<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6757143228927798753</id><updated>2012-02-16T16:11:41.542+08:00</updated><category term='Interesthings'/><category term='Tests'/><category term='Blurness'/><category term='Choir'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Exams'/><category term='Food'/><category term='Boombox'/><category term='Poems'/><category term='Music Classes'/><category term='Concerts'/><category term='Divertimento of life'/><category term='Vacation'/><category term='Jokes'/><category term='Event'/><category term='Tags'/><category term='Musical Experience'/><title type='text'>VoClarNo</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voclarno.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voclarno.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>慧慧～</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06276249365109296491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R4uVnplMmpI/AAAAAAAAAQM/AtzTWXIQwD4/S220/DSC03101.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>44</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6757143228927798753.post-7389332914967089771</id><published>2009-09-01T16:14:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T17:34:10.694+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musical Experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Choir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>Excitement in July-AYC 2009 10th Anniversary (part 1)</title><content type='html'>19th July fly to Bali (my 38th flight so far...hoho!) Share a room with Ivan!! Is two single beds, what are you thinking....&lt;br /&gt;I made souvenirs for all this time...ten sets of these in different colours because we got 40 singers this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/SpzZufX8E6I/AAAAAAAAAhA/VNIu4M3ABHY/s1600-h/100_0250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/SpzZufX8E6I/AAAAAAAAAhA/VNIu4M3ABHY/s400/100_0250.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376411447892644770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and souvenir for our conductor Mr Matsubara...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/SpzcOKin5-I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/ciQ_pzOXsd4/s1600-h/100_0267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/SpzcOKin5-I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/ciQ_pzOXsd4/s400/100_0267.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376414191079385058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;20th July-25th July, music camp and performance in Bali. Made my best friend in AYC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/SpzZL17_aBI/AAAAAAAAAg4/Z4tdCws-q7I/s1600-h/100_0319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/SpzZL17_aBI/AAAAAAAAAg4/Z4tdCws-q7I/s400/100_0319.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376410852654016530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;张乐宇(Leo) from Shanghai, Bass, WYC member in 2003,2004. We were lost in Bali on 23rd(?), and took us 1 and half hour to walk back to our hotel, and it rains, so we both came back soaked. Since then we become quite close friend I think.....happy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So our days in Bali from 19th-24th is full of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/SpzbleFawII/AAAAAAAAAhI/iuMy0HvLRpo/s1600-h/100_0278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/SpzbleFawII/AAAAAAAAAhI/iuMy0HvLRpo/s400/100_0278.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376413491950960770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;rehears&lt;img src="file:///Users/cheehuihui/Pictures/iPhoto%20Library/Modified/2009/AYC2009/100_0385.JPG" alt="" /&gt;als!!! some people still wearing mask when singing.....?!?&lt;br /&gt;and 1 concert in the church&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/SpzkdIxZ8gI/AAAAAAAAAiA/CKs8Km6Fjsc/s1600-h/6100_106902557849_581927849_1992023_8183476_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/SpzkdIxZ8gI/AAAAAAAAAiA/CKs8Km6Fjsc/s400/6100_106902557849_581927849_1992023_8183476_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376423244395573762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then, 25th is....FREE TIME!!!! at last we can go around in Bali on our own.....naturally, Leyu with me, and also Lee Shiak Yao (Tenor, Malaysia) and Emi N (Alto, Japan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/SpzfOJuLKFI/AAAAAAAAAhY/TgVZzx2vceM/s1600-h/100_0385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/SpzfOJuLKFI/AAAAAAAAAhY/TgVZzx2vceM/s400/100_0385.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376417489394280530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lee Shiak Yao 李锡耀 （nick：细腰）haha ！！&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/Spzgx-nP-bI/AAAAAAAAAhg/ccVwUS_UhxE/s1600-h/100_0380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/Spzgx-nP-bI/AAAAAAAAAhg/ccVwUS_UhxE/s400/100_0380.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376419204399364530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emi N.....there is Emi S also, this is the N....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/SpzjJBQSTxI/AAAAAAAAAhw/W9747iwjfVM/s1600-h/100_0293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/SpzjJBQSTxI/AAAAAAAAAhw/W9747iwjfVM/s400/100_0293.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376421799268601618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Super Duper HOT SUN!!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/Spzj64hgvDI/AAAAAAAAAh4/sUk01WtQwNA/s1600-h/100_0290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/Spzj64hgvDI/AAAAAAAAAh4/sUk01WtQwNA/s400/100_0290.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376422655918390322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we saw a lot of naked sun bathers....wooo....too bad we dare not take their pictures....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our lunch...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/SpzopGB3F1I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/IrgrkEk8Jzg/s1600-h/100_0280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/SpzopGB3F1I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/IrgrkEk8Jzg/s400/100_0280.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376427847864227666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/SpzpOulaw1I/AAAAAAAAAiY/iE95fewMR7I/s1600-h/100_0281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/SpzpOulaw1I/AAAAAAAAAiY/iE95fewMR7I/s400/100_0281.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376428494405944146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;then we proceed to Kampung Bali, handicraft shop, I bought instruments which made toad sound, thuder sound, bird sound and seruling (a kind of flute). Emi N was not feeling well, so Shiak Yao went back to Hotel with her while Leyu and I continue....Beach 66, we are coming!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/SpzmT_nrYyI/AAAAAAAAAiI/UP4GIVyVP_w/s1600-h/100_0311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/SpzmT_nrYyI/AAAAAAAAAiI/UP4GIVyVP_w/s400/100_0311.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376425286343287586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;B-e-a-utiful sun set!!!!! I LOVE BALI!!!!! My camera is not good enough to capture its real beauty!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, I am tired of uploading pictures already......to be continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6757143228927798753-7389332914967089771?l=voclarno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/7389332914967089771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/7389332914967089771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voclarno.blogspot.com/2009/09/excitement-in-july-ayc-2009-10th.html' title='Excitement in July-AYC 2009 10th Anniversary (part 1)'/><author><name>慧慧～</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06276249365109296491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R4uVnplMmpI/AAAAAAAAAQM/AtzTWXIQwD4/S220/DSC03101.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/SpzZufX8E6I/AAAAAAAAAhA/VNIu4M3ABHY/s72-c/100_0250.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6757143228927798753.post-6461315200687779658</id><published>2009-03-15T12:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T12:39:38.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mac slim aluminium!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/SbyFkEbJ0tI/AAAAAAAAAfc/DsCq-1Lcp_w/s1600-h/overview-hero20081014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 207px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/SbyFkEbJ0tI/AAAAAAAAAfc/DsCq-1Lcp_w/s400/overview-hero20081014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313268515099759314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, this is my first Mac Book.... very pretty isn't she.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7th March I received my baby.....super excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8th March night it fail to open some applications....so 9th March I go to Switch shop to reinstall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11th March morning, can't even start up.....stress!!!!!! so go to switch shop again, technical consultant Kant is very nice, help me fix the problem, if got any problem again, I shall get a new machine....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far so good la....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I still got things to be excited about in July and August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///Users/cheehuihui/Library/Caches/TemporaryItems/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///Users/cheehuihui/Library/Caches/TemporaryItems/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6757143228927798753-6461315200687779658?l=voclarno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/6461315200687779658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/6461315200687779658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voclarno.blogspot.com/2009/03/mac-slim-aluminium.html' title='Mac slim aluminium!'