Ic/TMKs2J61dWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hg49owdF1YE/S220/P3250075.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588517530143368711.post-1337647942687850542</id><published>2011-03-06T14:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T16:36:11.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spray me</title><content type='html'>Shopping is like this second best sacred bond between me and my girls, it's like the moment one of us spot something good, the conversation abruptly ends and seeing silence envelope another would mean it was a subliminal moment to absorb something gleamy/shiny across the isles or glass display.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've kinda lost the zest to shop with so many feminine clothes not suiting this short cut, but this did not rule out moments like this, moments where you find something you want something so bad you'd rent your sister's hamster out for lab experiments just to get it. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm sorry Coco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2162641940101052124jqIgHZ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb21.webshots.com/45268/2162641940101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="P1030388" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dat thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were casually walking over from section to section in Ipoh parade around one of my impromptu trips down to Ipoh last year. The bottle was pink, worst color on the palatte to me, but I got a sample for this and one sniff sent me to heaven and back! Nostalgic, innocent and oh-so sweet. The only problem was I only had a couple of bucks with me.  So I gave up, came back to Klang with the scent in my wallet at the back of my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeks and weeks turned to months, I never got over that moment with Nanette. Instead of buying it, I went on an all-round perfume search; trying on samples from Chanel No. 5, DKNY, J'dore to Bodyshop's array of flowery scents. Nothing compared to this scent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2863656130101052124dlduCE"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb42.webshots.com/46569/2863656130101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="P1030393" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, you're mine, Nanette. I guess what attracts me about the bottle &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;other than the flowers&lt;/span&gt; was it's opagueness. How many opague perfume bottles are out there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top notes : Cranberry, White Peach, Rose.&lt;br /&gt;Middle notes: Orange, Lime Blackcurrent, Jasmine&lt;br /&gt;Base notes: Amber, Violet, Sandalwood&lt;/blockquote&gt;I am no expert in scents, but reading the combination sounds soo good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2813065650101052124eMPFJe"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb44.webshots.com/45099/2813065650101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="P1030395" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tadaah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I will try my best restraining myself from favoritism in my collection of perfumes. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing Off,&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time there was a goldfish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588517530143368711-1337647942687850542?l=chorotivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/feeds/1337647942687850542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/03/spray-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/1337647942687850542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/1337647942687850542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/03/spray-me.html' title='Spray me'/><author><name>Iona Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03866370516562493305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTLK1Q_A4Ic/TMKs2J61dWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hg49owdF1YE/S220/P3250075.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588517530143368711.post-1500680184082160576</id><published>2011-03-06T02:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T02:44:34.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kathy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="msg_1675280347_undefined" class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message"&gt;You gotta love friends who read "extensively", namely Khadie who got this lovely article:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Human males and females may use the dinner date in a similar fashion to their primate cousins’ use of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“meat for sex”&lt;/span&gt; principle. Biologists have discovered that in primates, females have more sex with males who bring them meat. Primatologists have dubbed this the “meat for sex” principle. The males who showed they were willing and able to provide food got more sexual access to the females, increasing their chances of paternity.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hilarious. Prostitution over meat. With this principle, who needs chocolates? Get the chick a bucket of KFC and you get laid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminded me why my mom used to say, Prostitution is the oldest occupation in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the animals were/are doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing Off,&lt;br /&gt;Two bazaars, two cups of coffee and a brief encounter with madness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588517530143368711-1500680184082160576?l=chorotivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/feeds/1500680184082160576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/03/kathy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/1500680184082160576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/1500680184082160576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/03/kathy.html' title='Kathy'/><author><name>Iona Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03866370516562493305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTLK1Q_A4Ic/TMKs2J61dWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hg49owdF1YE/S220/P3250075.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588517530143368711.post-8631060245014839149</id><published>2011-03-05T01:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T01:46:15.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Distress</title><content type='html'>I have four assignments due this week, so I'm pretty much tied up this weekend. Still found a slot to go shopping and blog :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To stressed out friends; lets all close our eyes (or leave them open) and enjoy some chill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/4nhWVi_51kc" width="425" frameborder="0" height="349"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just reviewed my blog stats and found this picture to be the top visited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2159645020101052124YqZRSj"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb52.webshots.com/15731/2159645020101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="P2200101" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that's my mom, she's holding a bouquet of flowers; handmade from paper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Webfeeds also go to my Red post; mostly on the red glossy shoes I got from Rubi Shoes! Beautiful and at only RM12.50!