tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-52247487835262569372024-03-05T09:19:59.276-08:00♥ tête-à-tête with von♥the things that comes out of one's mouth can either bless a person or destroy a person.yvonnelinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01921890660237716505noreply@blogger.comBlogger30125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5224748783526256937.post-30773123574376107022011-03-15T00:29:00.001-07:002011-03-15T00:43:57.182-07:00this is itthis is my blog and i cant rant whatever i want to.<br />this blog is supposed to share my happy moments.<br />not the bitter side of me.<br /><br />somehow i find myself writing lots n lots of emo posts. which is so not healthy.<br />maybe its because whenever i feel so happy i would be too busy being happy that i dont find the need to sit down in front of my lappie and start talking bout happy things! cuz i can do much more fun things rather than sitting quietly and typing.<br /><br />as for today i am going through the same exact feeling.<br /><br />God is fair.<br /><br />fair the sense that i had lotsa of happy moments ever since 5weeks ago when i landed in the land of the roos but also had my share of days when i feel so sad being here.<br /><br />fair in the sense that i make lots of new and great friends but sadly, i think i am losing one or maybe some of people i used to adore.<br /><br />fair in the sense that i am always surrounded by great people that make me feel so special and that my presence matters to them but at time, even when i am surrounded by people i felt that i am all alone.<br /><br />i am not trying to sell some self pity here.<br /><br />i am not going to go around and suck it all up just cuz some stupid idioms said that " when life gives u lemon, u make lemonade out of it".<br /><br />i want to. but i think i had enough of lemonade.<br />i am refusing the lemon now.<br /><br />thank you for all the juice and the sourness that u have given me.<br /><br />this is it.<br /><br />i need some strawberries. or anything sweet.yvonnelinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01921890660237716505noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5224748783526256937.post-3797410474898314892011-03-04T21:57:00.000-08:002011-03-04T22:03:43.035-08:00playing with emotionsi think im emotionally comlicated person.<br /><br />one minute i was happily studying and revising my japanese.<br /><br />the next minute, i am all sad and moody.<br /><br />as i sit here, in from of my laptop who proably hates me too cuz it keeps misbehaving and restart and hang whenever it feels like doing so,<span style="font-size:130%;"> im SAD.</span><br /><br />ask me why and i really cant answer that.<br /><br />i tried hard to catch up with my feelings and try to give myself a good solid reason so that i dont feel so dumb for emo-ing here.<br /><br />Q : What cause Yvonne to be sad?<br />a) home sick.<br />b) food sick.<br />c) love sick.<br />d) dont know.<br /><br />A : d) dont know.<br /><br />i really dont know. *major sigh<br /><br />ok. i feel really stupid now.yvonnelinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01921890660237716505noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5224748783526256937.post-78411073511213201872011-03-03T01:43:00.000-08:002011-03-03T02:36:51.262-08:00japanese is not as simple as konichiwa.<span style="font-size:130%;">konichiwa!<br />hajimemashite!<br />watashiwa e bon des su.<br />mackuri dai ga ku no ni nen sei ga se i.<br />tsumimase, anata ai watashiwa blog des ka?</span><br /><br />i wrote a paragraph of crap in japanese. haha!<br />well if u really wana know what i wrote go google them! haha! for the record, im writing those based on my limited understanding of japanese and my romaji totally kenot pakai wan! so pls dont come and spam me if i write it wrongly or watever la!<br /><br />ah.....i cant believe that i am actually taking japanese as my elective unit!<br />i find it fun! like u can go on and on with konichiwa n stuffs like that for real!<br />i mean taking the unit certainly allows me to harass my friends with my super shallow knowledge of japanese! haha! <span style="font-size:85%;">*this will be fun! </span>=p<br /><br />anyway its been a crazy week here cuz i have been playing and doing tooo much of groceries! speaking of which i really think all these walking around finding for cheaper stuffs is turning me into an aunty la. =( but what choice do i have? *sobs....FYI, we have roughly 300aud per month to survival as in food,phone & other essential stuffs. ITS NOT ENOUGH! <span style="font-size:85%;">*SOBS<br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">well gotta stop writing now cuz i have to practice my japanese. flunked my quiz today so have to work extra harder for the next quiz! =(<br /><br />nah..some pics of me la..just in case u miss me. if u dont, there r no obligations to scroll down n see them. or if you wana see how much weight i gained in 3 weeks time feel free to do so!<br /><br /><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTT6GfTrxrvUnNwb-9Ok0aO6qylwb9xpnUKcjPQUop2rFkJ6PDgkmohYFZbRP9mthzPgpQdZ_l5DzBgMiyIGDg6cl7vP5sJ_Tb8CWOSfXL7vX0oH6UPtPBeqzA0KwuxYMZ4_WwW5B1Fg/s1600/P1050340.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 401px; height: 226px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTT6GfTrxrvUnNwb-9Ok0aO6qylwb9xpnUKcjPQUop2rFkJ6PDgkmohYFZbRP9mthzPgpQdZ_l5DzBgMiyIGDg6cl7vP5sJ_Tb8CWOSfXL7vX0oH6UPtPBeqzA0KwuxYMZ4_WwW5B1Fg/s320/P1050340.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579793862628112130" border="0" /></a><br />sydney bridge<br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8Fxkz3dMhRrYp0XCFwA7Hy8eN41bnhm9H9XwE9WdLU_jaij181rWTjkAQxDPROJsBA2u2o2SxFsVAaco58KBmmxK58Nm7o9-lDE0RxvxI7Bn3pOQJBKa_GvxlXeZa8Gle086lEzXCtg/s1600/P1050363.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 385px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8Fxkz3dMhRrYp0XCFwA7Hy8eN41bnhm9H9XwE9WdLU_jaij181rWTjkAQxDPROJsBA2u2o2SxFsVAaco58KBmmxK58Nm7o9-lDE0RxvxI7Bn3pOQJBKa_GvxlXeZa8Gle086lEzXCtg/s320/P1050363.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579797595715036418" border="0" /></a><br />opera house! *sings<br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXlLlGfNQ0jH8SViOF8RpHbQBiawMZdDV-Su0p9xaNA3OURj0x4ZEQgZ90QwC1R4TUwC3dcJBwb6f-c-jkbQ49Mi8Ju2Oda-0CXZfsE-3uXn1W3kg9yXTVAgpgfwtRJeh1GbDYSUGP4g/s1600/P1050387.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXlLlGfNQ0jH8SViOF8RpHbQBiawMZdDV-Su0p9xaNA3OURj0x4ZEQgZ90QwC1R4TUwC3dcJBwb6f-c-jkbQ49Mi8Ju2Oda-0CXZfsE-3uXn1W3kg9yXTVAgpgfwtRJeh1GbDYSUGP4g/s320/P1050387.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579798454171246866" border="0" /></a><br />camwhoring with the teddy biscuits! =p<br /><br /><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR7XPJxixSQ8BOOAdk0bAusLF7IUQak_Lj5IsiVihmR6zF5vPLmzoUOMs38y680V8DX1Gwl8SOqZ-Rx39x8y4Oz-lpxCtUiHghkioTFBg0mKtCEBKDEln06Vv2P3rMrt8h4elosmzcZg/s1600/P1050438.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 380px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR7XPJxixSQ8BOOAdk0bAusLF7IUQak_Lj5IsiVihmR6zF5vPLmzoUOMs38y680V8DX1Gwl8SOqZ-Rx39x8y4Oz-lpxCtUiHghkioTFBg0mKtCEBKDEln06Vv2P3rMrt8h4elosmzcZg/s320/P1050438.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579799005445718162" border="0" /></a><br />st andrew's cathedral! =))<br /><br /><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizDjUGTEszf71AssnO6FfxZ6RIrrRCsBGhC2Th6aIYItR6OEs2_guayF3Xlme9E8MhcNOeT5vTgLHuI6Qp2BzRaehLGQhau6-Uhcr9vJYllwXfFG51JbcKcpgE1-XD0QK3UtuiX7M73Q/s1600/P1050441.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 179px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizDjUGTEszf71AssnO6FfxZ6RIrrRCsBGhC2Th6aIYItR6OEs2_guayF3Xlme9E8MhcNOeT5vTgLHuI6Qp2BzRaehLGQhau6-Uhcr9vJYllwXfFG51JbcKcpgE1-XD0QK3UtuiX7M73Q/s320/P1050441.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579799768575889170" border="0" /></a><br />being all touristy in the middle of the city!<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">bah! too lazy to post pics. okthxforreadingbyebye!<br /><br />oh oh! last before i stop crapping : <span style="font-size:180%;">watashiwa kawaii des ka? ka? ka? </span> HAHAHHAHA <span style="font-size:85%;">*shameless</span> you dont have to answer that. okthanksbubye. <span style="font-size:85%;">*runs away</span><br /><br />ai,<br />e bon!<br /></div></div>yvonnelinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01921890660237716505noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5224748783526256937.post-90163489517011335692011-02-24T14:50:00.001-08:002011-02-24T14:54:30.384-08:00change is good?somebody once said....<br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">"sydney changes people."</span><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEginioKMBSG43CRgTXsFGIqMKitcRJV8MjGML3wmEfGeS2u0A8YHPV_2yzRzmzGKisf4Fyt_gvGMqeH7IhA-MKDd9pFTVTO_4IY4PBa7cOUM5zetnnU8aKFzk7uI_ns7AMqS5zgoxWqQw/s1600/P1050269.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 440px; height: 247px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEginioKMBSG43CRgTXsFGIqMKitcRJV8MjGML3wmEfGeS2u0A8YHPV_2yzRzmzGKisf4Fyt_gvGMqeH7IhA-MKDd9pFTVTO_4IY4PBa7cOUM5zetnnU8aKFzk7uI_ns7AMqS5zgoxWqQw/s320/P1050269.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577392972678685890" border="0" /></a><br /><br />will she really change me?<br /><br />if yes....will the change be good? <br /><br />or will it be bad?<br /><br />change is good.<br /><br /> i think.yvonnelinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01921890660237716505noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5224748783526256937.post-50012440960489629012011-02-18T01:46:00.000-08:002011-02-18T04:17:23.399-08:00hands up!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzFeXpVkqd8CeO6CemRDvp6PlfjnXmwEvims6ZvUAwM3lTTA9DNM_fGQ7YA-ejjpEY39ojHV16PD1FTUBqRkMA-xOElLkiI1-aP7fkcydo_zGPGlCR1jruhmBJzVCJnNGKBSoljo1G0w/s1600/P1020638.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 407px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzFeXpVkqd8CeO6CemRDvp6PlfjnXmwEvims6ZvUAwM3lTTA9DNM_fGQ7YA-ejjpEY39ojHV16PD1FTUBqRkMA-xOElLkiI1-aP7fkcydo_zGPGlCR1jruhmBJzVCJnNGKBSoljo1G0w/s320/P1020638.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574969860188472722" border="0" /></a><br />the question of that day : <span style="font-size:180%;"><br />hands up...for those who reads my craps!</span><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6rmfd3EOHX8h-OKvN1AypRHIytoeq9C8MhyWMW5Yt-vb7okLt-8N4-s0PoYXsGHxbkdYCOc2ifxBNeQex0zqVKIGGfXiS8klVqONfGHRiM7N99tsx66dEUcXcaSjW5T6UMw9f-arVUg/s1600/P1020473.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6rmfd3EOHX8h-OKvN1AypRHIytoeq9C8MhyWMW5Yt-vb7okLt-8N4-s0PoYXsGHxbkdYCOc2ifxBNeQex0zqVKIGGfXiS8klVqONfGHRiM7N99tsx66dEUcXcaSjW5T6UMw9f-arVUg/s320/P1020473.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574970438347190866" border="0" /></a><br />well...technically its not a sudden thought...i have really been wondering who reads my crazy-mostly-driven-by-my-imbalance-hormones-rants-and-emoness mind that is literally translated into words on this kinda boring page. <span style="font-size:85%;">*shamelessly still blogging</span><br /><br />seriously.... i am amazed even by the snail development of my site meter that currently reads at OH-MY- 806! dats <span style="font-size:180%;">alot </span>for me. <span style="font-size:85%;">*skips n jumps in circle*</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">*well i am a super low expectation girl! i guess. i know to some people..they dun give any shitz bout this or what but really i am contended! something small like that can really send me up cloud nine! =p</span><br /><br />and to have people leaving comments they sure feel good! <span style="font-size:85%;">*flattered</span><br /><br />in case some of you dont know that i have previously blogged before but due to some personal related matter i chose not to put my life out in an open book! here's the <a href="http://misssquekie.blogspot.com/">link</a>! =p * in case some of you would be interested to c how i never change from my silly self! haha! <span style="font-size:85%;">*shy</span><br /><br />so a big thank you for all who took the time and effort to read <span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">me</span></span>! <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />*bear bear hug*</span><br /><br />God bless!<br />& have a nice day!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbo6ymPPWKs5ww2PrLYaiCmwPQa2dMK_PmgDNS7_NXvcOJrIrw4q5Y6fzeSUUEZIkRtKCW_TX2cm3kxHiz60pBiVhhlBXvA7h-4tBIen9tJEUj16fb5Ui6tj1115Ys2M8mHHw-QL0_sA/s1600/P1050036.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbo6ymPPWKs5ww2PrLYaiCmwPQa2dMK_PmgDNS7_NXvcOJrIrw4q5Y6fzeSUUEZIkRtKCW_TX2cm3kxHiz60pBiVhhlBXvA7h-4tBIen9tJEUj16fb5Ui6tj1115Ys2M8mHHw-QL0_sA/s320/P1050036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574968844067110658" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">my kissing face! <span style="font-size:85%;">*muaks*</span><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">p / s : i wonder know if you like my kiss? hahahhaha!</span>yvonnelinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01921890660237716505noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5224748783526256937.post-20981097699205242872011-02-16T17:06:00.001-08:002011-02-16T17:10:15.161-08:00@#$%^&<span style="font-size:130%;">im officially piss off right now.</span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><br />super tu lan! <span style="font-size:85%;">*pulls hair*</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />i can go around and start cursing like a mad person.