/><author><name>慧慧～</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06276249365109296491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R4uVnplMmpI/AAAAAAAAAQM/AtzTWXIQwD4/S220/DSC03101.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/SbyFkEbJ0tI/AAAAAAAAAfc/DsCq-1Lcp_w/s72-c/overview-hero20081014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6757143228927798753.post-8052316477820696200</id><published>2008-05-22T11:33:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:08:06.870+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musical Experience'/><title type='text'>Carmen opera production...</title><content type='html'>My only experience on performing in an opera production was the "Carmen" opera, performed in the end of year 2004....(which is my STPM year and also, I din miss pessoc's music camp performance....busy like crazy.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The staging and the acting is a great fun besides the singing part. Each singer got a set of unique costume which is different from other singers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pre Dressing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/SDTxaWbecpI/AAAAAAAAAUs/oknYpntUXng/s1600-h/preperation.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/SDTxaWbecpI/AAAAAAAAAUs/oknYpntUXng/s400/preperation.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203048904519479954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had our very early dinner before performance....and you can see, I have done hair and part of make-up. The guy in the middle, done everything...and the last guy, done nothing....hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Act 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/SDTzPmbecqI/AAAAAAAAAU0/nQs9yBLMfBo/s1600-h/first+act+costume.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/SDTzPmbecqI/AAAAAAAAAU0/nQs9yBLMfBo/s400/first+act+costume.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203050918859141794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am the spanish factory girl... it is the nicest factory costume I ever seen. Actually, I should go on stage bare footed, but I forgot to take off my shoes when taking this photo.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/SDT0fWbecrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/d9sf_bYBTRI/s1600-h/close+up+first+act.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/SDT0fWbecrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/d9sf_bYBTRI/s400/close+up+first+act.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203052288953709234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at my hair style. Does it suits me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the first act, I also play another character besides factory girl. I act as a passer-by during the guys' opening chorus. You know what kinda passer-by I was?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/SDT1c2becsI/AAAAAAAAAVE/x0FMq8zO4Pk/s1600-h/nuns.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/SDT1c2becsI/AAAAAAAAAVE/x0FMq8zO4Pk/s400/nuns.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203053345515664066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tadaaa.....the muslim nun and a catholic nun.....say cheese! So we come in opposite direction, knock each other, then run away....that's all. So, inside my nun costume is my factory girl costume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Act 2 &amp;amp; 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/SDT2jGbectI/AAAAAAAAAVM/FLJe1F5rN9I/s1600-h/2nd+and+3rd+act.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/SDT2jGbectI/AAAAAAAAAVM/FLJe1F5rN9I/s400/2nd+and+3rd+act.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203054552401474258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ok, in 2nd and 3rd act, we act as gypsy smugglers.....wakakakakaz.... the  blue scarf is actually wear like a malay tudung before I get on stage.....it is very nice going with my costume. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/SDT3Q2becuI/AAAAAAAAAVU/SXhEU4Uk2lo/s1600-h/2nd,+3rd+act+couple.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/SDT3Q2becuI/AAAAAAAAAVU/SXhEU4Uk2lo/s400/2nd,+3rd+act+couple.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203055338380489442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My "boyfriend" in the first act actually... When i took this picture I din bring along my scarf....so I pinjam orang lain punya...haha... why must have a scarf? It is a bit too sexy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Act 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/SDT4YmbecvI/AAAAAAAAAVc/RtEUxl_cGYE/s1600-h/4th+act,+a+spanish+couple.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/SDT4YmbecvI/AAAAAAAAAVc/RtEUxl_cGYE/s400/4th+act,+a+spanish+couple.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203056571036103410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The spanish couple in the act 4, acting like we are going in for a bull-fighting show. Picture taken after the show la of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/SDT5OWbecwI/AAAAAAAAAVk/kGXW-N3JfrA/s1600-h/4th+act,+toreador.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/SDT5OWbecwI/AAAAAAAAAVk/kGXW-N3JfrA/s400/4th+act,+toreador.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203057494454072066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Toreador and la donna.... looks nice leh? :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6757143228927798753-8052316477820696200?l=voclarno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/8052316477820696200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/8052316477820696200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voclarno.blogspot.com/2008/05/carmen-opera-production.html' title='Carmen opera production...'/><author><name>慧慧～</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06276249365109296491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R4uVnplMmpI/AAAAAAAAAQM/AtzTWXIQwD4/S220/DSC03101.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/SDTxaWbecpI/AAAAAAAAAUs/oknYpntUXng/s72-c/preperation.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6757143228927798753.post-354457712293891485</id><published>2008-04-28T01:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:08:07.026+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blurness'/><title type='text'>Famous Roti Boy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/SBTA_MTFb7I/AAAAAAAAAUk/PYqAQbcCNi8/s1600-h/Photo-0050Tv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193988462130589618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/SBTA_MTFb7I/AAAAAAAAAUk/PYqAQbcCNi8/s400/Photo-0050Tv.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Roti Boy is so famous and so delicious that I went all the way to KLCC just to buy a pair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-___________________-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6757143228927798753-354457712293891485?l=voclarno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/354457712293891485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/354457712293891485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voclarno.blogspot.com/2008/04/famous-roti-boy.html' title='Famous Roti Boy...'/><author><name>慧慧～</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06276249365109296491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R4uVnplMmpI/AAAAAAAAAQM/AtzTWXIQwD4/S220/DSC03101.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/SBTA_MTFb7I/AAAAAAAAAUk/PYqAQbcCNi8/s72-c/Photo-0050Tv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6757143228927798753.post-3301631014498811412</id><published>2008-04-22T18:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:08:07.171+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Divertimento of life'/><title type='text'>Pyjamas Roomie...</title><content type='html'>Ah....only left one month of staying together with Jing Jing in KL. There was one night that we suddenly wanna take photos on ourselves wearing our "cutest" pyjamas. So, here goes...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192022247577317282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/SA3EucTFb6I/AAAAAAAAAUc/cVI2EcC33Fc/s400/pyjamas+photo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Actually, it is my "genius" idea that we take a photo acting like we are kissing each other, because we are good good roomie....he he.....but, I fail to do that, laughing like mad, and then the camera snapped (using timer)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So....a kiss that failed...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6757143228927798753-3301631014498811412?l=voclarno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/3301631014498811412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/3301631014498811412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voclarno.blogspot.com/2008/04/pyjamas-roomie.html' title='Pyjamas Roomie...'/><author><name>慧慧～</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06276249365109296491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R4uVnplMmpI/AAAAAAAAAQM/AtzTWXIQwD4/S220/DSC03101.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/SA3EucTFb6I/AAAAAAAAAUc/cVI2EcC33Fc/s72-c/pyjamas+photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6757143228927798753.post-2014498070212059632</id><published>2008-04-12T09:01:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:08:08.724+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Event'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Divertimento of life'/><title type='text'>2nd Day of CNY...