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2086595200101052124EwLdtj"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb41.webshots.com/45480/2086595200101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="P1020482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Red glossy shoes, perfect for occasions you may have to dress boorishly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cute photo of my cousin's LIMITED EDITION gigantic excuse of a penguin, I couldn't help but to repost this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2515055020101052124OOBomk"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb63.webshots.com/46462/2515055020101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="P2210129" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hug me. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm a gigantic excuse of a penguin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, a raunchy photo if you're here looking for one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2847962660101052124CKJhoj"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb64.webshots.com/29119/2847962660101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="P1010564" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jamie's face - priceless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing Off,&lt;br /&gt;Hypnotized&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588517530143368711-8631060245014839149?l=chorotivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/feeds/8631060245014839149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/03/distress.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/8631060245014839149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/8631060245014839149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/03/distress.html' title='Distress'/><author><name>Iona Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03866370516562493305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTLK1Q_A4Ic/TMKs2J61dWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hg49owdF1YE/S220/P3250075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/4nhWVi_51kc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588517530143368711.post-1612660238289090651</id><published>2011-03-01T21:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T22:21:03.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah Guan</title><content type='html'>Through a casual conversation, Guan revealed a secret all us women are and will never be ready to hear..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Guan: Women are complicated but simple, Men are the other way around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Excuse me, we're all very complicated ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guan: But once you understand one, they're all the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: What's that fundamental understanding?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guan: Hmmm.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Like a bug in your tummy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2986442570101052124ADfTEn"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb22.webshots.com/45653/2986442570101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="6106_Comparetummies" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then proceeded to describe in a perplexing perspective which i guess makes sense for him/men, not for me though. I think we women are just psychos going through life and trying our best to fool men into pretending we're normal. (Me being an exception, I don't hold back ohoho)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still,  I will never look in the mirror the same way again. A bug, ladies, a bug. That's coming from  an honest opinion on us. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing Off,&lt;br /&gt;My way or the Highway&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588517530143368711-1612660238289090651?l=chorotivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/feeds/1612660238289090651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/03/ah-guan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/1612660238289090651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/1612660238289090651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/03/ah-guan.html' title='Ah Guan'/><author><name>Iona Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03866370516562493305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTLK1Q_A4Ic/TMKs2J61dWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hg49owdF1YE/S220/P3250075.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588517530143368711.post-2958735023578080593</id><published>2011-03-01T00:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T01:39:39.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summary February</title><content type='html'>Being the shortest month of the year, it's still hard to believe February passed ever so quickly. My workload has multiplied and it's at this point of time you wonder if you could get through this semester in one piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, I'll still try to find time to update with all the hoo-has because I dont want a moment to slip away even through my busiest obligations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the 21 year olds getting their keys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2093035070101052124xTgPVg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb31.webshots.com/42590/2093035070101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="163697_501349546377_728461377_6666416_6603171_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yin Xian&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2610121320101052124yFbrIv"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb13.webshots.com/45196/2610121320101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="164391_496868276044_730466044_6293711_2512002_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Rachel!