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">i am THAT angry.<br /><br />some people are just born brainless!<br /><br />really duno what they have in their mind!<br /><br />well i hope they will realize their mistake for playing with fire and they GROW UP. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">sien.<br /></span>yvonnelinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01921890660237716505noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5224748783526256937.post-74447562487567723602011-02-14T17:04:00.000-08:002011-02-14T23:16:15.931-08:00G'day mate!greetings from the land of the kangaroos!<br />speaking of which i have yet to c one hopping around as i would imagine! =p<br />i have actually arrived on the 12th of feb but i was too jet-lagged and busy hopping around my hostel n uni n getting myself to settle down. glad that all is almost done now! =)<br />well...the weather was unusually hot when we arrived however it took a drastic turn the very next day and up till now its super cold! at least for me. ==''' <span style="font-size:85%;">*because i have super low resistance towards coldness! Boo hoo! =( </span><br />who says summer is all hot n sunny! <span style="font-size:85%;">*humph*</span><br /><br />Oowww..how i envy those ang moh's who can just go out in their casual tops n shorts. unlike me..who like any newbies at a foreign country wrap myself up like a dumpling! like this :<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBl8mGmJazvbxtt1Y3RHGDixQRGYIPgOV0664jceoTLv3QLfBlJq7pOtobYkmpnTXblZ2H4-Yk6rbLpuiJc92IvjjCzmpjsxiW8s9KHv8RPVzEVYSFxd8d1XNhxQM7SYmOWQwGuniuQA/s1600/IMG_1433.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBl8mGmJazvbxtt1Y3RHGDixQRGYIPgOV0664jceoTLv3QLfBlJq7pOtobYkmpnTXblZ2H4-Yk6rbLpuiJc92IvjjCzmpjsxiW8s9KHv8RPVzEVYSFxd8d1XNhxQM7SYmOWQwGuniuQA/s320/IMG_1433.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573801922709465378" border="0" /></a><br />this is the very first pic i took after arriving here! =)<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">eventhough i do miss malaysia i really like it here! =)<br />confession time...the reason why i did not took any pictures up till yesterday was because i was missing malaysia..*shy<br /><br />okla..enough emo-ing! moving to the happy things...<br />i got the best room! hehe..every house consists of 5 rooms meaning u have 4 other housemates! my house are occupied by 5 malaysian...=) n my room ...is the freaking BIGGEST room in the house! muahahhaha..=p its like double the size of the room of of my housemates. *yeah!<br />this means...more space ofr my junks & rubbish! haha! did i mention my 3 luggage that weights approximately 35kg have only my clothes,bags, n shoes! haha..=p<br /><br />my aunt's house is like 20mins away..so thats another thing to be grateful for! *counting my blessing! hehe..=)<br /><br />sometimes...i cant believe that i am actually really in Sydney. because when i walk around the Macquarie Center, <span style="font-size:85%;">* its a shopping center</span> you actually see more Asians than ang mohs. so...it actually feel like we are in KL. haha! =p<br /><br />what i learnt bout SYdney in the last 4 days :<br /><br />- ASIANS are everywhere. throw a stone and 90% chances are you will hit an asian. LOL. =p<br />- never convert the currency..else..you wont buy @ eat anything! >.<<br /> - no night life. 5pm n all the shops are closed! aww..i will miss going shopping at night! =(<br /> - repeating news on tv. they have like news every hour of the day!<br />- the newscaster can be an 60 year old lady. how cool is that! =)<br /> - rabbits we find cute are consider pests in Aussie. this i dont know why! oh..they run like super fast! <span style="font-size:85%;">forget the thoughts of catching one and making a rabbit stew! =p</span><br /> - drinking water straight from the tap wont result in a stomachache cuz they r so clean! - transportation are super expensive! T.T<br />- you dont need a fan in the room! cuz its so windy! - you get hungry so fast even though you ate so much! =(<br /><br /> some pics before im off to feed my hungry stomach! =p </div></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs5EiFoWKKmzl703zNWqUpBrmGaosS0CAGqwkO_aHwdeOZdz3xWe06YRPoo8ErLbnDlrDIe-5qLgk5s5sKppYvwV-GGTESw0nYfzy9PLgSMQXxPScJ6tJmlUzCahGCYYE2Gawo_pgq1A/s1600/IMG_1441.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs5EiFoWKKmzl703zNWqUpBrmGaosS0CAGqwkO_aHwdeOZdz3xWe06YRPoo8ErLbnDlrDIe-5qLgk5s5sKppYvwV-GGTESw0nYfzy9PLgSMQXxPScJ6tJmlUzCahGCYYE2Gawo_pgq1A/s320/IMG_1441.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573810459780376754" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUDJJCFGkSMrNNZgB06BsHT6z9rQgomSbgxf-nLXOw2jxI8tI_C6jSBWknQDnq81raQd4X0rwYolF3HhF3nu5VKsmPdWwrYgRcCmK7K6UA68Q74WmWt_RjSGxhhjVmHLXKgmZxe4VHtg/s1600/IMG_1456.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUDJJCFGkSMrNNZgB06BsHT6z9rQgomSbgxf-nLXOw2jxI8tI_C6jSBWknQDnq81raQd4X0rwYolF3HhF3nu5VKsmPdWwrYgRcCmK7K6UA68Q74WmWt_RjSGxhhjVmHLXKgmZxe4VHtg/s320/IMG_1456.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573810760792315474" border="0" /></a>maple leave so BIG its as big as my face!<br /><br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA3IRvudTFizZnZNOuwYK0k7VMVvi0T6rg1NmCsqILiVh4d_eFAdCWtgv2d7tvqPSwF0cnRohyWnM7oOBAJVMv78pptFt5GC83RClQ_-vyNxxABWPBkgYo0kxH1OBd-uXpBlzQFQpzig/s1600/IMG_1458.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA3IRvudTFizZnZNOuwYK0k7VMVvi0T6rg1NmCsqILiVh4d_eFAdCWtgv2d7tvqPSwF0cnRohyWnM7oOBAJVMv78pptFt5GC83RClQ_-vyNxxABWPBkgYo0kxH1OBd-uXpBlzQFQpzig/s320/IMG_1458.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573810975400518642" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghCBuriutiYVX61iMNPs7W-0yy-zraLmodngwbx5dr-4vRn-MBc4qYuPBmn-ow4nDHvZ3ksJTOla8YuI8Cr755iTQaQTRLZ5RRhQd7MOtGiSZ1ZBbHP53Rn8-cFnhRWvPxeOh0JiCY0Q/s1600/IMG_1474.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghCBuriutiYVX61iMNPs7W-0yy-zraLmodngwbx5dr-4vRn-MBc4qYuPBmn-ow4nDHvZ3ksJTOla8YuI8Cr755iTQaQTRLZ5RRhQd7MOtGiSZ1ZBbHP53Rn8-cFnhRWvPxeOh0JiCY0Q/s320/IMG_1474.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573811126217521794" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">naked tree!<br /></div>yvonnelinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01921890660237716505noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5224748783526256937.post-84194561436554430202011-02-08T10:22:00.000-08:002011-02-09T08:50:12.450-08:00Dear God,Dear Heavenly Father,<br />Thank you for keeping your promises to me! Lord, you say that those who perseveres will be rewarded. You say that those who remains faithful and loyal and obedient to you will be rewarded. and i thank you Lord for your love,grace and mercy is enough for me! They keep me lifted and they gave me strength. For i know that when the world has their back on me i can always count on you. You have prepared everything for me and i know i should not be afraid about embarking on a new chapter of my life. I will treasure this given chance and i shall put my faith in you Lord. i pray that Lord you continue to comfort me and calm me down. I pray that Lord you grant me a safe journey to Australia. I also ask that Lord you will also comfort the heart of those who are dear to me as i know my departure affects them as much as it affects me. Thank you Lord once again for you faithfulness. i know...The same Lord who protected me yesterday will protect me tomorrow and forever! in Jesus most precious name i pray..Amen!yvonnelinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01921890660237716505noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5224748783526256937.post-74315554663274846842011-02-08T09:59:00.000-08:002011-02-08T10:27:31.056-08:00pre-flight panic attacksi cant believe that i am having this pre-flight jitters thingy. =(<br /><br />i have been waiting and praying for the past 2 and a half years that i can make it through it and secure myself a ticket to Aussie!<br /><br />now that i am flying like in less than 36hours...im really panicking.<br /><br />HAIZ! to the max samo!<br /><br />i cant believe this is happening. my palms are sweaty. my stomach feels like its gona explode anytime due to the heavy butterflies in my stomach...my heart is beating so fast it could jump right out. <span style="font-size:85%;">*somebody come and gimme a slap in my face pls. </span><br /><br />i used to think that i will not at any cost be sad or emo bout leaving Malaysia..leaving everybody that is so dear to me for 2 years, leaving everything that i love here, leaving everything that spells C.O.M.F.O.R.T to me.<br /><br />but here i am now.<br /><br />feeling lost.<br /><br />worried.<br /><br />over-reacting.<br /><br />i bet wrinkles are mushrooming on my face now. =(<br /><br />i bet i would cry so badly on the day of my departure that i can flood KLIA. ==''' because i am already missing <span style="font-size:130%;">everybody and everything!</span> <span style="font-size:85%;">*my whole kampung will come and send me off. haha!<br /></span><br />my laptop is playing Mylie Cyrus's "The Climb". 0.o<br />could this be a message by God?<br />He knows my fear and my anxiety....and telling me that through a song! <span style="font-weight: bold;">AMEN! </span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">God indeed is good. =)<br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">p/s : talking craps helps ease my tension. so pls bear with me. *bluek i actually felt much better now! =) oh..and er...i somehow enjoy talking to myself. haha! =p</span><br /></span>yvonnelinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01921890660237716505noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5224748783526256937.post-22857857267118958982011-02-07T07:26:00.000-08:002011-02-07T20:13:54.994-08:00B for Bunny & Boo!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVJaG5-A-d3k0NHcoLbvhurWrvhcvIHCbyVGv7Fxdwck1bGlr3cT6bzk47HNsYagLimnyk3rdHYWsNLrybicM5E8TI-0t0_nfaJzoFxOf8vfnDXZvobVmAb-XFu4KRNJHbyKmeU1o3WA/s1600/P1080199.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVJaG5-A-d3k0NHcoLbvhurWrvhcvIHCbyVGv7Fxdwck1bGlr3cT6bzk47HNsYagLimnyk3rdHYWsNLrybicM5E8TI-0t0_nfaJzoFxOf8vfnDXZvobVmAb-XFu4KRNJHbyKmeU1o3WA/s400/P1080199.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570970284986307506" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;">*all the bunnies at my house on the 3rd day of CNY*</span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><br /><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">BUNNY NEW YEAR CAME AND IS NOW GONE!</span></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOuWYMhS-5A5-7tu9rPbYiYQ5jBPlKLJzp7Lx2LnIpGqsKS2qT_kaLP8XfXf7f6Im66408K1iVwgx8RuYigWNvTsTNxvZqnL_OT07nddBibGwWY9kS_0Kol0yko0BfgeplKLkCQ0lrrQ/s1600/DSC05182.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOuWYMhS-5A5-7tu9rPbYiYQ5jBPlKLJzp7Lx2LnIpGqsKS2qT_kaLP8XfXf7f6Im66408K1iVwgx8RuYigWNvTsTNxvZqnL_OT07nddBibGwWY9kS_0Kol0yko0BfgeplKLkCQ0lrrQ/s320/DSC05182.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570970404986352354" border="0" /></a><br />BOO to that! <span style="font-size:85%;">*sulking</span><br /><br />this means that i am leaving malaysia real soon. =(<br /></div>yvonnelinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01921890660237716505noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5224748783526256937.post-8805019001008031212011-01-30T09:29:00.000-08:002011-01-30T09:48:26.618-08:00bye bye black!<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">BEFORE</span><br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_p_R4S1IiEpOOu7VhXo8d1HpJart3hw4egNMx0VHjJHv9zUZIYWUGZxABxGVGKfpBO85FlhAwnbkNmKehJjf4l8OZnCNqn6CLuyn2VcZM_-c-bgQp1jk_Ry3RTZk0gy3MXVoT6vnHaw/s1600/P1020290.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_p_R4S1IiEpOOu7VhXo8d1HpJart3hw4egNMx0VHjJHv9zUZIYWUGZxABxGVGKfpBO85FlhAwnbkNmKehJjf4l8OZnCNqn6CLuyn2VcZM_-c-bgQp1jk_Ry3RTZk0gy3MXVoT6vnHaw/s320/P1020290.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568036556397173522" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">as promised...a pic of my <span style="font-weight: bold;">AFTER</span> hair!<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4li4d0vf6T3uKmYpBHnce73ms9MwW5uzHn7kx7acRK_bi-uJOKAPDMC8AI0zCRYr03y9Ery_w4-lPzIGLHNETW0sMbW9QA4wQAdm1ugLX2OrK1wpTZaHfL4vb_LJVxm9T4Yqd2ov3MQ/s1600/DSC05155.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4li4d0vf6T3uKmYpBHnce73ms9MwW5uzHn7kx7acRK_bi-uJOKAPDMC8AI0zCRYr03y9Ery_w4-lPzIGLHNETW0sMbW9QA4wQAdm1ugLX2OrK1wpTZaHfL4vb_LJVxm9T4Yqd2ov3MQ/s320/DSC05155.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568032802603653554" border="0" /></a><br />okla..its not like this now. T.T<br />oh. in case u didn't notice...i also cut my hair shorter. =p<br />i have no idea how the hair stylist works his magic with my hair man! *depressed<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">I.ABSOLUTELY.LOVE.THE.WAY.HE.BLOWS.MY.HAIR</span>! =)))<br /><br />BUT<br />i duno how to blow till my hair looks so chio! *sobs<br /><br />haiz.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">MUST LEARN</span>! *hopeful look<br /><br />okla..maybe some of u would say that i dun look any different...cuz the colour is really really super close with my natural colour. =p<br />cuz i am such a coward that i do not want to have super bright coloured hair.<br />somehow..i think this has got to do ALOT with the fact that i am a future teacher to be and i (people) stereotyped that teacher should not be blondies! >.<<br />have to admit, im super afraid of others judging me. haiz.