</title><content type='html'>Aaahhhh......got to work at daddy's coffee shop this morning... ah, no, dun wanna wake up!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so, I drag myself to the coffee shop, my job there is to be the cashier, sit at the counter. Jobs including: give changes to waiters, sell cigarettes, and receive customers' complaints. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, today, the most complaints I get is: Eh xiao mei (same like 'ah moi'), no place to sit d ah? / Got some more baby chair or not? (because a lot of families bring along babies.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not difficult to imagine, the shop is full of customers, we say "people mountain people sea":&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188164048253031986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/SAAPtryTFjI/AAAAAAAAATc/GBdVeazjqVA/s400/Photo-0035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188164301656102466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/SAAP8byTFkI/AAAAAAAAATk/D5eKUfgnbto/s400/Photo-0046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Sorry for blur photos, because I curi-curi use handphone to take one....scared kena belasah... So, those who cannot find places to sit and got to stand waiting are the "people mountain" and those who are in their seats are the "people sea".....we have some red mountains there...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Furthermore, there are mountains at our most famous stall--Hai Nam Chicken Rice, famous in SP, if I wanna tell people where is our shop, just say "the one most famous of chicken rice one" then people will know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188166444844783186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/SAAR5LyTFlI/AAAAAAAAATs/iULdJWkWzPI/s400/Photo-0056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;So many tapao-ers...each person represent each family to come ta pao for the whole family one ar....cheh, never order drinks one if come ta pao....shoo shoo.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because of good business in the morning....my skill on giving changes must be FAST....means VIVACE! Got to handle 3-4 very fast waiters at once... so, I come out with some ingenius ideas:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188167720450070114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/SAATDbyTFmI/AAAAAAAAAT0/esz8k-gqh44/s400/Photo-0028.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Put a few coins at the desk, 50 cents, 20 cents and 10 cents...this is to let the waiters to get change without even telling me and wait for me to open the drawer and take money... so this is for very small change la... this is easy, just keep on filling the coins on the desk and take those RM1 notes from the waiters...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188168682522744434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/SAAT7byTFnI/AAAAAAAAAT8/QUgOQB9yQVs/s400/Photo-0029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And then, see I folded those RM1 notes? so from the left most is: 2 notes folded, then 3 notes folded, 4 notes folded and another 4 notes folded. So, when I give changes, I just take the folded ones and I know how many RM1 notes I am taking at once....no need to take one by one some more need to count again see I got take extra or not.... this is the vivace idea no. 2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188170074092148354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/SAAVMbyTFoI/AAAAAAAAAUE/2cC9NJGgoJU/s400/Photo-0054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Some idea, folded RM10 notes, 4 notes in one stack.....you know oh, when new year time, people got a lot of RM50 notes....drink 90 cents also pay with RM50. So I got to prepare this 4 in 1 RM 10 for this kinda changes... When the RM10 notes finish, I got to break the RM50 into 5 RM10 from the back-up changes....this morning, I break up money from the back-ups no less than 20 times I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Combining all the ideas of vivace changing skills: for instant, if a waiter come to me, holding RM 50 note, and say "one eighty (in mandrin)", I will take one stack of 4 RM10, then take one RM5, and one stack of 3 RM1...by the time, the waiter already took the 20 cents coins from the desk. And so, we get the right changes in less than 10 seconds...or 5 seconds...dun know.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After the peak hours....around noon, we have mass of...."black sea":&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188172612417820306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/SAAXgLyTFpI/AAAAAAAAAUM/_JO5r7l2gzE/s400/Photo-0063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The whole shop full or indians....is not that I am racist or what, indian kids can really make the place messy...later they pour over drinks....or make until the whole plate of rice onto the floor....etc....the idea is, mostly, when they leave the places....it is so messy, a few waiters said to me: like after dog eating...... swt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, after a tiring morning and afternoon....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188174042641929890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/SAAYzbyTFqI/AAAAAAAAAUU/vVEJD-DJY0s/s400/Photo-0053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Wah.....banyak RM50....papa, bagi dua keping boleh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6757143228927798753-2014498070212059632?l=voclarno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/2014498070212059632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/2014498070212059632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voclarno.blogspot.com/2008/04/2nd-day-of-cny.html' title='2nd Day of CNY...'/><author><name>慧慧～</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06276249365109296491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R4uVnplMmpI/AAAAAAAAAQM/AtzTWXIQwD4/S220/DSC03101.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/SAAPtryTFjI/AAAAAAAAATc/GBdVeazjqVA/s72-c/Photo-0035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6757143228927798753.post-5994405270778327506</id><published>2008-03-25T23:45:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:08:09.805+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Divertimento of life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>1st Day of CNY!</title><content type='html'>1st Day, is nothing much.....gets a lot of ang pao....the best thing is....no need to go work in the shop! HAHAHAHAHA....... Every year I got to go help out in the shop during CNY as well.... surprised that this year, it rest for a day! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I stayed at my grandma's place during the eve. Talking to grandma until midnight.... She is started to get concern about my "boyfriend"....hahaha....opps, old d.... elder relatives starts to concern about this issue.....help!!..... we talked and talked, until I cannot stand anymore and fall asleep...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next day, my grandma help me took a picture of me just woke up, puffy eyes....I was planned to put up, but errr, too sexy, better not....haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we got up, get ang pao, eat, watch TV....relax....later after lunch, relatives are coming d!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of my favourite cousin.....he grow taller than I would have expected!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181708025621156898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R-kf_tTwlCI/AAAAAAAAAS0/0iBeuSdjiWo/s400/Photo-0021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Very timid and shy boy..... ask him let me take photo also he always shying out.....haha, very cute and a good boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;See my lil cousin sister some more bully him. Poor darling she has got down syndrome, but she is good at immitating stuff....I guess this one, she maybe immitating some magic show or what....have a guess...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181709610464089138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R-khb9TwlDI/AAAAAAAAAS8/ItzTx4InnpY/s400/Photo-0008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;hahaha....we all watch her show..... then, proceed to the outside of the house....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181710254709183554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R-kiBdTwlEI/AAAAAAAAATE/5JG0WQO-UxU/s400/Photo-0022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Little "monsters" are making a great deal of noise ouside... they play chasing and I saw one climbing over the fence and try to get over to neighbour's house.... Terrified that he climbed so tall....I ask him to come back down immediately....he some more dare to answer back! SO WORRY that he may fall by accident (he is the youngest and the smallest)....I go and grab hold of him and hug him down (by force of course), and then, we end up having a good "fight"....he made full use of his teeth.... the result....he kena marah......wahahahahhaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;In the late afternoon, we all went over to another relative's place.... and I saw a baby cousin brother soooooooooooooooooo cute! The last time I saw him, he was only 2 days old.... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181711714998064210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R-kjWdTwlFI/AAAAAAAAATM/oiYAP6E-0D8/s400/Photo-0015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The baby boy and his sisters.....little darlings! The baby still dripping saliva....can see?