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i know it's in January, but this new blog deserves having both of their official celebrations in them! :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some CNY open houses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2080442360101052124AtaVOK"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb38.webshots.com/2277/2080442360101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="167022_10150091671638877_670393876_6467638_7520304_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2662672310101052124QMKXMv"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb06.webshots.com/47621/2662672310101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="182242_10150097902516715_685021714_6592360_1328521_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some farewells :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2597825690101052124alSOkM"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb25.webshots.com/44888/2597825690101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="167322_164516656928702_100001111051202_351900_3207046_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2579497110101052124zGEkba"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb47.webshots.com/46126/2579497110101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="179634_164516986928669_100001111051202_351904_7436524_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna miss you Guan. No brothers in Malaysia edi :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some anti-valentines gathering :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2282241770101052124GmMBIS"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb50.webshots.com/46577/2282241770101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="168364_10150100810411715_685021714_6635455_7753335_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2677158890101052124ZZtrzv"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb27.webshots.com/46874/2677158890101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="181584_10150100807611715_685021714_6635412_422520_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually its also Suzanne's farewell, of all dates right?! Sigh, another one flying to Melbourne to join Guan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An escapade to Penang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2129973080101052124wLSoJF"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb28.webshots.com/45851/2129973080101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="179079_1829360338511_1375427584_32096367_4610176_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to miss Penang, might not be returning there anymore for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"balik kampung" &lt;/span&gt;sessions due to some logistics problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And especially, rendezvous from our nerdy shells&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2611618930101052124FgTrme"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb13.webshots.com/48204/2611618930101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="182764_10150413230135506_746805505_17210843_6939973_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I know, They know, We all know why we HAVE to chill out. I'm actually afraid of Spaghetti now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing Off,&lt;br /&gt;Guilty Pleasure&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588517530143368711-2958735023578080593?l=chorotivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/feeds/2958735023578080593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/03/summary-february.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/2958735023578080593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/2958735023578080593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/03/summary-february.html' title='Summary February'/><author><name>Iona Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03866370516562493305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTLK1Q_A4Ic/TMKs2J61dWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hg49owdF1YE/S220/P3250075.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588517530143368711.post-7768634661406706999</id><published>2011-02-27T18:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T19:06:50.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2700259550101052124idqTxP"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb24.webshots.com/45527/2700259550101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="2008-02-29-beartato-leapday" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Nedroid. Mostly the cutest comics about a bird and a bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing Off,&lt;br /&gt;DE starts tomorrow. Olo late(r) nights&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588517530143368711-7768634661406706999?l=chorotivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/feeds/7768634661406706999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/02/sunday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/7768634661406706999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/7768634661406706999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/02/sunday.html' title='Sunday'/><author><name>Iona Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03866370516562493305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTLK1Q_A4Ic/TMKs2J61dWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hg49owdF1YE/S220/P3250075.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588517530143368711.post-7143371671794062143</id><published>2011-02-27T01:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T02:47:20.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nocturnal</title><content type='html'>Okay, the last time I was this nocturnal was about half a year ago. Granted, I was working on assignments then. Fyi, I went through this week with three consecutive days without proper sleep, passed up five parts/assignments and two mid terms + tonnes of reading and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;coffee&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2226043310101052124cFgXgo"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb07.webshots.com/44678/2226043310101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="coffeebe" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So good you can eat it on it's own&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had so much coffee, I think people who say coffee doesn't really do much for them are INSANE. Consuming some would actually heighten my senses so intensely I can actually hear myself think and treat myself as a third party. Like an absolutely different persona of myself whispering into my ears. I swear I actually heard an airplane landing 20 somewhere 2 hours after consuming coffee post-unsleepathon. Yes, I'm sorry readers, I ran out of events to blog about/look forward to, other than the time somewhere between the craziness this week - scarring Janelle and Manda's Starbucks drive-thru experience &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;forever&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2586223780101052124rtHQyS"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb12.webshots.com/47499/2586223780101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="tumblr_lfg857KwFi1qd3poio1_500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I am very chatty/witty through my productive phase, however when I crash, it's not good. Things go skewy and plans fall through. I canceled on two events (SORRY ELVINA) and now, I can't find my glasses. YES. My glasses are missing! I hate it when this happens. The best part was before I crashed for a nice 10 hour sleep (then waking up at 9 to attend some college meeting) I COULDN'T REMEMBER A THING after the retail therapy with Kah Ling. I don't even remember where I put all the pants I bought! :x It was like The Hangover, the room was a mess when I woke up. Unless Kah