<br />but people judge people all the time. sad but true. =(<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtCetfXb1V-zVlEN4A2kz-qvpGjTgX_MyUqVScOJsZsnNB6sDRggoWahTX59Jam2FRqKK8OCY7khl1E2HyWeT6DunI5_ZUbpLQdYNKeIHD4V4cagmZDDHb_ma81apkUTMlIKx5Fm78fA/s1600/DSC05157.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtCetfXb1V-zVlEN4A2kz-qvpGjTgX_MyUqVScOJsZsnNB6sDRggoWahTX59Jam2FRqKK8OCY7khl1E2HyWeT6DunI5_ZUbpLQdYNKeIHD4V4cagmZDDHb_ma81apkUTMlIKx5Fm78fA/s320/DSC05157.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568035555463970002" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">bye bye black!</span></span> <span style="font-size:78%;">teehee~</span><br /></div>yvonnelinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01921890660237716505noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5224748783526256937.post-43718032323154829422011-01-28T02:40:00.000-08:002011-01-28T04:54:33.473-08:00i heart bangkok!super late post on my bangkok trip! =p<br />my first visit to Bangkok and i fall head over heals for it! <span style="font-size:78%;">actually is the shopping la! lol. </span><br /><br />my summary of Bangkok :<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">DAY 1<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4Rp9pneCs_ahc9snAbKZC-g2pfgIHeI5OMfoynkuFucFIpDI8hZFA4cwQmbZHOdiJi-WdOAuEyuK7ix_clGvJwaV94-YW6JaJekDVBcUxvMjUzpdYyLDRPkuoFTgMujuZbhosK8idQA/s1600/IMG_1815.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4Rp9pneCs_ahc9snAbKZC-g2pfgIHeI5OMfoynkuFucFIpDI8hZFA4cwQmbZHOdiJi-WdOAuEyuK7ix_clGvJwaV94-YW6JaJekDVBcUxvMjUzpdYyLDRPkuoFTgMujuZbhosK8idQA/s320/IMG_1815.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567191546719167618" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">DAY 2<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1c5Lfy26ZKJXV4wWcgbjb99W5fNtMbTArHkspNzI7nRqcFlvD_1QnpzZNWflYc2LYGOobhaaPRWBbQh1jra62KE7ysB3ZVbQu3BTrW7RmcwV-YlAt_kPjjPpSNDvSQ_SbiesNCIUUqQ/s1600/IMG_2109.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1c5Lfy26ZKJXV4wWcgbjb99W5fNtMbTArHkspNzI7nRqcFlvD_1QnpzZNWflYc2LYGOobhaaPRWBbQh1jra62KE7ysB3ZVbQu3BTrW7RmcwV-YlAt_kPjjPpSNDvSQ_SbiesNCIUUqQ/s320/IMG_2109.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567191923396915554" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">DAY 3<br /><br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikpifGAjPKbBWsJpBIc4X8F6uE1Fvad9HE3lSwIE_WVLBNlq9rSE5CsSS5f4-nl0Vv5D1rcm46n4wcd0II6-BWPeCmnkXxFFtP9xTh6SE5vZH_AStZuXJD2WIneHNRcteWEUwFkYnxzA/s1600/P1070567.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikpifGAjPKbBWsJpBIc4X8F6uE1Fvad9HE3lSwIE_WVLBNlq9rSE5CsSS5f4-nl0Vv5D1rcm46n4wcd0II6-BWPeCmnkXxFFtP9xTh6SE5vZH_AStZuXJD2WIneHNRcteWEUwFkYnxzA/s320/P1070567.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567193349355292130" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">( p/s : just so that i make it clear..the above purchases are not mine alone. its the labour of love & sweat (p/p/s : actually the 2 guys r the one sweating la! cuz they help us to carry all those shopping bags! =p ) for 4 of us...2 dudes & 2 babes! hehe...)</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >CONCLUSION : SI BEH SYIOK TO SHOP!<br /><br />i wana go naoooooo! <span style="font-size:130%;">*sulk</span> </span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">just the though of going shopping in Bangkok again is sending me into a happy stroke. wth. okla..im a lil over with the term stroke but seriously its like <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">O.M.Gosh!!!!</span></span><br /><br />every freaking shop is like different from the other shops.<br />ohya! we went to Platinum mall. its like our Sg Wang but this is like 10000 times better to shop cuz they offer u choices, styles and super duper affordable price!<br />you have to go there if u ever go to Bangkok! dats if you r a girl la. if u r a dude be nice n go with your girlfriend la...k? =p<br /><br />tell me who dun like CHEAP & NICE & STYLISH things? *hard stare*<br /><br />statistics of my purchase :<br />14 tops,<br />5 shorts,<br />5 skirts,<br />3 dresses,<br />a jacket,<br />2 scarfs,<br />5 pair of earrings,<br />3 pair of flats,<br />a pair of pumps,<br />3 bags,<br />2 belts,<br />2 necklaces,<br />2 set's of kid's clothes and also some souvenir!<br /><br />kapunka~~~ <span style="font-size:78%;">( means thank you in Thailand. )</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />i posted my bangkok pics in my fb and friends who saw me after that all commented the same thing.<br />"WAH...so crazy of u 2 <span style="font-size:78%;">( meaning me & sis )</span> to shop so much in Bangkok!"<br />i think by now..everybody will be thinking that both me n my sis r like these crazy mad women who does not have any control of ourselves when it comes to shopping. true to a certain extend but both of us definitely have some self control. else we would be buying the whole Platinum mall back! hahaha..=p<br /><br />to be honest....i regret not buying more! =( because its not like everyday that i get to go to Bangkok right? *giving self reason to buy more.<br />but....<br />i missed the chance..so nvm la..i will definitely come back to you Bangkok!<br /><br />ohya...something really funny to share...<br />when we first arrived, my sis's BF jokingly told us that each of us wold have to buy 30 items or more cuz that would only make our trip worth it. all 4 of us laughed at it saying that its impossible cuz that crazy!<br />turns out....we hit that figure at Day 2 itself. hahahahahhahahhaa......<br />moral of the lesson : never say things randomly cuz u never know what might just come true! =p<br /><br />okla..<br />we are not so bad la!<br />we went Bangkok liao....of cuz have to look and see Bangkok itself! <span style="font-size:78%;">apart from the shopping la!</span><br />so whats better way to know and experience their very own unique culture by visiting the famous touristy place?<br /><br />The Grand Palace! and a huge complex of temples just beside it.<br />ahhh..speaking of killing 2 birds at once. me likey! save on our taxi fare! oooh..did i mention their taxi r like crazy cheap? waaaay cheaper than our Malaysian taxi and waaaay more comfortable taxis! =) heck..even their tuk tuk costs more than the taxi! somehow..i feel that ever since tuk tuk start gaining its popularity among the tourists...it became the easiet weapon to chop us tourist! cuz u find tuk tuk only in Thailand. wth, that makes lotsa sense. =='''<br /><br />ok enough of making myself look shallow. i shall show u some pics that <span style="font-family:georgia;">hopefully will make me look cute! hahahaa...=p</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnETKfSCFzGGnl_fKQLsjVj6VOuXeQyHznVqcjAZV0OySDqdGktEMx0yolc7lMnvFhcOTj7uhQVOQ9hyphenhyphenrCpl9hus99yHjgKxIPFU2BMtEUOjfx6eQPNW9OmOlL7aPIG5DVbgMQjTrgSA/s1600/IMG_1848.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnETKfSCFzGGnl_fKQLsjVj6VOuXeQyHznVqcjAZV0OySDqdGktEMx0yolc7lMnvFhcOTj7uhQVOQ9hyphenhyphenrCpl9hus99yHjgKxIPFU2BMtEUOjfx6eQPNW9OmOlL7aPIG5DVbgMQjTrgSA/s320/IMG_1848.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567202070441253170" border="0" /></a>both my sis and i were required to wear the sarung thingy cuz our pants were deemed inappropriate. apparently leggings are not allowed cuz its accentuates our Jlo butts. lol. joking. i made this up. they have a dress code and we did not meet their dress code. anyway my sis & i tied the sarung in a more edgy style. <span style="font-size:78%;">cuz we duno how to tie the sarung</span> but i think they looked cute cuz many ppl were staring at our sarung. or its cuz we r like 2 stupid fella tying something like that. haha! but who cares la..we had fun with it! =)<br /><br /><br />behold the temples.<br />eh...my photography skill not bad leh.....muahahhaa..=p<br /></div></div></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrYxPk9RKehag8zATi2TYqa2cqPjesH-vKI5tmjZCQ0u5ar4Wavq59-DwKCy9MMoKfFS_Echb5_6DmCsoBObQ01m_HbNoqfYZRzDK1tS097TbwLxs1ixFySLSfKVrt1G1seAqV4zgCcQ/s1600/IMG_1866.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrYxPk9RKehag8zATi2TYqa2cqPjesH-vKI5tmjZCQ0u5ar4Wavq59-DwKCy9MMoKfFS_Echb5_6DmCsoBObQ01m_HbNoqfYZRzDK1tS097TbwLxs1ixFySLSfKVrt1G1seAqV4zgCcQ/s320/IMG_1866.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567204705547198162" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiscfWO1a5Phl7bVYaa2oUGzspF4-X72XtXo01dPnn8Fs0cyaP2zGYY5WUe06h3L5LvfW2-wrHdqths1npLqFXbbOOv_1F-26BpvXu_Wc7P1cpytzvvB8RtOv6nJkdS0CvmAQZ6cU4UZQ/s1600/IMG_1951.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiscfWO1a5Phl7bVYaa2oUGzspF4-X72XtXo01dPnn8Fs0cyaP2zGYY5WUe06h3L5LvfW2-wrHdqths1npLqFXbbOOv_1F-26BpvXu_Wc7P1cpytzvvB8RtOv6nJkdS0CvmAQZ6cU4UZQ/s320/IMG_1951.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567205639432313298" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhujW-u4pNr95ozRbWcwN6ErSUFrySQit6aK_vTGZiBe6YfFULFzEmw4GzMvG3yOdExLB2ku6mMM5PgHi_iPOkL2c2dH8CI-pYGtUXyg4msf4pmYRm9omAxtJUV5BmeuG7-hw5i9Yr8DA/s1600/IMG_1954.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhujW-u4pNr95ozRbWcwN6ErSUFrySQit6aK_vTGZiBe6YfFULFzEmw4GzMvG3yOdExLB2ku6mMM5PgHi_iPOkL2c2dH8CI-pYGtUXyg4msf4pmYRm9omAxtJUV5BmeuG7-hw5i9Yr8DA/s320/IMG_1954.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567206403129719890" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMvbAKOPxzUNfxIswUKl822N24jA6I0tDQv3_VbglPdwjeIuw7VJ2bkYebCKN_sOUcSMMOwelX34O65mdEAMWuDfPmMLVVEeOug8FzZajsa5y9DmmeckMOWDUP-zZ7U7rziLMYD0rKKg/s1600/IMG_1966.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMvbAKOPxzUNfxIswUKl822N24jA6I0tDQv3_VbglPdwjeIuw7VJ2bkYebCKN_sOUcSMMOwelX34O65mdEAMWuDfPmMLVVEeOug8FzZajsa5y9DmmeckMOWDUP-zZ7U7rziLMYD0rKKg/s320/IMG_1966.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567207973679073474" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: left;">so...apa macam..not bad right? ahahhaha..i knw i know..i am very thick faced..but i really think they r not bad lo! =p *pats myself on head & back!<br /><br />in the temple we :<br /><div style="text-align: center;">ate!<br /></div></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH5JWlXXiSoOl_MEkr6N4cO9msPhG0_fNUwPCPQo1OTua11PwLYX7SheUD_FhUnd70D4cUp3t77vGWuSw0GwV6aigyAmuuPjgGem2-Zl1zcYirdYbfORDqDnrN7Jtm0DFqXXOlkleD0w/s1600/IMG_1839.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH5JWlXXiSoOl_MEkr6N4cO9msPhG0_fNUwPCPQo1OTua11PwLYX7SheUD_FhUnd70D4cUp3t77vGWuSw0GwV6aigyAmuuPjgGem2-Zl1zcYirdYbfORDqDnrN7Jtm0DFqXXOlkleD0w/s320/IMG_1839.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567208331433359330" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;">they have edamame in bangkok! </span><br /><br />was shocked!<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHUCeA63xdP1gXFBj6-EoCUecmVcRVrTRYAygkMV5tisYvPwF1eVX81vCM-0XAYU-cCzDNpWSic-8HJcRwCCDFiQJ6Oc6_NJTOhZysi2-BvpAcQkvGn0wwxelaASYnTAMUuCAHVW7wbA/s1600/IMG_1892.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHUCeA63xdP1gXFBj6-EoCUecmVcRVrTRYAygkMV5tisYvPwF1eVX81vCM-0XAYU-cCzDNpWSic-8HJcRwCCDFiQJ6Oc6_NJTOhZysi2-BvpAcQkvGn0wwxelaASYnTAMUuCAHVW7wbA/s320/IMG_1892.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567208926735129202" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">jumped!<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZVOXMFHmz17hHSCwN3p3fYpOamN4erLeIaibFMHB2tzlNGQcytl_hJADkxDiVlKOR7I3kFBNgQOG1Nc-QTcZEReL4fn0B2uDVO-vjArWbSIzIHycAw7I88SxQJvtenuTjDWIgtYCKag/s1600/IMG_1948.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZVOXMFHmz17hHSCwN3p3fYpOamN4erLeIaibFMHB2tzlNGQcytl_hJADkxDiVlKOR7I3kFBNgQOG1Nc-QTcZEReL4fn0B2uDVO-vjArWbSIzIHycAw7I88SxQJvtenuTjDWIgtYCKag/s320/IMG_1948.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567209308927799730" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">and posed!<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK0OnvGdcewNqCUhwckHC7fe5JL-XMpOzGrFGC5X-Wue3Jtdkxu4XMQWWkkx31dNhqgNgRLtipLVkuE7d1_h8Uu7ekvBpLZuw0t_c1Ah91_QUX1QZBPwNh6uAivKse9MKEdRzQ47Inhw/s1600/IMG_1933.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK0OnvGdcewNqCUhwckHC7fe5JL-XMpOzGrFGC5X-Wue3Jtdkxu4XMQWWkkx31dNhqgNgRLtipLVkuE7d1_h8Uu7ekvBpLZuw0t_c1Ah91_QUX1QZBPwNh6uAivKse9MKEdRzQ47Inhw/s320/IMG_1933.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567209605441991090" border="0" /></a><br />and posed again!<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMaVWlb_yNcCjZfNqXtRDX2u6YCXb2kfCiPsriDD3bcbTCrOmhYlwY2kS7lv8zkl8xdKxjFY1ikvGrInaNmxlTQfXj_zxGaJg2sVrF6B0IBNZkRKLcLQ0ALke9po6rNL8QH96vxGQ8gg/s1600/IMG_1938.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMaVWlb_yNcCjZfNqXtRDX2u6YCXb2kfCiPsriDD3bcbTCrOmhYlwY2kS7lv8zkl8xdKxjFY1ikvGrInaNmxlTQfXj_zxGaJg2sVrF6B0IBNZkRKLcLQ0ALke9po6rNL8QH96vxGQ8gg/s320/IMG_1938.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567209897058574658" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">and again..............<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_IOZhe5HfVMkpg_JiDllwPPcG3M4GHG7KI3aVWnbS4Y_1k3W6uKjLQxdqyrxayDv9MmQBstKHByJMa_plXc9QtQZXjaU7EnlzsdW3IjyxEL2l-PgF0lsuDtIwuFSzzAZVPvZQZo9hhg/s1600/IMG_1890.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_IOZhe5HfVMkpg_JiDllwPPcG3M4GHG7KI3aVWnbS4Y_1k3W6uKjLQxdqyrxayDv9MmQBstKHByJMa_plXc9QtQZXjaU7EnlzsdW3IjyxEL2l-PgF0lsuDtIwuFSzzAZVPvZQZo9hhg/s320/IMG_1890.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567210629864950130" border="0" /></a><br />sorry for the vain pose.<br /><br />ahh.....i need to make myself clear again. i am a Christian. stepping into a temple does not in any way show that i am converted to their religion. i believe in Christ. its just a visit and i respect other religion. pure appreciation of the beautiful architectural aspect of the buildings. nothing more. nothing less. i have faith in my Saviour that he will protect me wherever i go and i have Faith in my own Faith in Christ. =)<br /><br />enough and happy with the temples...we went over to the Grand Palace!