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181713652028314722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R-klHNTwlGI/AAAAAAAAATU/43StoYfLROI/s400/Photo-0018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Ahhhh.....finally! I get to hold the baby.....he got so excited all the time....I had great difficulties to hold him still for the photo shoot.... after a few try....this is the best I can give....others, you can only see I am holding a "blur".... &lt;p&gt;And then, one minute later....start crying because tired and wanna sleep d.....ahhh.....one minute earlier still so active, another minute....he wanna get his nap d..... pandai betul...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, at night, again, eat and watch TV, nothing interesting again....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And so, my 1st day of CNY 2008..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6757143228927798753-5994405270778327506?l=voclarno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/5994405270778327506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/5994405270778327506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voclarno.blogspot.com/2008/03/1st-day-of-cny.html' title='1st Day of CNY!'/><author><name>慧慧～</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06276249365109296491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R4uVnplMmpI/AAAAAAAAAQM/AtzTWXIQwD4/S220/DSC03101.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R-kf_tTwlCI/AAAAAAAAAS0/0iBeuSdjiWo/s72-c/Photo-0021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6757143228927798753.post-3078404525392836858</id><published>2008-02-13T09:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:08:12.935+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Event'/><title type='text'>CNY Eve!</title><content type='html'>The CNY Eve is the most enjoyable day for me. All the family members gathered and busy with the steamboat. Children making all sort of noise playing and adults chit chatting. Seeing this is enough to make me so content. It is always the happiest moment during every CNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R7JJotMUicI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/_Vj58fLAi_g/s400/Photo-0111.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166272686222248386" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yummy steamboat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R7JJ9dMUidI/AAAAAAAAARE/BvKFwpFOs3c/s400/Photo-0112.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166273042704533970" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to start the feast!&lt;br /&gt;See so many small bowls? &lt;br /&gt;They are all different kind of sauce and chili....Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R7JKRNMUieI/AAAAAAAAARM/3_qY0k_Tkck/s400/Photo-0113.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166273382006950370" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sparkling juice....my fav.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R7JKwNMUifI/AAAAAAAAARU/QhVwIh_1eRw/s400/Photo-0114.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166273914582895090" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my fav dish--The Soysauce Chicken. Very black eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R7JLQ9MUigI/AAAAAAAAARc/9c5vdhTP7Ww/s400/Photo-0116.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166274477223610882" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy and mommy....and Ah-mah at the back...hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R7JLqdMUihI/AAAAAAAAARk/CWzoOy7hVWU/s400/Photo-0117.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166274915310275090" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Younger uncle and wife....the elder uncle, sitting beside me, can't candid...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R7JMOdMUiiI/AAAAAAAAARs/rOTKEDVU66o/s400/Photo-0118.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166275533785565730" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After meal...playing balloons with my two naughty cousins....I puffle both the balloons one ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R7JMxNMUijI/AAAAAAAAAR0/0cxq1dWuLuA/s400/Photo-0120.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166276130786019890" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute little one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R7JNCdMUikI/AAAAAAAAAR8/99LumMPRou8/s400/Photo-0122.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166276427138763330" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, not-so-cute big one...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6757143228927798753-3078404525392836858?l=voclarno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/3078404525392836858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/3078404525392836858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voclarno.blogspot.com/2008/02/cny-eve.html' title='CNY Eve!'/><author><name>慧慧～</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06276249365109296491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R4uVnplMmpI/AAAAAAAAAQM/AtzTWXIQwD4/S220/DSC03101.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R7JJotMUicI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/_Vj58fLAi_g/s72-c/Photo-0111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6757143228927798753.post-6154676140881036523</id><published>2008-02-13T09:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:08:13.474+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Event'/><title type='text'>Journey back for CNY!</title><content type='html'>It is Thursday night, 31st Jan. It is our exciting moment and our big day to GO HOME. Right, itchy? We all students were counting down to the day when we can go back to hometown especially for the biggest event for us chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jing Jing and I  were meeting the younger sister of our ex-schoolmate(Shu Jin). We 3 were going back by train together. She reached KL Sentral super early, about 6pm?? Jing Jing and I went out from KL house only at 6.30pm or later....hehe....we were not being late, the train depart at 8.45pm ok? So we had a very long dinner there, Jing Jing and I recalling the first time we take the train ourselves. Mine is considered adventurous. Especially the one when itchy fetch me to KL Sentral, we were late because of bad traffic, and I miss the train. That one is the climax of the tension.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we "lucky draw" the train tickets at Sentral. I've got one that is opposite to both of them. It is a good seat, because I can see both, and they can only see me! Wahahahahaha! By the way, the light for Shu Jin and mine is broken. So we are in a shade, better to sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were busy sms when we get on board...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R7JGFdMUiaI/AAAAAAAAAQs/KCtWOZQ8c1U/s400/Photo-0107.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166268782096976290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See they two so cute, like mirror image. "Day time" and "Night time"? And to follow the trend of taking photo when sms-ing, this is mine, pura-pura sms using Jing Jing's phone. (While Jing Jing take this picture using my phone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R7JG1dMUibI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/aGbK3x7HhV8/s400/Photo-0108.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166269606730697138" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody look so happy and excited...isn't that obvious ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6757143228927798753-6154676140881036523?l=voclarno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/6154676140881036523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/6154676140881036523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voclarno.blogspot.com/2008/02/journey-back-for-cny.html' title='Journey back for CNY!'/><author><name>慧慧～</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06276249365109296491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R4uVnplMmpI/AAAAAAAAAQM/AtzTWXIQwD4/S220/DSC03101.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R7JGFdMUiaI/AAAAAAAAAQs/KCtWOZQ8c1U/s72-c/Photo-0107.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6757143228927798753.post-4226505598489060647</id><published>2008-01-15T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:08:15.034+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Divertimento of life'/><title type='text'>Poor Jing Jing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the first guitar class Jing Jing took as her co-curriculum.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She came back and practise...so hardworking... see how she practise...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155692772053523106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R4yzQplMmqI/AAAAAAAAAQU/7VW1LQFrVvc/s400/Photo-0102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ouch! The fingers are hurting like crazy.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155693824320510642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R4y0N5lMmrI/AAAAAAAAAQc/cK8mWKmpP70/s400/Photo-0103.jpg" border="0" /&gt; See the music scores that she wrote for today's lesson...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155695512242657986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R4y1wJlMmsI/AAAAAAAAAQk/ud13brrdwr4/s400/Photo-0104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;See, all staves got 6 lines instead of 5! This is to note down which string to press in guitar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Very HUGE drawing of semibreve!