Ling roofied me, I guess I have to live without glasses for a while till I recall where I've placed them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or I could take this opportunity to get nerdy hipster glasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope, still can't find them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope my sanity comes back. Or my missing &lt;s&gt;necklace&lt;/s&gt; glasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing Off,&lt;br /&gt;Sanity is a Choice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588517530143368711-7143371671794062143?l=chorotivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/feeds/7143371671794062143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/02/nocturnal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/7143371671794062143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/7143371671794062143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/02/nocturnal.html' title='Nocturnal'/><author><name>Iona Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03866370516562493305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTLK1Q_A4Ic/TMKs2J61dWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hg49owdF1YE/S220/P3250075.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588517530143368711.post-4760950845889297309</id><published>2011-02-21T01:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T01:17:56.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wanna go International?</title><content type='html'>Want to be an internationally renowned artist in this fast paced, attention-spazzed-like-a-goldfish generation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep it simple + get the message across. Magnify this by 400% and you get a worldwide renowned band!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2370782320101052124ZuXGRq"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb19.webshots.com/45906/2370782320101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="BEPrevelation" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;And you wonder why the hipsters are rejecting mainstream culture. I know, The Black Eyed Peas are talented and all but seriously, even after changing their "musical direction" they remain like THIS. On the plus side, at least they're not F-E-R-G-I-E-ing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to get my assignment/studies done. Real soon. Real soon. Real soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been blogging alot. Usually this does not mean I'm free, but otherwise. I just need to vent out every 3-4 hours spent on something that tickles my funny-bone or I'd freeze to nerdom. Yes, I too need to work on my attention span :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I'm not tweeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing Off,&lt;br /&gt;Please think beyond 140 characters. It's not hard. I just did it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588517530143368711-4760950845889297309?l=chorotivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/feeds/4760950845889297309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/02/wanna-go-international.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/4760950845889297309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/4760950845889297309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/02/wanna-go-international.html' title='Wanna go International?'/><author><name>Iona Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03866370516562493305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTLK1Q_A4Ic/TMKs2J61dWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hg49owdF1YE/S220/P3250075.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588517530143368711.post-2914967022427655577</id><published>2011-02-19T23:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T23:37:47.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rear view Girls</title><content type='html'>Females, you always get this chill when someone stares at your sisters at the front. What about the cousins from the back? This viral video was originally posted on the 14th Feb. Yes, that's 4 days ago. They have already acquired &lt;b&gt;3.4 million hits&lt;/b&gt;, and still counting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/xq0JcQ1dOwU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naughty boys.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know, ass-staring is common but whoa the way they ogle is terrible, k. Then again still fun now that their faces are all kantoi-ed (caught red-handed) over Youtube. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then again it's a nice reminder that its a fact that men do stare at our asses "occasionally" So wear proper-fitting underwear ladies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They saved the best for the last. 1.54 to be exact. Keep watching :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing Off,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;JESUS IS WATCHING&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/4588517530143368711-2914967022427655577?l=chorotivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/feeds/2914967022427655577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/02/rear-view-girls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/2914967022427655577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/2914967022427655577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/02/rear-view-girls.html' title='Rear view Girls'/><author><name>Iona Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03866370516562493305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTLK1Q_A4Ic/TMKs2J61dWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hg49owdF1YE/S220/P3250075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/xq0JcQ1dOwU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588517530143368711.post-8996961525412725461</id><published>2011-02-18T18:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T19:22:29.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The alternate function of sunglasses</title><content type='html'>Sunglasses, whats the point of them other than to protect your eyes from the glare of the sun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2598192050101052124KhaTsp"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb42.webshots.com/45673/2598192050101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="148199_10150334664925523_783925522_16266050_5044788_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3 coolios smelling like sweet sweat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not, other than making you look uberly cool, sunglasses &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;enhances your vision in the rain &lt;/span&gt;(gasp). Obviously not at night, using your sunglasses in the rain can reduce the glare from the sun refracted in the raindrops. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first I did not believe it, but with experimentation it did turn out successful.  