<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAGyGglt8p3iq39IhNRhgFUu6ulHkjKQTY3KjIvyMyRnBzc3gHHSBaTEcXbuo-goyGS7xa9cVoa3FatajG5AgnoddMSIBpEHReW52ipXRw7mFbz3UIs06hiSuzw5iZNmvEBihgho6zkQ/s1600/IMG_1993.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAGyGglt8p3iq39IhNRhgFUu6ulHkjKQTY3KjIvyMyRnBzc3gHHSBaTEcXbuo-goyGS7xa9cVoa3FatajG5AgnoddMSIBpEHReW52ipXRw7mFbz3UIs06hiSuzw5iZNmvEBihgho6zkQ/s320/IMG_1993.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567212767574683970" border="0" /></a><br />i am beginning to like this kinda photos. the " walk & turn" pose as i call it. haha! =p<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhISEVtVNL9RJ-WFIU-XCulJjT9bgPw_wAbi5pFoEcYQulBHHmT3XesZO7C0EdDZB87X9Dxf3CigjKwBpXC_Y70YBNyJS8AE46AeE-651k87MGUVCnPBbzfOx09mngJRXI41UZfpt3_mw/s1600/IMG_1998.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhISEVtVNL9RJ-WFIU-XCulJjT9bgPw_wAbi5pFoEcYQulBHHmT3XesZO7C0EdDZB87X9Dxf3CigjKwBpXC_Y70YBNyJS8AE46AeE-651k87MGUVCnPBbzfOx09mngJRXI41UZfpt3_mw/s320/IMG_1998.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567213116461887058" border="0" /></a>got myself a bottle of ICED mango juice to recharge myself and be as strong as he is!<br />the sun was crazy hot lo that day..we were all roasted like pigs. =.=<br />my sis actually brought 2 umbrellas all the way from Malaysia! but we left them in the hotel. we forget bout them. smart. very smart.<br /><br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk7AoJcBSn3CclhC3yfhX9XNbYMNp0whnQbLD_ZchItDNdOSteLCWx4DUdBMEG4s-V9iXQIWn2TOCSPiTHGeFiQNt03_QpLEYzmI5sA8CAOV3L51d9Oq2R1NVl1qqlb1StllrtFw8TLw/s1600/IMG_2000.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk7AoJcBSn3CclhC3yfhX9XNbYMNp0whnQbLD_ZchItDNdOSteLCWx4DUdBMEG4s-V9iXQIWn2TOCSPiTHGeFiQNt03_QpLEYzmI5sA8CAOV3L51d9Oq2R1NVl1qqlb1StllrtFw8TLw/s320/IMG_2000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567213933252318482" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">The Grand Palace.<br /><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA4Fzf72coVGWthteQuNfhA67hgvyG0P03oqmooY4pNXSVOShFv_3XzqpxS2k_ShPexq8AyoEl8NYOJBMM-0XhDcdh5tYtyJ8-rgg7_ogcK2LZ6rqqBMtdgHhrvKNfp25Oj3MzWP8RQQ/s1600/IMG_2004.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA4Fzf72coVGWthteQuNfhA67hgvyG0P03oqmooY4pNXSVOShFv_3XzqpxS2k_ShPexq8AyoEl8NYOJBMM-0XhDcdh5tYtyJ8-rgg7_ogcK2LZ6rqqBMtdgHhrvKNfp25Oj3MzWP8RQQ/s320/IMG_2004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567214376124180578" border="0" /></a><br />me & him =)<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxjJg6pv2mXkptOBKoacMTJRwu-h4DQhaLWLC82A20EJdXqMMUs-kNZJWOTHi4p6YLW6dag7NOGJGpMHjuKIJaSLCN1Yq1q5PMuCmEPeIARwgmB8Tl2kJ4M9UWqvx_mjmY__8Dg1hTqg/s1600/IMG_2008.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxjJg6pv2mXkptOBKoacMTJRwu-h4DQhaLWLC82A20EJdXqMMUs-kNZJWOTHi4p6YLW6dag7NOGJGpMHjuKIJaSLCN1Yq1q5PMuCmEPeIARwgmB8Tl2kJ4M9UWqvx_mjmY__8Dg1hTqg/s320/IMG_2008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567214605557697074" border="0" /></a>taking a long rest cause the complex were so big we walked till our leg wana certify its own death.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9FnR19GZTwpkKtNd_D-vZ6poaKHNc-EFlGXNQ5nlKoXkHXJPCfysXlL_IsB1HnLpYpaXViRvp3rj1uF3F-tw65qFcCHUzGTgOjNJSVMwC6Huy2kYEQZ0SCVrCnWkpvubviVuTGDT1BA/s1600/IMG_2013.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9FnR19GZTwpkKtNd_D-vZ6poaKHNc-EFlGXNQ5nlKoXkHXJPCfysXlL_IsB1HnLpYpaXViRvp3rj1uF3F-tw65qFcCHUzGTgOjNJSVMwC6Huy2kYEQZ0SCVrCnWkpvubviVuTGDT1BA/s320/IMG_2013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567215908809847714" border="0" /></a>no lashes. i need my fake lashes. T.T<br /><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9xciPcBy9DI2R00bzrqoIkZQnz4X9tRVBFMeSu8QctDnAF8hBwuwVFaHv6IQGtwRSG7L2HCfSRSEpX7vwvtPIBiYtcdTq8iLL-hrgj35jItbRX6kwuWChxJWgyXBZGtE_BftT0bEXZg/s1600/IMG_2018.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9xciPcBy9DI2R00bzrqoIkZQnz4X9tRVBFMeSu8QctDnAF8hBwuwVFaHv6IQGtwRSG7L2HCfSRSEpX7vwvtPIBiYtcdTq8iLL-hrgj35jItbRX6kwuWChxJWgyXBZGtE_BftT0bEXZg/s320/IMG_2018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567216320955044162" border="0" /></a><br />this is the cutest & friendliest guard on duty! he actually smiled & posed for us! hehe...=p<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5rJ7yPRKXgqA6b6L2m7GpE3w8mcOCBy8w7xQQhqOq8KiSl6W3P-cLL0Y6ee-Gq8mf6g8kg2sZAB5CwGhFG6VQZeZne1GOPM2CyzjXBrCl9tB_kq0lBlvTGCz72MjrAtXzNJCDFliaVQ/s1600/IMG_2034.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5rJ7yPRKXgqA6b6L2m7GpE3w8mcOCBy8w7xQQhqOq8KiSl6W3P-cLL0Y6ee-Gq8mf6g8kg2sZAB5CwGhFG6VQZeZne1GOPM2CyzjXBrCl9tB_kq0lBlvTGCz72MjrAtXzNJCDFliaVQ/s320/IMG_2034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567216782206077378" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj09OC7tWadOuTS2O7A2oiVzev0HwYYQTHBQjSgrekXpRd9kQiukAUOaKP5z-3WFfIdG8J-SK6APoBEMXQJf0I4flKNsFr1BCsKOzPfIyoU2IK7tJlAYgkspRYQFPgLT_QzBOUJkhYoqg/s1600/IMG_2043.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj09OC7tWadOuTS2O7A2oiVzev0HwYYQTHBQjSgrekXpRd9kQiukAUOaKP5z-3WFfIdG8J-SK6APoBEMXQJf0I4flKNsFr1BCsKOzPfIyoU2IK7tJlAYgkspRYQFPgLT_QzBOUJkhYoqg/s320/IMG_2043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567217024095958482" border="0" /></a><br />me & my dear sis!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsjZ8zgu2CuVi2PAJXCVfpKG0i1J75XcBgQ4NMegj86xgMW8sJ2jCID_Xs-K_bF0bk2XaL_cct4jF0sT1TWnZCOTYbpjZJBQJ_gHrM5Pc-Z4RCR5ZW4z5JZYNijDGiRK3kjZxDQNGT1Q/s1600/IMG_1977.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsjZ8zgu2CuVi2PAJXCVfpKG0i1J75XcBgQ4NMegj86xgMW8sJ2jCID_Xs-K_bF0bk2XaL_cct4jF0sT1TWnZCOTYbpjZJBQJ_gHrM5Pc-Z4RCR5ZW4z5JZYNijDGiRK3kjZxDQNGT1Q/s320/IMG_1977.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567217708553086146" border="0" /></a>purple lotus!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-qjOSinKOp0NZO8G-qfTdVpLLRlrPpPm82gJHR7C0nzQPPQo2NIn1H4WLij90INGtb93Ibw0kLVJrkHHNhX2Cjv7ek6X5vD3sxV-HPBPalRNOKQNclosHuBRanN9QGOTnt1V-SbA0bw/s1600/IMG_1990.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-qjOSinKOp0NZO8G-qfTdVpLLRlrPpPm82gJHR7C0nzQPPQo2NIn1H4WLij90INGtb93Ibw0kLVJrkHHNhX2Cjv7ek6X5vD3sxV-HPBPalRNOKQNclosHuBRanN9QGOTnt1V-SbA0bw/s320/IMG_1990.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567217932584772178" border="0" /></a><br />pink lotus!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">okla.enough of pics. super lazy to upload liao. and also i think this is a super long post liao.<br /><br />all in all....<br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">i heart bangkok ! </span></span>did i mention bout the shopping? oh.i did. sorry. =p<br /><br /><br /></div></div>yvonnelinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01921890660237716505noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5224748783526256937.post-6476558232484865142011-01-21T20:51:00.001-08:002011-01-22T06:29:51.439-08:00ding dong!im back after such a long hiatus!<br />i had a crazy packed week! so many things to share about...<br />just a quick update of what i had been doing the past week:<br />1) a dear friend's wedding! =) i think this is actually the first wedding of a childhood friend of mine..it was so sweet seeing the 2 people who grew with us finally tied the knot! will talk bout this further! ^^<br /><br />2) went to kl and attend our predeparture briefing. everything is all set and im flying on the 10th of feb. its feels a lil' surreal that i am finally really gonna fly...thank God for this! amen! im running against time right now!<br /><br />3) went pavillion for the first time. not a place for me cuz i dun like going to a shopping mall where the only shops that i can go in and actually shop is Forever21 and CottonOn. the rest of the shop...dun even dare to look at it. ==''' i duno y ppl who cant afford this likes to go there and brag bout how they LOVE shopping there? maybe walking there for a round can boost one's self esteem and amplify their egoness by imagining that they r actually from the "atas" community for being able to (window)shop in pavillion. *puff*<br /><br />4) went Uniqlo for the very first time & guess who was shopping there too with us? hiak hiak hiak...its Tun Dr Mahathir! din know that he likes street wear! haha...=p anyway loads of ppl were asking him for photographs..me n sis wanted to do so too but i guess seeing how he was ambushed and poor man was only trying to look around for clothes but ppl come n kacau like that...we decided not to take pics la..plus..he had like 4 bodyguards beside him. haha. dowana be stopped by them cuz if it happened..damn embarrassing only lo...right? =p nvm la.i get to c him in person at least once before i die also i am satisfied liao. lol.<br /><br />5 ) i.......did.....something....to....my....hair.....! being a boring person who always likes to play it safe by sticking to the same hair n almost same length since i am 10....i did something i would say shocking to myself! after 13 years! =p well..technically 23 years la..cuz i have been having the same hair style since i am 10..shoulder length or a lil' long, kinda straight, no bangs or short fringe...never permed except for those temporary hair do's...never ever dyed my hair....i finally...DYED them. =p anyway..it is not a super bright colour..very near to my natural hair colour..i would say its dark brown...when everybody else is telling me that its not worth it that i spend so much doing it but its not obvious..i actually loved it! because..i never thought that a day like this would come because i never had the courage to do so! haha! so yes. i love my hair. i love the colour. oh..did i mentioned that the hair stylist is a korean? hahaha! =p went to Yoo Jean's saloon in Sri Hartamas for it. =) shall show u the hair once i get a nice decent pic of myself k! =)<br /><br />*****************************************************************************************<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">ok. imma start to talk bout the wedding! =)<br />warning first..this is gonna be one long post with loads of pics! =p<br /><br />well..the sweet celebrated couple is Lemon & Huiteen!<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPT9MZBBbumjWTCUGUCZR9G7vsvzBLWtrkCTO5QPSABa6sYvF_55NENnGmh5NPURTIb0z8SQ2ZuSbrDj8JDCV2W45_6nGIKAFNBsWTBeyTnT46snbT0WOzd1294IPXOe6rW0D_FUf8WA/s1600/167961_186672671350993_100000247845539_583111_5040951_n.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPT9MZBBbumjWTCUGUCZR9G7vsvzBLWtrkCTO5QPSABa6sYvF_55NENnGmh5NPURTIb0z8SQ2ZuSbrDj8JDCV2W45_6nGIKAFNBsWTBeyTnT46snbT0WOzd1294IPXOe6rW0D_FUf8WA/s400/167961_186672671350993_100000247845539_583111_5040951_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564877565970077058" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">the beauty and the handsome!<br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">we knew the bride way back then as all of us attends the same church and youth fellowship.<br /><br />their love story was a simple one!<br />LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT!<br />there. done. =)<br /><br />one day...lemon ( the groom ) came to our church and there he met the angel of his life. and thus....came the man and after a sweet courtship...they finally got together!<br />and its so happy seeing them tying the knot and building a family together.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwFZ3ZDFTpI5Pw9luhIyGsn8O2UW1kgm51DAtQfMhb3pqVtMnrY0ZwSjIuMSax5JM7xPzGwYU80tvPcRLpyYZssMRtaZos5ad0e3trpB8xyqBFxfgAr06Pg64SJAlqERP4RhRAYUHv_A/s1600/163630_482211957038_534887038_6461810_439126_n.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwFZ3ZDFTpI5Pw9luhIyGsn8O2UW1kgm51DAtQfMhb3pqVtMnrY0ZwSjIuMSax5JM7xPzGwYU80tvPcRLpyYZssMRtaZos5ad0e3trpB8xyqBFxfgAr06Pg64SJAlqERP4RhRAYUHv_A/s400/163630_482211957038_534887038_6461810_439126_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564877869585900914" border="0" /></a>their wedding took place in marina island ( the hottest lepak-ing place in sitiawan currently!) its actually a private property owned by a developer..it really is a very beautiful place!oh...its also a reclaimed island and jetty as well to go to Pangkor Island. only 10mins to go there. form the old jetty in lumut u need like 25mins if i am not mistaken. so save lots of time! ok. cuti-cuti sitiawan commercial break is over. back to the wedding.<br /><br />they had a wedding ceremony the garden-open-air-style.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOQ_nGgglDH1XC4sSl5vnL_UXjtb84jm0F5KxGuA6wqoWwVCN1DkGJOXKjfgSDyMbTibY_4xCeIcSriJs55R2uiTi-fi4fL27N2yEtD4UjGFyphsaYAZ5Hf48jMBl9fhBTt69FvT6AEA/s1600/2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOQ_nGgglDH1XC4sSl5vnL_UXjtb84jm0F5KxGuA6wqoWwVCN1DkGJOXKjfgSDyMbTibY_4xCeIcSriJs55R2uiTi-fi4fL27N2yEtD4UjGFyphsaYAZ5Hf48jMBl9fhBTt69FvT6AEA/s400/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564996218335384626" border="0" /></a>lookie at the seaaaa! ahhhhhh~<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGhgvk0s1lKqzgOLvlvIrIrV47ks1Z99d3xBhLnFZ-3B_UVscMPPNY5zFOje1SPb90Qn0sA24w_XPrwKu_Jt1keLmTGi90Hp3kiiu98BlIlVj-jHmooIGHYI7s5uK8IsWypvFc4oWvfA/s1600/3.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGhgvk0s1lKqzgOLvlvIrIrV47ks1Z99d3xBhLnFZ-3B_UVscMPPNY5zFOje1SPb90Qn0sA24w_XPrwKu_Jt1keLmTGi90Hp3kiiu98BlIlVj-jHmooIGHYI7s5uK8IsWypvFc4oWvfA/s400/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564996772637357250" border="0" /></a><br />anyway..the wedding reception was also held at the same place..just beside where the wedding ceremony took place.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">anyway dats bout all the details..now its picture time! ^^<br />let the pictures do its magic!