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;What is that rest? on the 4th line??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;So, today is one day of Jing Jing's history on "First day of guitar lesson"....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6757143228927798753-4226505598489060647?l=voclarno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/4226505598489060647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/4226505598489060647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voclarno.blogspot.com/2008/01/poor-jing-jing.html' title='Poor Jing Jing...'/><author><name>慧慧～</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06276249365109296491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R4uVnplMmpI/AAAAAAAAAQM/AtzTWXIQwD4/S220/DSC03101.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R4yzQplMmqI/AAAAAAAAAQU/7VW1LQFrVvc/s72-c/Photo-0102.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6757143228927798753.post-633001752354260644</id><published>2008-01-14T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:08:15.235+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Concerts'/><title type='text'>Music Camp 2007...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So late only wanna post about music camp 2007.... pai seh pai seh....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Didn't take a lot of photos during camp, mostly at Itchy's blog....so, this camp is the camp where we have most number of clarinetists of all time (since year 1998 I think)....plus the tutor, we have got 6!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155364134040935026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R4uIXZlMmnI/AAAAAAAAAQA/8thaidxRrJQ/s400/clarinetists!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;From left: Jimmy, Kai Di, Ahmad Shah(tutor :p), Jason, me and Jeremy....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dunno what makes jeremy and I smile that broad, wahahahha....so, presenting the clarinet team music camp 2007, the end.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6757143228927798753-633001752354260644?l=voclarno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/633001752354260644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/633001752354260644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voclarno.blogspot.com/2008/01/music-camp-2007.html' title='Music Camp 2007...'/><author><name>慧慧～</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06276249365109296491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R4uVnplMmpI/AAAAAAAAAQM/AtzTWXIQwD4/S220/DSC03101.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R4uIXZlMmnI/AAAAAAAAAQA/8thaidxRrJQ/s72-c/clarinetists!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6757143228927798753.post-2140222765083995014</id><published>2008-01-13T01:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:08:15.643+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Instant Noodles' Culture...</title><content type='html'>After I came studying in UM, instant noodles became one of my main food supply....malas people malas to think what else to cook....and I believe most of the uni students are also like that...so we can actually join into "Instant Noodles Fan Club" d....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here is my dinner last night....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R4j4TJlMmlI/AAAAAAAAAPw/ysVIia49Xsg/s400/Photo-0097.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154642781398669906" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;noodles+egg+a lot of cabbage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is my brunch for today....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R4j5FJlMmmI/AAAAAAAAAP4/cuodbCPhynU/s400/Photo-0099.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154643640392129122" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;noodles+crab balls+much much more cabbage!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I am so sick of noodles d, tonight when i went dinner with Chen Seng and Jeremy....NO MORE NOODLES or SPEGETTI....hahahha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I put so much cabbage???? It is because I bought too many...trying my best to finish it as fast as possible...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6757143228927798753-2140222765083995014?l=voclarno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/2140222765083995014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/2140222765083995014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voclarno.blogspot.com/2008/01/instant-noodles-culture.html' title='Instant Noodles&apos; Culture...'/><author><name>慧慧～</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06276249365109296491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R4uVnplMmpI/AAAAAAAAAQM/AtzTWXIQwD4/S220/DSC03101.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R4j4TJlMmlI/AAAAAAAAAPw/ysVIia49Xsg/s72-c/Photo-0097.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6757143228927798753.post-4483974319850205844</id><published>2008-01-08T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:08:15.841+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Dinner....</title><content type='html'>Suddenly very "eng" to go cook myself dinner....mood very good (because throw thesis aside, dun wanna think about it) hahaha......after korek my fridge to see the food stock I have got, I come out with something very weird combination....let's witness it....wahahahhaha....&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R4Nq2plMmjI/AAAAAAAAAPg/rFQNGiRngxg/s1600-h/Photo-0096.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R4Nq2plMmjI/AAAAAAAAAPg/rFQNGiRngxg/s400/Photo-0096.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153079885749328434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;4 crab sticks(centre) + chicken meat ball(top) + mashed potatos(left) + sweet corn(right)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keng leh? dun know what to call this dish also....wahhahaha...anyway, it taste NICE! hoho...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6757143228927798753-4483974319850205844?l=voclarno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/4483974319850205844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/4483974319850205844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voclarno.blogspot.com/2008/01/dinner.html' title='Dinner....'/><author><name>慧慧～</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06276249365109296491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R4uVnplMmpI/AAAAAAAAAQM/AtzTWXIQwD4/S220/DSC03101.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R4Nq2plMmjI/AAAAAAAAAPg/rFQNGiRngxg/s72-c/Photo-0096.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6757143228927798753.post-4593746805770148677</id><published>2008-01-07T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T22:39:27.648+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>Men are hard to pleased...</title><content type='html'>I saw a very funny poem that my room mate forwarded to me and it it damn true, let's read it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;THE PROBLEMS WITH GUYS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you treat him nicely, he says you are &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IN LOVE&lt;/span&gt; with him.&lt;br /&gt;If you don't, he says you are &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;PROUD&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you dress nicely, he says you are trying to &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;LURE&lt;/span&gt; him.&lt;br /&gt;If you don't, he says you are from &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;KAMPUNG&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you argue with him, he says you are &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;STUBBORN&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;If you keep quiet, he says you are &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;BORING&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are smarter than him, he will &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;LOSE FACE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;If he is smarter than you, he is &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;GREAT&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't love him, he tries to &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;POSSESS&lt;/span&gt; you.&lt;br /&gt;If you love him, he tries to &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;LEAVE&lt;/span&gt; you. (apa ni?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't make love with him, he says you &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;DON'T LOVE&lt;/span&gt; him.&lt;br /&gt;If you do, he says you are &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;CHEAP&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you tell him your problems, he says you are &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;TROUBLESOME&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;If you don't, he says that you don't &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;TRUST&lt;/span&gt; him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you scold him, you are like a &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;NANNY&lt;/span&gt; to him.