Why did I decide to enlighten you guys? Well, I hate, HATE driving in the rain. So I guess in Malaysia where the sun is still oh-so stubborn on rainy days - wearing sunglasses can really help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try it! If it does/doesn't work do tell me. Apparently the results for it are mixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing Off,&lt;br /&gt;Licorice stains&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588517530143368711-8996961525412725461?l=chorotivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/feeds/8996961525412725461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/02/alternate-function-of-sunglasses.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/8996961525412725461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/8996961525412725461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/02/alternate-function-of-sunglasses.html' title='The alternate function of sunglasses'/><author><name>Iona Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03866370516562493305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTLK1Q_A4Ic/TMKs2J61dWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hg49owdF1YE/S220/P3250075.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588517530143368711.post-8939236778824938561</id><published>2011-02-15T16:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T20:00:42.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ethics</title><content type='html'>My brother took the sample driving exam at his driving center and failed. Though he was so sure that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt; of the questions was supposed to be correct, thanks to yours truly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said, he recalled a long time ago that &lt;span&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; told him to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;remember&lt;/span&gt; that "If you run over a kid while driving in a Kampung area, run."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reasons? &lt;b&gt;Because the kampung people are so united they're going to beat you up if you leave the car.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2893582700101052124lZIDwL"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb33.webshots.com/48096/2893582700101052124S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="Bunnies_Scream_Again_by_MisterIngo" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The horror of a brother actually thinking of driving away after running over a kid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont recall telling him this though. (Or did I? Maybe jokingly. Still.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion, I make a terrible elder-figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing Off,&lt;br /&gt;I am going to wreck someone else's moral ethics now. Beware!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588517530143368711-8939236778824938561?l=chorotivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/feeds/8939236778824938561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/02/ethics.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/8939236778824938561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/8939236778824938561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/02/ethics.html' title='Ethics'/><author><name>Iona Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03866370516562493305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTLK1Q_A4Ic/TMKs2J61dWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hg49owdF1YE/S220/P3250075.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588517530143368711.post-5229744907431910296</id><published>2011-02-14T19:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T19:13:15.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Creative</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ELNrDj9WYu0/TVkNiERh_lI/AAAAAAAAANw/-DZgAv0PFzQ/s1600/every_child_is____by_monographic-d31cv0v.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ELNrDj9WYu0/TVkNiERh_lI/AAAAAAAAANw/-DZgAv0PFzQ/s320/every_child_is____by_monographic-d31cv0v.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573500892761685586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Open some old doors - run, dance, sing and scribble on walls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing Off,&lt;br /&gt;Pickles are yucky.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588517530143368711-5229744907431910296?l=chorotivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/feeds/5229744907431910296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/02/get-creative.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/5229744907431910296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/5229744907431910296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/02/get-creative.html' title='Get Creative'/><author><name>Iona Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03866370516562493305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTLK1Q_A4Ic/TMKs2J61dWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hg49owdF1YE/S220/P3250075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ELNrDj9WYu0/TVkNiERh_lI/AAAAAAAAANw/-DZgAv0PFzQ/s72-c/every_child_is____by_monographic-d31cv0v.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588517530143368711.post-5728407037377982435</id><published>2011-02-13T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T19:30:23.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Entry #1</title><content type='html'>I decided to keep this address but stash the older posts somewhere else, the last blog was getting a little too jam-packed with drafts of posts I'll never finish since 2006 (yes, very old drafts). This is also an attempt to go "professional"; getting myself ready for blogging after college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy blogging and reading blogs, can't imagine not blogging as a part of the wholesome internet experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should probably introduce myself here now that I'm starting over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello all, my name is Iona, I am eccentric but all I do is surprise people with the obvious. I have short hair with a red streak in it for luck, a beanie for cold days and a collection of shoes I'll never really wear. And I want grow up to be a unicorn. Also, there is a bug on your nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing Off,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="oneliner_17294" class="oneliner"&gt;Always believe a woman when she says: "You don't want to know"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588517530143368711-5728407037377982435?l=chorotivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/feeds/5728407037377982435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/02/entry-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/5728407037377982435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588517530143368711/posts/default/5728407037377982435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorotivity.blogspot.com/2011/02/entry-1.html' title='Entry #1'/><author><name>Iona Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03866370516562493305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTLK1Q_A4Ic/TMKs2J61dWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hg49owdF1YE/S220/P3250075.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