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWp7mtbxN74AtGHYqtKnqMj1j6RLlrPuGojxVmxcBWvKwYCs69HlCg0wrqqvMbK2t8hkMnQAJaQttrWrpWzA1Z1_0bFzJyE1pfYNdvMgWoO5Rcui9MKKLJNTuuRGfOq2qjcMEYOtNKfQ/s1600/1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWp7mtbxN74AtGHYqtKnqMj1j6RLlrPuGojxVmxcBWvKwYCs69HlCg0wrqqvMbK2t8hkMnQAJaQttrWrpWzA1Z1_0bFzJyE1pfYNdvMgWoO5Rcui9MKKLJNTuuRGfOq2qjcMEYOtNKfQ/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564997693052309634" border="0" /></a>me & huichin ( bride's sister ) and the door gift. =)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCwdTSG6u6MPwbJUQCWdpGw8ukuWMB7ZSN7ym_NRwOaoL_CxfG-l0RUKLlll0w9c4pDmNN3VdwLDJ1WcL_3QgpXpT-n6eJXkXKWUUzlfTVaIP8Fl_zBdcGzT9PyZU6eJgQTbKsPolx9A/s1600/IMG_2333.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCwdTSG6u6MPwbJUQCWdpGw8ukuWMB7ZSN7ym_NRwOaoL_CxfG-l0RUKLlll0w9c4pDmNN3VdwLDJ1WcL_3QgpXpT-n6eJXkXKWUUzlfTVaIP8Fl_zBdcGzT9PyZU6eJgQTbKsPolx9A/s400/IMG_2333.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565001726985040818" border="0" /></a>the 4 bridesmaids & the beautiful bride and uncle ( kenot c uncle here) before we march in! =)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCYrjkFTGcS0PRd1hR2p8XycYTL9dJve-phrIEpljKcHHbi554094sksKgJFln-NcdGYBM4vcWuIwDauCNIBHJCtwxc0lvJyh2_VlyrNRI4faLnLZSyWixarntqiuXz2jRXCG5YVOjmQ/s1600/167379_482218602038_534887038_6461953_4513268_n.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCYrjkFTGcS0PRd1hR2p8XycYTL9dJve-phrIEpljKcHHbi554094sksKgJFln-NcdGYBM4vcWuIwDauCNIBHJCtwxc0lvJyh2_VlyrNRI4faLnLZSyWixarntqiuXz2jRXCG5YVOjmQ/s400/167379_482218602038_534887038_6461953_4513268_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565003840732300834" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL-co0F3eO88VG-zPjyaLcv9ZSRzCiBfJDVN_baKc2owP8gNxkTaZBpwJ3yiGF1MoGSdWB3y3ZLTixijsEsO0zE8fenuWW01xIxf9_HBiEZiqXhSQAuzSEUAeLDvg07rPbPo56JZmXJQ/s1600/168487_482218692038_534887038_6461954_2003914_n.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL-co0F3eO88VG-zPjyaLcv9ZSRzCiBfJDVN_baKc2owP8gNxkTaZBpwJ3yiGF1MoGSdWB3y3ZLTixijsEsO0zE8fenuWW01xIxf9_HBiEZiqXhSQAuzSEUAeLDvg07rPbPo56JZmXJQ/s400/168487_482218692038_534887038_6461954_2003914_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565004138951912594" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW9f5oCDE1NMJVGTlLlZF5UbxOBWhNRH2jrjICHpsla9ENsJJmVaEUXwxNHJ6okzKTVNn49L0NmwxOEeHjZ8U2wOpxVRUduexvkM3L7064Fjued_S7bofhFW8hMV4bKZIbo5J13BQl9Q/s1600/IMG_2438.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW9f5oCDE1NMJVGTlLlZF5UbxOBWhNRH2jrjICHpsla9ENsJJmVaEUXwxNHJ6okzKTVNn49L0NmwxOEeHjZ8U2wOpxVRUduexvkM3L7064Fjued_S7bofhFW8hMV4bKZIbo5J13BQl9Q/s400/IMG_2438.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565005030029206194" border="0" /></a>the groomsmen, the perfect couple, the bridesmaids<br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqA2tCaRpLFmwLoIADUcBronglxIDrGyWDAszQh3c9ealDEK4dIbAMR0peJHAKLfkACyiVvTZs2nOhO-_PMaLc8SGo2H6kgRN0upRY-RIAlKka4sbKULvUawBJiWCXVVwA9WAopWBFSw/s1600/168171_10150164850244478_652359477_8497823_3747855_n.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqA2tCaRpLFmwLoIADUcBronglxIDrGyWDAszQh3c9ealDEK4dIbAMR0peJHAKLfkACyiVvTZs2nOhO-_PMaLc8SGo2H6kgRN0upRY-RIAlKka4sbKULvUawBJiWCXVVwA9WAopWBFSw/s400/168171_10150164850244478_652359477_8497823_3747855_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565006590060378034" border="0" /></a><br />bro, me, & sis with the couple.<br />this cute lil' girl is a relative of the bride n she super like to take pics! haha..i mean like super. sees a camera and she attacks it. haha. she will just stand into the crowd n smile! =p<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ01hln3_WRrp3ifIsZLFEfwktoFa2z8yEjLqKA1oe8DsoAEpYyOkJ9P6YdCU4Q7_DYyfj3U0mTLbwX0W7G8YF42Xoks1qCaCuJTjgRbf7PuACOsfQBorMO5aohclopaQVdDZk3m6xvw/s1600/167791_10150164849774478_652359477_8497810_3913476_n.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ01hln3_WRrp3ifIsZLFEfwktoFa2z8yEjLqKA1oe8DsoAEpYyOkJ9P6YdCU4Q7_DYyfj3U0mTLbwX0W7G8YF42Xoks1qCaCuJTjgRbf7PuACOsfQBorMO5aohclopaQVdDZk3m6xvw/s400/167791_10150164849774478_652359477_8497810_3913476_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565008203065689282" border="0" /></a>these r the people i grew up with! my dearest bro & sis in Christ! =)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCcCS6yloIW2bd3TNKFxi29eQW3nrKUc_0M08xkggkx56IlSmhKFD65EhDIRhGjWfg_rWSbwmvoQpRfa7AAYdPgfwepDgVEYtIVWO5HWQyU1xsYDQBOPX7oYeYoaYWNH0apqBevGVsIg/s1600/IMG_2385.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCcCS6yloIW2bd3TNKFxi29eQW3nrKUc_0M08xkggkx56IlSmhKFD65EhDIRhGjWfg_rWSbwmvoQpRfa7AAYdPgfwepDgVEYtIVWO5HWQyU1xsYDQBOPX7oYeYoaYWNH0apqBevGVsIg/s400/IMG_2385.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565010277441018018" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIhjFrsT7iAYaln7fs83p3HcM4aMZfXjoUnkGoYeTEFJ6ONpP1BQsIiU1FR5de_EuRL5sOYr5BHqxHY9ItNp27JiqfPfFjjNLg2uT0b_rM20UQahiK2nGsA93ccj22BIB6cn_x7M-4RQ/s1600/165671_482217362038_534887038_6461920_8271712_n.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIhjFrsT7iAYaln7fs83p3HcM4aMZfXjoUnkGoYeTEFJ6ONpP1BQsIiU1FR5de_EuRL5sOYr5BHqxHY9ItNp27JiqfPfFjjNLg2uT0b_rM20UQahiK2nGsA93ccj22BIB6cn_x7M-4RQ/s400/165671_482217362038_534887038_6461920_8271712_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565008580802926690" border="0" /></a> me & dear sis! ^^<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijRY9asaYcoyJAqO91HMRfviH6GEj2Ks1Wbi2RRrgv1zirKCSws_9zkDUNBrfMCBaUIqUf8FvD-NlioN86AnmwsCzYj4YkmVuJbbnT3B9vAAOf-fNNyscyFsFJ2c2svEytAh7kVwXNHQ/s1600/168171_10150164850249478_652359477_8497824_2404257_n.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijRY9asaYcoyJAqO91HMRfviH6GEj2Ks1Wbi2RRrgv1zirKCSws_9zkDUNBrfMCBaUIqUf8FvD-NlioN86AnmwsCzYj4YkmVuJbbnT3B9vAAOf-fNNyscyFsFJ2c2svEytAh7kVwXNHQ/s400/168171_10150164850249478_652359477_8497824_2404257_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565009219743174306" border="0" /></a>hangway & myself. i cant believe that my head is actually bigger than his. T.T<br /><br />now imma tell u the story of how i got to be a bridesmaid. yeah. there's a story to it. haha. initially i was not a bridesmaid. another girl was supposed to have the honour of it..but on the morning of the day of the wedding..her car was hijacked. =( so she could make it back thus..i was the substitute to her....its very unfortunate of how i actually became the bridesmaid..but i am more than happy to be one.=) not that i wish the girl to be hijacked but u know what i mean. btw its my very first time as a bridesmaid! so yes..i am happy. =)<br /><br />and last but not least....<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd_jovanSAVCoCfj-YpG5ko67uoN5WHuxebbe2i-NkhRrAJIuwTPA6E7d7Wira6xBrHQF1bkRqeLDOiP1tE0bHjP6mi4El1PoIMLB7xfLVwIvb-CK1weZ4jdoxLpEmq0bheCx1jOiAdA/s1600/167720_482218817038_534887038_6461956_3946056_n.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd_jovanSAVCoCfj-YpG5ko67uoN5WHuxebbe2i-NkhRrAJIuwTPA6E7d7Wira6xBrHQF1bkRqeLDOiP1tE0bHjP6mi4El1PoIMLB7xfLVwIvb-CK1weZ4jdoxLpEmq0bheCx1jOiAdA/s400/167720_482218817038_534887038_6461956_3946056_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565012886247485954" border="0" /></a>me & the beautiful bride! =)<br /><br />i pray that this blessed day will be the start for a blissful marriage for lemon & huiteen!<br /><br />i know the pics looked great right? im not saying i look pretty or what k ( eventhough i think i looked really great haha but hey! everybody looked great on that day! ^^ ) the pics does not tell the whole picture of the day..lol. we were all sweaty and roasted because dear Mr Sun was so mean to us that day! but its not raining..so i think sunny day is better than rainy day! but all pics turn out really nice..so i think its all well worth! hiak hiak hiak.<br /><br />p/s : next blogpost will be my bangkok trip! i finally got the pics! teehee~<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br />till then.....<br /><br />xoxo,<br /><br />von<br /></div></div>yvonnelinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01921890660237716505noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5224748783526256937.post-40680340707016321582011-01-11T00:08:00.000-08:002011-01-11T00:23:48.666-08:00sawadika....i just got back from bangkok like 2 days ago and i am finding myself missing bangkok so much!<br /><br />i love their food..tomyum..tonyum kung...the fruits stalls where u can get fruits like anytime anywhere..fruit juices..coconut...and most importantly platinum mall where my sis and i went crazy shopping there. like O.M.GOSH! i have never shop till so crazy before..seriously. im really happy with what i bought but i am also regretting something. regretting not buying more. hahaha! sigh. i will definitely go back bangkok! precisely platinum mall. *cough* anyway this is just a short post because my bangkok pics r with my sis...i will blog a proper blog when i got the pics!<br />again.....I HEART BANGKOK! =P<br /><br />in the mean time..i need to really pamper myself more. because i discovered that i have like gazillions of white heads and black heads on my face. sad. and i have like lotsa pimples. even worse. lotsa scars....*emo* so i really need to start taking care of my skin lah..if not....i dun think i will ever forgive myself for not taking care of my once oh-so-smooth skin. haiz. i wish i can turn back time. why....WHY does human only learn from their mistake...why cant we foresee things and learn not to take things for granted? okla...whats done is done. no use crying over spilled milk. i see others with worse skin and i should be thankful liao for my skin..n start caring it liao! *determined*<br /><br />ohh...my friend is getting married this saturday! and i am sooo excited! =) so gotta make sure no giant zits have chance to spring on my face! teehee~<br /><br />im off to do a mask! =p<br /><br />have a great day peeps!<br /><br />xoxo,<br />vonyvonnelinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01921890660237716505noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5224748783526256937.post-66831459375992396732011-01-01T22:57:00.000-08:002011-01-02T21:54:32.177-08:00daddy cool like no one!<span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY DADDY DEAREST!</span></span><br /><br />i would like to dedicate this post to my daddy! =)<br /><br />my dad is a Jan 1st baby!<br />well..technically. its not really his birthday. to cut long story short..my grandpa did not know the importance of registering children and he was also too busy working outstation when my dad was born..hence...he registered him months later and put Jan 1st as his birth date. =='''<br />so my dad has been celebrating his birthday on Jan 1st la since we started celebrating them. haha!<br /><br />back then when we,my siblings and i were still young..we did not celebrate our parents birthdays in the princess or prince style la.. this may partly be due the reason that my parents themselves dun celebrate their birthday! how sad. i know. but! i remembered that we celebrated more of Mother's day as well as Father's day as compared to their birthdays! *sigh* depressing i know. hey! at least we celebrated them for all their love for us! that will do for it! =) we used to like cycle out ( the three of us ) to the nearest bakery and buy a cream cake which was such a luxury to us back then because we would have to save our money for the cake which cost us like rm 10? but i will always remember how happy we all were cutting the cake and eating it..such innocent joy! =)<br /><br />oh..and i remembered how we used to miss our daddy's birthday for few years because all 3 of us were at out church youth's camp. so eventhough we were not physically there to celebrate his birthday we would always call back home when the clock strikes 12 and wish him happy birthday! i can hear my dad was really happy but being the man of the house...must control macho! haha..so he would ask us all not to waste money on the phone because we would be back the next day. fyi, my daddy is so not a telephone or handphone fella cuz he is a strong believer that handphones are nothing but a waste of money cuz the call rates are expensive. ==''' he prefers real face-to-face communication. haha!<br /><br />my dad is smart but annoyingly but cute.<br />whenever his birthday comes...he knows that we would buy him a cake. like who celebrates a birthday without a birthday cake right? lol. so whenever we are going out to buy his birthday cake he would know. he is smart. then....he would flag us down before we have the chance to reverse the car and then he would tell us directly "noned to buy cake for me. i dowan to eat!"<br />LOL.<br /><br />can u guys pls tell me if your dad does this?<br /><br />nevertheless...despite him asking us not to buy a cake..how can we not buy one cake for our daddy dearest?=)<br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />we love you daddy.<br />thank you for being such a cute daddy.<br />thank you for being such a naggy daddy.<br />thank you for being the BEST daddy in the world!<br />thank you for loving us.<br />happy birthday!</span><br /><br />imma end this post with a pic of my cute daddy! =p<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLTo0CXvCeXpIkMOF4WaAyh4-DFVONtZHewJ49WAUR0OMvLRgAhYsl-5kPeZBYp6G2uf8ykjAc5VRLVNL2lGc9JbeimKxSdD49OgSVCWYqSOdla2Pe8AXeRlS7Vb1wHfx_DMUar3p-sw/s1600/25522_375305744477_652359477_5069225_2968211_n.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLTo0CXvCeXpIkMOF4WaAyh4-DFVONtZHewJ49WAUR0OMvLRgAhYsl-5kPeZBYp6G2uf8ykjAc5VRLVNL2lGc9JbeimKxSdD49OgSVCWYqSOdla2Pe8AXeRlS7Vb1wHfx_DMUar3p-sw/s400/25522_375305744477_652359477_5069225_2968211_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557833510113197682" border="0" /></a><br />cute pose eh?