&lt;br /&gt;If he scolds you, it is because he&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; CARES&lt;/span&gt; for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you break your promise, you cannot be &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;TRUSTED&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;If he breaks his, he is &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;FORCED&lt;/span&gt; to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you smoke, you are a &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;BAD GIRL&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;If he smokes, he is a &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;GENTLEMAN&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you do well in exams, he says it's &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;LUCK&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;If he does well, it's &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;BRAIN&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you hurt him, you are &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;CRUEL&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;If he hurts you, you are just too &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;SENSITIVE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6757143228927798753-4593746805770148677?l=voclarno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/4593746805770148677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/4593746805770148677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voclarno.blogspot.com/2008/01/men-are-hard-to-pleased.html' title='Men are hard to pleased...'/><author><name>慧慧～</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06276249365109296491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R4uVnplMmpI/AAAAAAAAAQM/AtzTWXIQwD4/S220/DSC03101.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6757143228927798753.post-4980398255799263489</id><published>2008-01-05T11:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T14:34:08.396+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exams'/><title type='text'>University Results 2005-2007</title><content type='html'>So long time never get to go online....so, after I am back to KL, then I finally get to check my results... to prevent myself from forgeting my previous semesters' result... let's make a review:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Semester 1, 2005/2006: (July-Nov 2005)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kursus Kemahiran Maklumat       S     1kredit     -             &lt;br /&gt;TITAS  I                               C+     2.3 x 2kredit=4.6&lt;br /&gt;Aural &amp;amp; Musicianship I                  A       4 x 2kredit=8&lt;br /&gt;Budaya Muzik Dunia                     A-      3.7 x 3kredit=11.1&lt;br /&gt;Pengajian Utama I (vocal)             A       4 x 3kredit=12&lt;br /&gt;Ensemble I (choir+percussion)     A       4 x 1kredit=4&lt;br /&gt; Teori Muzik &amp;amp; Gubahan I             A-      3.7 x 2kredit=7.4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total                                                  14kredit  47.1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          47.1/13kredit= 3.62 GPA&lt;br /&gt;          47.1/13kredit= 3.62 CGPA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Semester 2, 2005/2006: (Jan-May 2006)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;TITAS II                            A-       3.7 x 2kredit=7.4&lt;br /&gt;Pengantar Etnomuzikologi           A-       3.7 x 3kredit=11.1&lt;br /&gt;Sejarah Muzik Barat                      B        3 x 3kredit=9&lt;br /&gt;Pengajian Utama II (vocal)          A-       3.7 x 3kredit=11.1&lt;br /&gt;Ensemble II(choir+percussion)   A        4 x 1kredit=4&lt;br /&gt;Teori Muzik &amp;amp; Gubahan II           A        4 x 2kredit=8&lt;br /&gt;Aural &amp;amp; Musicianship II                A        4 x 2kredit=8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total                                                     16kredit   58.6     &lt;br /&gt;           58.6/16kredit=3.66 GPA&lt;br /&gt;           (58.6+47.1)/(16+13)kredit=3.64 CGPA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Semester 1, 2006/2007: (July-Nov 2006)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sejarah Muzik M'sia-Nusantara   A-         3.7 x 3kredit=11.1&lt;br /&gt;Muzik Komputer I                A          4 x 3kredit=12&lt;br /&gt;Pengajian Utama III(clarinet)       B+        3.3 x 3kredit=9.9&lt;br /&gt;Ensemble III(choir+percussion)   A          4 x 1kredit=4&lt;br /&gt;Teori Muzik &amp;amp; Gubahan III          B-         2.7  x 2kredit=5.4&lt;br /&gt;Labanotasi I                      A          4 x 3kredit=12&lt;br /&gt;Pedagogi &amp;amp; Repertoir Piano           B+        3.3  x 3kredit=9.9&lt;br /&gt;Metodologi Penyelidikan Seni       A           4 x 3kredit=12&lt;br /&gt;Persembahan       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total                                      21kredit    76.3&lt;br /&gt;          76.3/21kredit=3.63 GPA&lt;br /&gt;         (76.3+105.7)/(21+29)kredit=3.64 CGPA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Semester 2, 2006/2007: (Jan-May 2007)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karya &amp;amp; Gubahan I                  A-          3.7 x 3kredit=11.1&lt;br /&gt;Ensemble IV(choir+percussion)      A           4 x 1kredit=4&lt;br /&gt;Teori Muzik &amp;amp; Gubahan IV             B           3 x 2kredit=6&lt;br /&gt;Labanotasi II                        A           4 x 3kredit=12&lt;br /&gt;Pengajian Utama IV(clarinet)         B+         3.3 x 3kredit=9.9&lt;br /&gt;Pedidikan Muzik Sekolah Rendah  A           4 x 3kredit=12&lt;br /&gt; dan Menengah             &lt;br /&gt;Teori Seni Persembahan                 A-         3.7 x 3kredit=11.1&lt;br /&gt;Bahasa Itali I                        A           4 x 3kredit=12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total                                                  21kredit   78.1&lt;br /&gt;           78.1/21kredit=3.72 GPA&lt;br /&gt;           (78.1+182)/(21+50)kredit=3.66 CGPA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Semester 1, 2007/2008: (July-Nov 2007)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asas Seni Halus                     S              2kredit   -&lt;br /&gt;Pengurusan Dalam Kesenian   A             4 x 3kredit=12&lt;br /&gt;Ensemble V(choir)                 A             4 x 1kredit=4&lt;br /&gt;Pengajian Utama V(clarinet)   A-          3.7 x 3kredit=11.1&lt;br /&gt;Muzik Komputer II                A            4 x 3kredit=12&lt;br /&gt;Projek Ilmiah Tahun Akhir     P              3kredit   -&lt;br /&gt;Bahasa Jerman I                     A             4 x 3kredit=12&lt;br /&gt;Bahasa Perancis I                   A             4 x 3kredit=12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total                                             21kredit    63.1&lt;br /&gt;          63.1/16kredit=3.94 GPA&lt;br /&gt;          (63.1+260.1)/(16+71)kredit=3.71 CGPA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6757143228927798753-4980398255799263489?l=voclarno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/4980398255799263489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/4980398255799263489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voclarno.blogspot.com/2008/01/university-results-2005-2007.html' title='University Results 2005-2007'/><author><name>慧慧～</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06276249365109296491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R4uVnplMmpI/AAAAAAAAAQM/AtzTWXIQwD4/S220/DSC03101.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6757143228927798753.post-2238146717928250193</id><published>2007-10-23T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:08:18.356+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interesthings'/><title type='text'>Interesting Toilets!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Toilet roll for cook&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/Rx9p7hZxqZI/AAAAAAAAAPE/e9ZBSXCE1Gs/s1600-h/Toilet-scary.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124931372270594450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/Rx9p7hZxqZI/AAAAAAAAAPE/e9ZBSXCE1Gs/s400/Toilet-scary.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Toilet roll for bankers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124930281348901250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/Rx9o8BZxqYI/AAAAAAAAAO8/dimksfrhE4Q/s400/Toilets+for+bankers.bmp" border="0" /&gt;Toilet for musicians&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124929327866161522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/Rx9oEhZxqXI/AAAAAAAAAO0/HDBIdiVw4dI/s400/Toilet+for+musicians.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Toilet in Vatican&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124928279894141282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/Rx9nHhZxqWI/AAAAAAAAAOs/TBeHkf_vS6U/s400/Toilets+in+Vatican.bmp" border="0" /&gt;Toilet in Japan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124927575519504722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/Rx9mehZxqVI/AAAAAAAAAOk/m8B66d8OFMI/s400/Toilets+in+Japan.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Toilet in India&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124924173905406274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/Rx9jYhZxqUI/AAAAAAAAAOc/sMU3UOoqwcM/s400/Toilets+in+India.bmp" border="0" /&gt;Toilet in England&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124922760861165874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/Rx9iGRZxqTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/U_7qeDuMqBs/s400/Toilet+of+England.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Toilet in New York&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124921420831369506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/Rx9g4RZxqSI/AAAAAAAAAOM/q7Y0tDVSYcI/s400/Toilet+in+New+York.bmp" border="0" /&gt;Toilet in Germany&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124918646282496274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/Rx9eWxZxqRI/AAAAAAAAAOE/oUp28QclsV0/s400/Toilet+in+Germany.bmp" border="0" /&gt;Toilet in France&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124523775579236610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/Rx33ORZxqQI/AAAAAAAAAN8/lmNCP4DHTVM/s400/Toilet+in+France.bmp" border="0" /&gt;Toilet in Florence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124520575828601074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/Rx30UBZxqPI/AAAAAAAAAN0/1XAyCUEBTcY/s400/Toilet+in+Florence.