<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br />xoxo,<br />von<br /></div></div>yvonnelinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01921890660237716505noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5224748783526256937.post-78011030357596154982010-12-31T02:50:00.000-08:002010-12-31T03:23:52.664-08:00same old resolutions!i cant believed that 2010 is coming to an end! *gasp*<br />it zoomed and vroomed passed me so fast that i think F1 driver also dont know the definition of "speed" anymore.<br />haiz.<br /><br />as i look back..i am reminded of how many failures that i had under my belt throughout the years that left me in tears and disappointment. nevertheless...we cant always view things as the way it is...peeling off the layers of sadness of every incident or as i would like to call them shitty stuffs..i find them contributing to the current me. in a good way of cuz. muahaha..self absorbing again. =p<br /><br />its so cliche i know to say that behind every incident there is so many good things bout it yadayadayada...but these words...they are so true!<br />many have commented how i have changed in this year. *shy* and with my current age.it would be seriously odd if i have not grown an inch of maturity! =p i am proud to say that i am 22 ! haha!<br /><br />but those shitty incidents...i shall never forget the lesson learnt! =(<br /><br />but of cuz..there is also the other side of a coin.<br />much failures but much blessings and success too!<br />for example....i manage to gain and lost weight like a balloon.<br />or when i get the results that i dare not dream about! thank God for this!=)<br />or like when i won 2 tickets to the MTV Asia award by clicking onto their website. damn lucky! haha.<br />and many many others la! cant remember them.<br />haha...i have lousy memory. i know. old already what to do. haiz.<br /><br />well...going to what people call resolutions ( because they can never find a solution to those resolution! )..my resolutions remained the same as the previous! haha.<br /><br />let me just name a few :<br /><br />1 ) To root myself in God"s word & have stronger foundation in God!<br />well...need i say more? When you honour God in the things that you do..God will honour u in return! Amen!<br /><br /><br />2 ) to be a hardworking women!<br />haiz...i hate this phrase " there is no such thing called an ugly women..there is only lazy women." SEE....give ppl stress only..haha! fyi,this is a chinese idioms. i have to admit that as much as i love to dress up n all..i am like the laziest girl that u wont believed it too when i tell u that i dun wash my afce regularly. i can go on without washing my face for like 3 days? haha...or that even when i wash face..i may not necessarily do the follow up steps such as moisturizing and toning them...or etc...or that i dun like to apply lotion on my body because i find it too troublesome. HAHA! oh..just remembered...i bought a bottle of body lotion earlier this year...n its like still 97% full! =p<br />yes. i am that lazy! haha! so i dowana be a lazy women no more! i wana be a hardworking one! muahahahahah...!<br /><br /><br />3 ) to lose weight. =='''<br />i think this is like on every girl's list. haha! like how can you not include this right? right? okla...let me be more realistic this time. i wana target my thigh area. they are like HUGE!T.T<br /> though i know..its almost impossible..nevermind la...let me syiok syiok la...ok? haha! =p hey! stop imagining how my thigh looks like now! *hard stare*<br /><br />4 ) too lazy to think liao. haha! shall add on to it when i figure it out. =p<br /><br />have a great New Year peeps!<br />A Great start to another Great year ahead!<br />let us all kiss 2010 goodbye and welcome 2011 with a new spirit!<br />and dont forget to Thank God for His Grace and Mercy and also His faithfulness to us that brings us through 2010!<br />God bless!<br /><br /><br />xoxo,<br />vonyvonnelinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01921890660237716505noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5224748783526256937.post-66704231163503098322010-12-28T00:01:00.000-08:002010-12-28T00:53:09.755-08:00reasons to blogi am "eat-full-nothing-better-to-do" mood now..so imma just makea quick update to kill my time! haha. life at home is good but when nobody is around. time passes by really slow............................T.T<br /><br />okie dokie! so here goes my reasons to blog!<br /><br />1) sense of POWER! *muahahha*<br />i need somewhere where i am in charge of is. like im the ladyboss! *happy* can crap whatever i want to! well..i know i am too much of a talker to some people..so instead of bugging ppl all the time to talk to me..or listen to in ( in most cases! =p ) well,why not put my thoughts and feelings into words. it sometimes feels so good because i think im doing myself and others a major favour. haha! me, because i get to expressed myself with full freedom! and i save others from any torment they may have to go through because i can be a very naggy person. =p<br /><br />2) SHARING is caring! *lame.i know.*<br />i figure that since i will be going to aussie real soon * keeping my fingers crossed n hopes that everything goes smooth! God bless me!* i find that keeping a blog may be good for some ppl who might miss me! *cough* not trying to say that many ppl are interested in what i do with my life but i feel keeping a blog might be good that i ppl can see me! and be reminded of me! =) going abroad will be a great experience and there will be lotsa interesting things that i wana share with others..so having blog means i can blog bout them..and ppl come, read and they noned to ask me again right? den i dun have to repeat myself so many times. ooh..suddenly feel so clever. *pats myself on back!* haha! =p<br /><br />3 ) for ME! =)<br />i am a strong believer that when you are having the mood of an angry lion or feeling as blue-est as u can due to a major PMS or watever other extreme moods or feelings...u say things that u will definitely regret ltr on! which yours truly is majorly guilty of..*sigh*<br />i am bad tempered. i know. and my tears flow like the Nigeria Falls when my crying button is hit! so i know this makes me looks like an angry + irrational +childish person. but im learning to grow up and keep praying that one day..i will be able to have more self control over myself. so i believe this blog of mine could be a great place for me to sit down and reflect on myself when times like this come. to just sit..and think...and blog whats in my heart! its not called "tete-a-tete" for no reason. fyi, tete-a-tete means to talk heart to heart! =)<br /><br />4) the utmost license to CAMWHORE! *clicksclicks*<br />i love photography! or rather i love to take pics of myself.me. and i! =p haha! *camwhores* i just love taking pics although sadly...i am not veyr photogenic but those pics serve as a remembrance of what i did,where.and when. =) and camwhoring is like sooo allowed when you have a blog! =p dun believe me..go see out of 10 women bloggers..which one does not post pics of themselves ha? *shifty eyes* so..yeah..imma get the license to camwhore more and post them up without feeling weird unless some of you comments that you wana vomit seeing my pics which i pray not to happen and if it really happens i will just say "like i care" because its my blog and if you happen to see me and vomit..consider that is a good act on my side to help ur indigestion problem! HAHA! =p<br /><br /><br />to end my post for today with.......<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br />this<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-BOBJKIFLewk5-Zw9iTNXUI4mdUcH1sHmHsDhqn86qeLdhXm7KN_MIOqloNcC9pS_99QEmZoz1OWCOP-zKqeV7uokbVwppEfqIFZoaJZcx4dv5cKbTyjAPYhBJgedilN2ytsT7dvxag/s1600/DSC04426.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-BOBJKIFLewk5-Zw9iTNXUI4mdUcH1sHmHsDhqn86qeLdhXm7KN_MIOqloNcC9pS_99QEmZoz1OWCOP-zKqeV7uokbVwppEfqIFZoaJZcx4dv5cKbTyjAPYhBJgedilN2ytsT7dvxag/s400/DSC04426.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555648288615726434" border="0" /></a><br />and this<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT86eb657KbTxJMOO5A7fKRdxUesZJf6dHf4A8SQtVnWynTjI4t26YPGXXgm5PvnbYJkswhh3gZGUFspLYOQo8kWGiS_pTvO6tREa2MBJAvjzOhvbsJK6T-q1Z30VS8vnYqNZS2amrVA/s1600/P1030338.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT86eb657KbTxJMOO5A7fKRdxUesZJf6dHf4A8SQtVnWynTjI4t26YPGXXgm5PvnbYJkswhh3gZGUFspLYOQo8kWGiS_pTvO6tREa2MBJAvjzOhvbsJK6T-q1Z30VS8vnYqNZS2amrVA/s400/P1030338.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555651941117944562" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">and this too<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCKG9m4NrzwMrX0OHZSnvVeAlA-uuL5FobW49S4q1zeaMx7HGIPC9a4U9W9Za82cUajvWesSgGlRVwNZbTJoFG_lwVj-VSJ4Qf0PYWNMbfoYTnuHGNdiDyjUIG2HMXtLeILefd7oFXMg/s1600/DSC05026.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCKG9m4NrzwMrX0OHZSnvVeAlA-uuL5FobW49S4q1zeaMx7HGIPC9a4U9W9Za82cUajvWesSgGlRVwNZbTJoFG_lwVj-VSJ4Qf0PYWNMbfoYTnuHGNdiDyjUIG2HMXtLeILefd7oFXMg/s400/DSC05026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555650311420425458" border="0" /></a><br />I AM SO IN LOVE WITH THIS NEW LICENSE! * skip & do chicken dance*<br /> even happier than when i first got my driving licence. =='''<br /> im vain.but not shallow. =p<br /><br /></div>okla. i think dats enough of vomiting already. dowan to torture u all samo la! see..im quite a considerate person right? *im swt-ing against myself and amazed at my own thick-face-ness! lmao*<br /><br />tata! have a great day everyone! God bless! =)<br /><br />xoxo,<br />vonyvonnelinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01921890660237716505noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5224748783526256937.post-75478149397085668602010-12-27T07:45:00.000-08:002010-12-29T01:55:18.024-08:00cry babyi cried.<br />call me cry baby or whatsoever name u like.<br />but<br />i cried not because i WANT to<br />i cried not because i LIKE to<br />i cried not because i NEED to<br />but<br />i cried because those damn tears flows cannot be controlled.<br /><br />if only i have better self-control over my own conscience,feelings and emotions.<br /><br />tears are signs of my anger.<br />tears are signs of my disappointment.<br />tears are signs of my immaturity.<br />tears are signs of my foolishness.<br />tears are signs of my guilt.<br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><br />tears are nothing but signs of my weaknesses.</span><br /><br />no human being is perfect. only GOD.<br /><br />p/s : in case you are wondering..i am a human. with feelings. thanks.yvonnelinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01921890660237716505noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5224748783526256937.post-62247323164468843402010-12-23T20:30:00.000-08:002010-12-23T21:18:44.508-08:00blessed Christmas!Oh...HOLY NIGHT! =)<br /><br />its Christmas eve!<br />cant believe how time flies...its the last celebration of the year and i have been waiting for Christmas to arrive. =)<br /><br />Christmas always come bringing peace, love and joy!<br />every year during Christmas, i feel so happy!<br /><br />i remember how we ( my friends & i ) were always so crazy busy during the whole month of december. we would all be so busy preparing for Christmas.<br /><br />you have the carol practice, choir practice, den we have drama at times..or dances or even both dance n drama..so many things to do that we practically spent our holidays at church going from early morning ( as early as 8am to practice our things! *gasp* i am amazed at myself. currently my "standart" wake up time is 12.30pm. lol. ) we would usually be back home in the late noon or evening.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0QqXr9Ep1ysbYEuXoi1jF6H0OW4QOiuL1l8oWq7U39DrUtW2CiJ4eE8131zZBk5pTs32XyjUGpzoSU2M-_YI7ZgcTUmP2A_0m2vZ1e4GOioXe-2qoWA8roBW7Y0ATH0WTMcHHsJb1Lg/s1600/24122008132.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0QqXr9Ep1ysbYEuXoi1jF6H0OW4QOiuL1l8oWq7U39DrUtW2CiJ4eE8131zZBk5pTs32XyjUGpzoSU2M-_YI7ZgcTUmP2A_0m2vZ1e4GOioXe-2qoWA8roBW7Y0ATH0WTMcHHsJb1Lg/s400/24122008132.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554108069380234978" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijiSi7MU3LQqG9BIUMd2CLBQoFFjswFIq8ljxJ2Rt8mJOsuK2dmS6NmHXn8nUeaArIfAEgYqt-57v6XTSef-e6BVubcR8a0-Jvs74qn77fCqwYYSGI4Eh4ZF0wzO4GLE3ox9pNTe5P2A/s1600/guitarist+4+xmas%2521%255E%255E.JPG"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijiSi7MU3LQqG9BIUMd2CLBQoFFjswFIq8ljxJ2Rt8mJOsuK2dmS6NmHXn8nUeaArIfAEgYqt-57v6XTSef-e6BVubcR8a0-Jvs74qn77fCqwYYSGI4Eh4ZF0wzO4GLE3ox9pNTe5P2A/s400/guitarist+4+xmas%2521%255E%255E.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554112292953263986" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />back in the days when were were on carol ( 2008) ! * sings carol*<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />ur eyes are fine. i was seriously a guitarist back then. for once. haha! =p it was super hard cuz my fingers were so much in pain but it was still great!this pic is like sooo 2006. =p<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />i remember how my mum used to tease us by saying " oh...u guys are back..i thought that you guys will be staying overnight in church!".<br />well..i am thankful that my parents were so supportive of us and we were all really happy to serve the Lord! =)<br />i believed each and everyone of us served with a joyful heart! ahhh..those were the days...=)<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiisBKQAFal0NmPukg11Ro-0llnLZt53tTHVF5EcthG7jvk5_S5ckj-o62CMNxZEINzQQZXq3qyUTpwjDTTHxdRbMZSr7kRNamQ0crkx1a5X01d0TrtVvpO40rjt2fUmH7D9aKVZyKRLw/s1600/P1000703.JPG"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiisBKQAFal0NmPukg11Ro-0llnLZt53tTHVF5EcthG7jvk5_S5ckj-o62CMNxZEINzQQZXq3qyUTpwjDTTHxdRbMZSr7kRNamQ0crkx1a5X01d0TrtVvpO40rjt2fUmH7D9aKVZyKRLw/s400/P1000703.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554109654029290178" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Family pic! 2009<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />as i see myself grow older and getting less involved with the church Christmas programme..it saddens me at times. that i could not serve the way i wanted to. yes. maybe this is my own selfish choice for deceiving myself that i am "too old" to be involved or that i am no longer part of the youth fellowship or that there are younger generations taking over what we used to do...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYl1whsvKAsflDSCp_mEI6e23cLIghiKV-RKt-DCMnlsJfw5ZA4Ne1Fx9EKPhyphenhyphenbuzx1fPw9cu9u4tsFs29GHeqAggISLQV17v3qw6v676o-3YT3dZXSJiMJ2s9Ez6cCJTxskCUXcec4w/s1600/P1000692.JPG"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYl1whsvKAsflDSCp_mEI6e23cLIghiKV-RKt-DCMnlsJfw5ZA4Ne1Fx9EKPhyphenhyphenbuzx1fPw9cu9u4tsFs29GHeqAggISLQV17v3qw6v676o-3YT3dZXSJiMJ2s9Ez6cCJTxskCUXcec4w/s400/P1000692.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554108861446322482" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />our generation( there were more but not in this pic! )! lol. i make us sound so old. 2009<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />nevertheless, Christmas means so much more to me than Santa ( im scared of seeing santa. seriously. might be due to some childhood trauma. lol. ) , presents,ohhh..who doesnt like presents..but those r not all! and Christmas trees! they r beuuuuuatiful! i go like "awwww" when i see a pretty christmas trees! haha! speaking of which...i saw like the real Christmas trees in Ikea the other day when i was visiting KL. after 22 years!*shed tears of joy* or the Mistletoe!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2LuXSrhm4J85SaPToFLjYRLqnCr9dzc0syZcAc-2Qn_-BdFVfJdoM21tiVpOhUrlwW0s8llyB2kk96iBlQ9VrDfZvSTGllWgWtcEbmIJrYH9qfJZVlNPXC3ZlbQnJjlGHhFUbaBR0IQ/s1600/P1040641.JPG"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2LuXSrhm4J85SaPToFLjYRLqnCr9dzc0syZcAc-2Qn_-BdFVfJdoM21tiVpOhUrlwW0s8llyB2kk96iBlQ9VrDfZvSTGllWgWtcEbmIJrYH9qfJZVlNPXC3ZlbQnJjlGHhFUbaBR0IQ/s400/P1040641.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554111782417858962" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />PINK Christmas tree in Sentosa, singapore 2010.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Christmas means love. joy. peace. family. friends. and most of all...<span style="font-size:130%;">Jesus!</span> =)<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrl2Zvw67lVp67nxalJS6HYXEUO9vr-AvQctXswbZ6IyrVEa6vNVumTkuKSBo-srXvHeFKKDnwDp7iYP2n5KNQzMQImReLaAlRHDYF1SyiDrIg_WHQa_UtuGo0Grr9fjGgCT2I9XM8rw/s1600/P1000753.JPG"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrl2Zvw67lVp67nxalJS6HYXEUO9vr-AvQctXswbZ6IyrVEa6vNVumTkuKSBo-srXvHeFKKDnwDp7iYP2n5KNQzMQImReLaAlRHDYF1SyiDrIg_WHQa_UtuGo0Grr9fjGgCT2I9XM8rw/s400/P1000753.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554111000935677426" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Blessed Christmas everyone</span></span>! from 2 lost reindeer. =='''<br /><br />*hugs & kisses*<br /><br />yvonneyvonnelinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01921890660237716505noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5224748783526256937.post-75193684971069599472010-12-19T10:00:00.000-08:002010-12-19T10:20:48.498-08:00desperatedesperate is not yours sincerely.<br /><br />desperate are those lil' cute pieces of clothes and dresses in my closet.<br />*sigh*<br />they are all screaming out to be me wear them! =(<br /><br />as i sit alone tonight pondering what has become of my life.<br />i kinda realized that they were kinda dull & boring. at least they are now in this small little hometown of mine where ppl seems to pass comments that may not always be pleasing to the ears when they see a young lady dressing up. =='''<br /><br />by dressing up here is to go our in something that spells fashion. as though i am fashionable but at least i ahve my own sense of dressing well, people say as long as you are happy that should do it.*shifty eyes*<br /><br />i feel depressed thinking how i used to be able to go out & most of all get to dress up. putting make up on does not seemed to be a problem back during my days in penang. going out with your hair done..heels & a nice dress seems normal! *gasp*<br /><br />but here..in sitiawan...going out dressing up like that to the most high end supermarket ( Giant. yes. u heard me right ) that would not only look crazy..that would sound crazy! :O<br /><br />i think my clothes are crying with me too!<br /><br />just the other day..i wore something which i would not call nice or even pretty cuz i think they look pretty normal...a tank top with a leggings to go out shopping for groceries with my parents & my mum asked " why are you wearing so nice out? you are in Sitiawan." well..need i say more? haha...<br /><br />dun get me wrong...i love my hometown. i love having times when you can go in and out of your house in your most worn out top or like floral shorts that makes it all so homely for u when you put them on because u have had them with you since like 15?<br />having no fear that some babes will judge u as a kampung girl or what but really...sometimes i would appreciate having the right place and right reason to dress up!<br /><br />will my dear Sitiawan even make a step forward to fashion? hmmm....*thiking pose*<br /><br />arrrghhhh.....okla..i admit...im desperate to go out & having the license to dress up! humph!<br />i think im officially kinda crazy! fashionably that is.<br /><br />well..thats what happens to one when you have awful lotsa time to sit down & reflect bout your life!<br /><br />maybe i should spend more time thinking something less bimbotic. haha! =p<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTz5xkR6tyx341311tj70hjSz3r2shKRZuXMADW-YBCaJiqOUMYEk_7sTvCxC3KoOFkgar2PYpRjYZ3IAPKnfXs-kkkxF7U60T5dYgciJOlCr4Pjz26scLpovFTTVu6yNnpoj8J8d82Q/s1600/IMG_4500.JPG"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTz5xkR6tyx341311tj70hjSz3r2shKRZuXMADW-YBCaJiqOUMYEk_7sTvCxC3KoOFkgar2PYpRjYZ3IAPKnfXs-kkkxF7U60T5dYgciJOlCr4Pjz26scLpovFTTVu6yNnpoj8J8d82Q/s400/IMG_4500.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552459689304441282" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />totally not related. just feel like posting a huge ass pic of me camwhoring! haha! =p<br /><br />xoxo,<br />yvonneyvonnelinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01921890660237716505noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5224748783526256937.post-37996302767763240422010-12-13T21:30:00.000-08:002010-12-16T08:39:18.440-08:00found when losthumans always take things for granted. as least in yvonneling's case.
<br />i always take things for granted. just because those things are always available for me.
<br />or some angels will be helping me to it...
<br />or some angels will be helping me to solve my problems...
<br />or some angels will be helping me to find the answers to my questions though some maybe really stewpid questions. ( but i disgress..i hold on to the saying that goes no question is bad question! haha! *bluek* )
<br />or somehow...it will be done.
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<br />be it that i asked others to help me..or some ppl are born with this great big heart that they r willing to help u with just bout anything! *counting her blessings*
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<br />like the bible says " ask and you will be given...."
<br />so jst ask around sure got ppl will help u wan! ( it seems the chio-er u r..the easier it will be done. or if u have a good PR skills la. or u r damn good in begging others for help! =p )
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<br />thus..due to this..
<br />i always take things for granted. because i always manage to find some good Samaritans to help me all the time! *sobs<<<tears of="" god="" bless="" these="" great="" ppl="" abundantly="" for="" their="">tears of joy!
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<br />let me give a list of those critical times :
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<br />- whenever my stewpididiotic laptop gives me problem & they r ALWAYS, really like always hapening like 3 days or so from the due date of my assignment. okla. i know its my fault for procrastinating my assignements to the very last minute..but..who doesnt right? haha! *pushing the ball to everyone*
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<br />-when i duno aniting bout car, whats wrong with car n whats with the button and all like i only discover the almighty smoking thingy( see i duno the name of that compartment! )
<br /> can actually be used to plug in your phone charger & your thumbdrive player this year when my bro & sis started using them! *enlightment*
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<br />-when i duno anything bout phone like how to send mms or where is the camera button *camwhores*
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<br />-when i duno where & how to find that particular thing from the internet. i am always asking ppl where to find this la...or give example my latest attempt to download the most important forms for my uni's hostel thingy..i tried. n actually downloaded the wrong thing. =( so i had to ask the thing from my friend. after spending hours to figure out how to download it. haiz.
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<br />-when i need to c doc. you see..the problem with me is that..i duno that i am sick. HAHA! isnt this like the funniest thing ever. like seriously...i duno that i am having fever untill my friends or my parents tell me bout it when i complain bout feeling unwell. flu i know la. cuz got flu mah! but fever...its tricky. cuz i always got confused as to whether i am having fever or just headache. ok u can stop being amazed at my super power of not being able to know when i am not sick, sick or really sick. HAHA! =p
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<br />-when i duno what war is going on between who and what causes the war to broke out. i seriosuly duno or maybe dun care..cuz i find all thses things evil. they r cruel. people starved,orphaned,killed,tortured etc etc. its depressing to read them but once in a while...i do ask around just to be updated. or maybe increase my knowledge on geography. this could also be the reason why i fail at war n all cuz my geography sucks. *shy*
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<br />-when i duno bout politics. </tears>i kinda hate hearing or knowing bout politics cuz they make u take sides. they make u judge people. they make u see the ugly truth or reality of politics and all. okla.i dowana go that far. like i said i just dun like politics but again...at times..i would force myself to understand what's going so that i know what is going on. haha! =p
<br /><tears of="" god="" bless="" these="" great="" ppl="" abundantly="" for="" their="">
<br /></tears>-when i cant find where the toilet is . obviously this happens in the shopping malls ! lol. i am that kinda person who always feel like i wana go toilet. sometimes..i feel like...kenot. my bladder will burst if i dun go...den when i go..its like a rat's amout of pee. ==''' this is what we call think too much. or just a bad sense of peeing?
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<br /><tears of="" god="" bless="" these="" great="" ppl="" abundantly="" for="" their="">-when i am surviving on jacob biscuits in my hostel. i am a person who will not and wont climb all the way down my room in my hostel which is located on the 3rd floor all the way down to buy me some food if i am feeling lazy. if im hungry n i dun feel like going out..i will just munch whatever that is in my foodie cupboard and the worse case of all would be jacob biscuits. so yea..i rather eat biscuits maybe to make it more luxurious i will make myself a cup of milo n dats it. one meal. so i am very very dependent on some angels to send me food. haha! =p
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<br />-when i emo. emo noned to explain. u get what i wana say. when u feel sad & depressed u just want some ppl to be there to listen to you whining and pouring your heart out.
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<br />-when i am deprived of entertainment. very important. i sometimes feel that i dun have much friend. well i shall keep that for another blog post. neway..i have been really blessed that most of the time when i ask ppl out..they do come out! wheee~ deprived of entertainment will make yvonne a bitter girl! =p
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<br />okla..enough of examples..u get what i mean. i know..i know..i make myself sound so bimbotic n all..for not knowing bout most things. T___T
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<br />so my point is..there has always been so many people who have been so important in my life. sometimes..i forgot how lucky i am. i take them for granted. i do not see how important these people are in my life. i cry over other people who hurt my feelings but i never take time to see the great people around me. those who not only laugh with me..but also cried with me.