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6757143228927798753-2238146717928250193?l=voclarno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/2238146717928250193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/2238146717928250193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voclarno.blogspot.com/2007/10/interesting-toilets.html' title='Interesting Toilets!'/><author><name>慧慧～</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06276249365109296491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R4uVnplMmpI/AAAAAAAAAQM/AtzTWXIQwD4/S220/DSC03101.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/Rx9p7hZxqZI/AAAAAAAAAPE/e9ZBSXCE1Gs/s72-c/Toilet-scary.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6757143228927798753.post-490046133781488351</id><published>2007-10-04T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T22:02:42.992+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Divertimento of life'/><title type='text'>Scary Presentation!!</title><content type='html'>Today I did my presentation for my thesis proposal. Well it is scary....why?&lt;br /&gt;At first we thought we will be presenting in&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt; meeting room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and now change to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;the big studio 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;That means, from &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; listeners, now to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;100&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; listeners.....&lt;br /&gt;All 1st year 2nd year 3rd year and lecturers will be there....except my supervisor....cry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting there, alone having the light focus...a mic before there...am I giving a seminar?&lt;br /&gt;Nervous until my voice become all shaky....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we are suppose to be up only for 15 minutes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt; minutes presenting, and&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt; 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; minutes for Q&amp;amp;A....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna know how is my session?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;8 &lt;/span&gt;minutes presenting, and&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; 30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; minutes for Q&amp;amp;A!!!&lt;br /&gt;So crazy, luckily I respond very pro....(no wonder the time go so slow..such a long 5 minutes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;IT'S OVER NOW!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6757143228927798753-490046133781488351?l=voclarno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/490046133781488351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/490046133781488351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voclarno.blogspot.com/2007/10/scary-presentation_04.html' title='Scary Presentation!!'/><author><name>慧慧～</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06276249365109296491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R4uVnplMmpI/AAAAAAAAAQM/AtzTWXIQwD4/S220/DSC03101.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6757143228927798753.post-1007402234079577617</id><published>2007-10-02T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T23:12:55.403+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jokes'/><title type='text'>Double Reeds Jokes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Oboes Jokes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What good is a burning bassoon?&lt;br /&gt;You can use it to set the oboe on fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q How do you tune four oboes?&lt;br /&gt;A Shoot three of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q What's the difference between an oboe and an onion?&lt;br /&gt;A No one cries when you chop up the oboe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you get an oboist to play A flat?&lt;br /&gt;Take the batteries out of his electric tuner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Bassoons Jokes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is a bassoon better than an oboe?&lt;br /&gt;The bassoon burns longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What is the least heard phrase in music? A: "Would the bassoonist please remove his Ferrari from the driveway as it is blocking the way!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What's the difference between a bassoon and a trampoline?&lt;br /&gt;A: You take your shoes off before you jump up and down on a trampoline.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6757143228927798753-1007402234079577617?l=voclarno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/1007402234079577617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/1007402234079577617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voclarno.blogspot.com/2007/10/double-reeds-jokes.html' title='Double Reeds Jokes...'/><author><name>慧慧～</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06276249365109296491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R4uVnplMmpI/AAAAAAAAAQM/AtzTWXIQwD4/S220/DSC03101.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6757143228927798753.post-3393393279475723103</id><published>2007-09-30T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:08:18.857+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Divertimento of life'/><title type='text'>At last my room is back to tidyself...</title><content type='html'>Since last week, my schedule is so full that Jing Jing hardly see me... so my room is in a total chaos again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a brief description on last week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Monday-spend my whole day for thesis: go to 2 libraries and bring back 5 reference books...&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday-French test, monday too busy, din study at all, but the test is horribly easy, full marks!&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday-Practising clarinet until Jeremy told me no lessons this week end.&lt;br /&gt;Thursday-German test, damn so nervous, expected to be difficult, but turn out quite ok.&lt;br /&gt;Friday-suppose to have thesis presentation, but suddenly, me, postponed to next thursday&lt;br /&gt;Saturday-suddenly got called for studio recording, earn RM50, luckily no clarinet lessons, Ha!&lt;br /&gt;Sunday-finally I can tidy up the room!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking of putting the photo for before and after, but....it too horrible, you guys dun wanna see....though someone witness it before....why? That person kena ppk by clarinet teacher and need to come to my house for the night...oh no, why is the moment when it is the most messy?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is the photo taken after I finally put everything into place...(can you count how many animals in there?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/Rv-n2AgzVZI/AAAAAAAAALQ/LYb_pyoqFew/s400/Photo-0063.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115992248008529298" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see so tiny space I have got, don't even have a place for me to simply put things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when I thought I have done the job for today and very happy with it, and I went into the bathroom......TADAA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/Rv-o9QgzVaI/AAAAAAAAALY/17dLbqYoYuk/s400/Photo-0064.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115993472074208674" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have forgotten my laundry....oh my goodness.... of course I have no time to wash clothes for the week! Adoi overflow somemore.... well there is a washing machine, but, person like me, not at home for the usual afternoons,(in fact, I normally out 9am and back 9pm) scared it rains then got to wash again.... haih, tomorrow morning should be fine...MUST WASH D!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6757143228927798753-3393393279475723103?l=voclarno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/3393393279475723103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/3393393279475723103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voclarno.blogspot.com/2007/09/at-last-my-room-is-back-to-tidyself.html' title='At last my room is back to tidyself...'/><author><name>慧慧～</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06276249365109296491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R4uVnplMmpI/AAAAAAAAAQM/AtzTWXIQwD4/S220/DSC03101.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/Rv-n2AgzVZI/AAAAAAAAALQ/LYb_pyoqFew/s72-c/Photo-0063.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6757143228927798753.post-7492216441501731441</id><published>2007-09-30T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T21:01:49.213+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jokes'/><title type='text'>Shopping list...</title><content type='html'>Wow, what a shopping list...