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<br />i am reflecting on myself very much lately...i want to improve myself. i dont want others to say that i take things for granted. most of all...i dowana find myself crying over regretting to appreciate all these lovely people who have always been there for me whenever i needed them.
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<br /> i dont want to find them only when i am lost.
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<br />or missing somebody so much that it breaks my heart that they cannot be available with just one sms or one call.
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<br />things will definitely not be the same.
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<br /></tears>yvonnelinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01921890660237716505noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5224748783526256937.post-90081749299779135482010-12-11T08:09:00.000-08:002010-12-11T08:23:20.869-08:0012.12.2010<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj80U1p0LQkyyhh6GNoGL9Ttsus28tlbSNU6UsUTNg99Ow64rgjMwRzYbQE2SsKLRfTj9te1QwjU3HThvY8kqvXFCQ3twcXWdgduSL94CA1Z0hJwKwJH58QJfvetUQT3ZjTLSrS3adgUg/s1600/stock-photo-homemade-cupcakes-in-a-heart-shape-with-love-cookie-23608111.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj80U1p0LQkyyhh6GNoGL9Ttsus28tlbSNU6UsUTNg99Ow64rgjMwRzYbQE2SsKLRfTj9te1QwjU3HThvY8kqvXFCQ3twcXWdgduSL94CA1Z0hJwKwJH58QJfvetUQT3ZjTLSrS3adgUg/s400/stock-photo-homemade-cupcakes-in-a-heart-shape-with-love-cookie-23608111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549460561281017922" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><br />happy blessed birthday to you-know-who-you-are!<br />may you be richly </span><span style="font-size:180%;">blessed in your life.<br />thank you for being such a big part of my life.<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL23pmlAr-Gxm0X-fwoRW9wDMa0RRIJSOPpjSJJKcFI5umzTyT2d6xOr_FE_Rdkaev3XO4EA2oEsfY8ohaNQJMnYY3hFk8Zi5BzAFZX_BNURcTZrxfr1bSU-yR_u8iZdjXcjDmcbhwYg/s1600/0820.anime_2D00_cup_2D00_cakes_2D00_1.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL23pmlAr-Gxm0X-fwoRW9wDMa0RRIJSOPpjSJJKcFI5umzTyT2d6xOr_FE_Rdkaev3XO4EA2oEsfY8ohaNQJMnYY3hFk8Zi5BzAFZX_BNURcTZrxfr1bSU-yR_u8iZdjXcjDmcbhwYg/s400/0820.anime_2D00_cup_2D00_cakes_2D00_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549460718147044818" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><br /></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />p/s : i owe u some cup cakes okie? =pyvonnelinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01921890660237716505noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5224748783526256937.post-57567438505219752552010-12-07T21:57:00.000-08:002010-12-07T22:02:42.086-08:00its mentalits mental!<br />very very berry mental!<br />christmas is just around the corner. well dats the good part.<br />the bad part or the mental part is...my house is as messy as a pig sty! muffin!<br />so i must turn off my piggie mode and change it to a cow mode. gotta start working.<br />cant let Merry Christmas be a Messy Christmas.<br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">happy cleaning to me! </span>yvonnelinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01921890660237716505noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5224748783526256937.post-54213601427744158242010-12-05T09:34:00.001-08:002010-12-05T22:10:28.561-08:00muffinmuffin is THE current verb for me.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDeyo535x7CVOPtvlNm4elKZEqWSkXopSeJMbVxX98s_cnpXqoIYGQZbTCy04R_WxLUbfOUQpapUKJruaedTrS8d8HinLI58Pdd684FrADoQHBz6okqtC4F3SPGnzkqRjiFjshRuLIgg/s1600/blueberry-muffin.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 327px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDeyo535x7CVOPtvlNm4elKZEqWSkXopSeJMbVxX98s_cnpXqoIYGQZbTCy04R_WxLUbfOUQpapUKJruaedTrS8d8HinLI58Pdd684FrADoQHBz6okqtC4F3SPGnzkqRjiFjshRuLIgg/s400/blueberry-muffin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547257402433475794" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />why not?<br />muffins r great. especially chocolate muffins. ah..banana muffins are not too bad either. *drolls*<br /><br />how do you use "muffin"?<br /><br />example :<br /><br />"MUFFIN..i forget to bathe today."<br /><br />or<br /><br />"MUFFIN..the muffin fella is so annoying la."<br /><br />or simply<br /><br />"MUFFIN betol la u ni....."<br /><br />in case u think that i am crazy for lovin' muffin. well, in "eat.pray.love" (i love the movie to the max!) Julia Robert's character used muffin top to sugar coat the F word that every girl loath. or rather every girl is afraid of hearing. mind u. the F word here that i am referring to is FAT *gasp*.<br />thus, the F word shall now be replaced by "muffin"! =)<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH2ZtUHIRQkFzKG-arf5ptMuLMGJQgNwZbbJ7cna5sCG1SK13n5HwnV6dG3Qqp6nQx_rdnqHqhbR4Uh451m48RKz8VhAwgH4iO2ChEY7q8otGVKE-It-DLx6y5QLLosIatemB_Y1Bmtw/s1600/muffin-top.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 193px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH2ZtUHIRQkFzKG-arf5ptMuLMGJQgNwZbbJ7cna5sCG1SK13n5HwnV6dG3Qqp6nQx_rdnqHqhbR4Uh451m48RKz8VhAwgH4iO2ChEY7q8otGVKE-It-DLx6y5QLLosIatemB_Y1Bmtw/s400/muffin-top.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547256292179434914" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />there...a pic for those visual learners to see things clearly. in case ur imagination is like so damn char la. lol.<br /><br />and now....to announce something!<br /><br />*drum rolls*<br /><br />i officially have a MUFFIN top.<br /> ( Yvonne, 2010 )<br /><br />er...its not the BIG muffin...its just a small one but small one is bad enough. =*(<br />so imma try to cut down on my muffin-ness now. *doing some sit ups*<br /><br />hey! that is waaaaaaay gentler on moi's fragile emotional frame of mind..!<br /><br />so to all those who are concern ( referring to those who like to call me the F word)<br /><br />PLS use muffin top from now on! *serious face*<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOYtMzOfUhnOwRpYUQ4C6e2f9F_Ta4qqXz7WcvYjHl9DAhOdSn_7oUocBMLins8OZLVhJ9C9ynxcie96XNwkTcQD2lVf8N-NxFY6bd8Va0YH1A8nP25vBNNo4Rarws7f9ntWqFiPn8FA/s1600/choc_muffin.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOYtMzOfUhnOwRpYUQ4C6e2f9F_Ta4qqXz7WcvYjHl9DAhOdSn_7oUocBMLins8OZLVhJ9C9ynxcie96XNwkTcQD2lVf8N-NxFY6bd8Va0YH1A8nP25vBNNo4Rarws7f9ntWqFiPn8FA/s400/choc_muffin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547257947045588178" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />chocolate muffin anyone? =pyvonnelinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01921890660237716505noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5224748783526256937.post-38948399568576896092010-12-02T21:17:00.000-08:002010-12-02T23:02:41.264-08:00moo moo cowi am finally back from my hectic crazy fun trip to singapore & KL. loads of things to share but i shall skip the touristy part and blog bout the highlight of my 7days trip! my roadtrip back to sitiawan. yeah. its the highlight! trust me.<br /><br />u might be wondering what is soooo geng bout my roadtrip back home right. and what has it got to do with cows? *moo moo*<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyYTWfjUD759hivH-dya3ULDyqD7KqA3dslW56tOPEXfOeM2AHE072jCBUcXBvXrRQ_u7nk-w_8Irg98SKswSgVtmJ7pw2Ol2ldGskt1VDB21oM6mIkVLOUybZ-GmZKSOweHqHkcsbVg/s1600/zoom-cow.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyYTWfjUD759hivH-dya3ULDyqD7KqA3dslW56tOPEXfOeM2AHE072jCBUcXBvXrRQ_u7nk-w_8Irg98SKswSgVtmJ7pw2Ol2ldGskt1VDB21oM6mIkVLOUybZ-GmZKSOweHqHkcsbVg/s320/zoom-cow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546331349466378818" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />huge ass nose. haha!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />this pic makes me laugh like mad! lol<br /><br /><br />okla...i shall not beat around the bush no more. before we begin....to those who are animal lovers i mean those super fanatic one. pls leave at once. i do not want to be sued. =='''<br /><br />after one week of eat.play.shop, we decided to rush back home yesterday night because daddy Von has been home alone since last thursday. so..we feel that to compensate him..we cannot defer our trip any longer as we promised him that we will be back on thursday. ( p/s : we kinda broke this promise cuz we reached home early friday morning. haha! )<br /><br />so...because me n sis we crazily doing our last minute shopping spree...we were late. like really late. makan dinner with sis n bernard..den only we start our journey back home. stopped by rawang to fetch our cousin.<br /><br />before we started the journey..i prayed that God will bring us back safe and sound. and ask that He take care of us all. amen! so...we had a smooth journey along the highway. took the exit to Bidor.<br /><br />that was around 12.15am.<br /><br />so.....there were few cars ahead of us. saw a few cows, both big n small la beside the road....so we already slow down liao......pass by the most critical place. critical cuz there were like around 15cows that i saw la..after that..we all assume that we are safe liao. like seriously.. suddenly ...i remembered that my bro told me bout an incident where her friend ran over a cow n the cow tumbled across the car the jacky chan style la. but the car was in damn shitty state la cuz her front mirror cracked n the front part..noned say liao la..its a kancil. so pls get your imagination going on.<br /><br />the next minute.....<br /><br />a stewpid baby calf came running towards our car from my side. i was sitting on the front seat. so imagine our horror. could stop in time. ran over it. BANG. n the calf went jacky chan style. T_____T fung over n landed smack right in the middle of the road. we tot it was dead. den suddenly it stood up. n we left. shocked.like.MAD.<br /><br />even though our car is like wrecked...i still thank God for HE kept His promise. HE kept us safe. imagine..if the calf were to land on the front mirror....me n my bro would be in danger. like really bad la. and if there were cars who were following closely behind us...it would have ran into us n also into the calf right. and if it was not a calf but a cow. i duno what to imagine man. seriously. THANK GOD for His grace and mercy! phewww.... =)<br /><br />to the animal lovers..im so sorry we ran over a cow..but its not like we want to right. it was an accident. and i really felt bad for the calf la. i think it will not survive. my condolences to the calf. maybe he will make a great steak.<br /><br />now...my question is...why are the freaking COWS running rampant and without guidance in the middle of the night. sorry. early morning. it was freaking 12.30am ok! ==''' now we had to bear the cost of emotional trauma of hitting a cow and also the cost of repairing the car.<br /><br />ohya..speaking of which..we ran into policemen around 1.30am. he stopped us. cuz our car looked like we hit n run some poor fella. T____T even asked for my bro's driving license n I.C n also ours....(p/s : think we all china Dolls a?!?!)<br /><br />first thing he asked.<br /><br />cop : "apa pasai?"<br />us : " langgar lembu encik. "<br />cop : "oooh...dekat mana? "<br />us : "bidor encik..."<br /><br />the next thing he asked. actually is they la..there were like 5 of them...all came n kepo. left the policestop to talk with us.<br /><br />cop : " lembu tu mati ke? "<br /><br />LOL...i find it really funny that everybody asked if the cow died. =p<br /><br />us : " tak...nampak dia bangun lagi tu..."<br />cop : "lembu nie memang macam ni...yang muda tu la bodoh...nampak cahaya dia terlompat-lompat keluar"<br /><br />*ROFL* u tell me..funny anot our cop! haha! =p<br /><br />us : ya la encik...tiba tiba dia lari keluar..kita pun terkejut!"<br />cop : "nasib baik ini kereta jepun..kalau kereta malaysia..habis. engin engin sekali hancur kemek."<br /><br />what else can i say...MALAYSIA BOLEH!<br /><br />after some lame conversation...we left. came back home n got nagged by my daddy.<br /><br />ironically....4 of us in car could still find the whole incident funny. mommy von even went n said "mei..remind me tmr morning ya...wake up first thing in the morning must go buy number." *ROFL*<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_17rdMOxEJ2HJVibVDcdjNm6XwztWtpxEvPzCQ6gGkTSKbh5HTTrQMvbaKcENxv_2XkZ_VmOciEHr65x42JJw2inCcYP0MLDq2ZTfnkX2smWf-VAgEBo7jgiqKX4Pup9i03n7l3-Jtw/s1600/P1040752.JPG"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_17rdMOxEJ2HJVibVDcdjNm6XwztWtpxEvPzCQ6gGkTSKbh5HTTrQMvbaKcENxv_2XkZ_VmOciEHr65x42JJw2inCcYP0MLDq2ZTfnkX2smWf-VAgEBo7jgiqKX4Pup9i03n7l3-Jtw/s320/P1040752.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546344893063937842" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />our car. with missing car number plate.<br /><br />OHYA....n we got souvenirs!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_Lr1OmK6tgfCc7ofwW1JikC8Vz8DHVX06xrePpUMU2OdDgWBpJtUOiMstujBqCHe0I5TXW0NYaBqJl3-qQQPaSDCQWMWi_oNM4HHu5LflY6w1Zk_UQ4EFZpW0ugz5jtpDPNwAvhsUcQ/s1600/P1040756.JPG"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_Lr1OmK6tgfCc7ofwW1JikC8Vz8DHVX06xrePpUMU2OdDgWBpJtUOiMstujBqCHe0I5TXW0NYaBqJl3-qQQPaSDCQWMWi_oNM4HHu5LflY6w1Zk_UQ4EFZpW0ugz5jtpDPNwAvhsUcQ/s400/P1040756.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546345858206496402" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />COW DUNG. T_____T<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />thank you mr moo moo!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4WoY3eAm6m1NwQsEQz8nbCFZ3pcnU8snioJUjdIxkxTYlpbtmRft9lkKH2DOA1cDF715fGqwGfrMNF8-rDqWPcSv4LcA1TClZ4wN38jTz4aPAIqMy-HhDtT71ajcnkYvSX1IavupGZA/s1600/happy_cow_large.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4WoY3eAm6m1NwQsEQz8nbCFZ3pcnU8snioJUjdIxkxTYlpbtmRft9lkKH2DOA1cDF715fGqwGfrMNF8-rDqWPcSv4LcA1TClZ4wN38jTz4aPAIqMy-HhDtT71ajcnkYvSX1IavupGZA/s400/happy_cow_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546347474361167458" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />i think he is happy.yvonnelinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01921890660237716505noreply@blogger.com0