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Haydn's Chopin Liszt:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Rossini and cheese&lt;br /&gt;Schumann polish&lt;br /&gt;Bern-n-stein remover&lt;br /&gt;Satie mushrooms&lt;br /&gt;batteries (Purcell)&lt;br /&gt;BeethOVEN cleaner&lt;br /&gt;Hummel microwave meals&lt;br /&gt;orange Schubert&lt;br /&gt;TchaiCOUGHsky drops&lt;br /&gt;marshMahlers&lt;br /&gt;Honey-nut Berlioz&lt;br /&gt;Cui-tips&lt;br /&gt;Chef Boyardee Raveli&lt;br /&gt;sour cream and Ives&lt;br /&gt;Strauss (straws)&lt;br /&gt;chocolate Webers (wafers)&lt;br /&gt;Del Monteverdi corn&lt;br /&gt;Mozart-rella cheese&lt;br /&gt;I Can't Believe it's not Rutter&lt;br /&gt;Bach of serial (opera)&lt;br /&gt;chicken Balakirev&lt;br /&gt;new door Handel&lt;br /&gt;Golden Brahms&lt;br /&gt;Clemen-TEA&lt;br /&gt;Little Debussy snack cakes&lt;br /&gt;Oscar Meyerbeer bologna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6757143228927798753-7492216441501731441?l=voclarno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/7492216441501731441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/7492216441501731441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voclarno.blogspot.com/2007/09/shopping-list.html' title='Shopping list...'/><author><name>慧慧～</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06276249365109296491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R4uVnplMmpI/AAAAAAAAAQM/AtzTWXIQwD4/S220/DSC03101.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6757143228927798753.post-7155128147390532530</id><published>2007-09-30T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T20:39:48.974+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jokes'/><title type='text'>Conductor and Clarinet Jokes</title><content type='html'>At first I wanted to post only clarinet jokes, but find that clarinet jokes are too few and mostly copy cat from other instrument jokes....so, let's add some conductor's ones.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;note: conductors and clarinetists, do not proceed! (Unless you can laugh at yourself...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Conductor Jokes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do do with a horn player that can't play?&lt;br /&gt;Give him two sticks, put him in the back, and call him a percussionist.&lt;br /&gt;What do you do if he can't do that?&lt;br /&gt;Take away one of the sticks, put him up front, and call him a conductor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you hear about the planeload of conductors en route to the European Festival?&lt;br /&gt;The good news: it crashed.&lt;br /&gt;The bad news: there were three empty seats on board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the difference between a bull and an orchestra? In an orchestra the horns are in the back and the ass is in the front!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Clarinet Jokes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many clarinetists does it take to change a lightbulb?&lt;br /&gt;Only one, but he'll go through a whole box of bulbs before he finds just the right one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q What's the definition of perfect pitch?&lt;br /&gt;A When you toss a clarinet in the toilet and it doesn't hit the sides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q Why do clarinettists leave their cases on their dashboards?&lt;br /&gt;A So they can park in the handicapped zones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The clarinet is a musical instrument the only thing worse than which is two."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A oboist noticed at the end of each rehearsal break, one of the clarinetists would look at the inside flap of his jacket before he sat down to resume rehearsal. This continued for several years, and the oboist became quite curious about it. One day, during hot weather, the clarinetist took off his jacket and went off on break. The oboist waited until everyone was off the platform, looked around, and sneaked over to the jacket. He pulled back the flap and saw a little note pinned on the inside. It read: "left hand top, right hand bottom."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6757143228927798753-7155128147390532530?l=voclarno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/7155128147390532530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/7155128147390532530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voclarno.blogspot.com/2007/09/conductor-and-clarinet-jokes.html' title='Conductor and Clarinet Jokes'/><author><name>慧慧～</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06276249365109296491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R4uVnplMmpI/AAAAAAAAAQM/AtzTWXIQwD4/S220/DSC03101.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6757143228927798753.post-2715581310755495174</id><published>2007-09-29T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T23:57:40.885+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boombox'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jokes'/><title type='text'>Check out the video clip!</title><content type='html'>This guy is beyond cool....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2ZU-jCnBFA8"&gt;  &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2ZU-jCnBFA8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;  &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;  &lt;/object&gt;cute right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6757143228927798753-2715581310755495174?l=voclarno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/2715581310755495174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/2715581310755495174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voclarno.blogspot.com/2007/09/check-out-video-clip.html' title='Check out the video clip!'/><author><name>慧慧～</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06276249365109296491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R4uVnplMmpI/AAAAAAAAAQM/AtzTWXIQwD4/S220/DSC03101.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6757143228927798753.post-8493776886846154027</id><published>2007-09-29T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T21:22:34.995+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jokes'/><title type='text'>Cold cold Jokes....am I in winter season now?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;One day, a house caught fire.&lt;br /&gt;Father and mother already ran out from the house, left a son still in that house.&lt;br /&gt;The mother is very worried and shouted&lt;br /&gt;"My son! What are you doing? Why didn't you come out here? Our house on fire!!"&lt;br /&gt;The son said, "Mom, I am wearing socks..."&lt;br /&gt;The mom said, "There is no need to wear socks! It is dangerous in there! Come out quickly!"&lt;br /&gt;After 5 minutes, the son still hasn't came out.&lt;br /&gt;The mom shouted again, "What are you doing? Why are you still inside the house?!"&lt;br /&gt;The son said, "I am taking off my socks....mom"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;In a Biology class, the teacher ask&lt;br /&gt;"How do you differentiate 'hands' and 'legs' of the octopus?"&lt;br /&gt;One of the students answered&lt;br /&gt;"Give the octopus a real stinky fart, those who stuckup the nose are 'hands' and the rest will be 'legs', correct?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;A couple of husband and wife are wishing upon a wishing well.&lt;br /&gt;The husband goes first. After wishing, he throw a coin into the well.&lt;br /&gt;His wife wanted to make a wish too. But when she bends down to wish, she accidentally fall into the well, and the husband had a great shock!&lt;br /&gt;And then, the husband says,&lt;br /&gt;"Wow my goodness...this is one true wishing well..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;A person take his first flight on the plane.&lt;br /&gt;He is not use to the plane and he keep vomiting, until the paper bag is not enough.&lt;br /&gt;So the air hostess go and fetch some more paper bags.&lt;br /&gt;When the air hostess return, all passangers are vomitting.&lt;br /&gt;She ask the first timer, what had happened?&lt;br /&gt;He answered,&lt;br /&gt;"When I see the paper bag is almost overflow, I drank back one gulp..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Teacher: If you are in a public mini bus, and you saw an old lady standing beside you while you are sitting, what should you do?"&lt;br /&gt;Student: I will tell the old lady, 'aunty, you so old d, dun take mini bus to save money....better take taxi, more comfortable and safer...'&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: ... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6757143228927798753-8493776886846154027?l=voclarno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/8493776886846154027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/8493776886846154027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voclarno.blogspot.com/2007/09/cold-cold-jokesam-i-in-winter-season.html' title='Cold cold Jokes....am I in winter season now?'/><author><name>慧慧～</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06276249365109296491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R4uVnplMmpI/AAAAAAAAAQM/AtzTWXIQwD4/S220/DSC03101.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6757143228927798753.post-3939064667643996897</id><published>2007-09-29T10:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:08:19.258+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tags'/><title type='text'>Desktop Free View</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/Rv2zVwgzVUI/AAAAAAAAAKM/XZrzVVWKxR8/s1600-h/tag.bmp"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/Rv2zVwgzVUI/AAAAAAAAAKM/XZrzVVWKxR8/s400/tag.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115441938143860034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Very nice desktop background...hehe...you know why? Because shortly after this, my computer will be used for thesis proposal presentation. Can not put ugly desktop(earlier one, so messy) for the whole school to see it.... Anyway, the picture is Asian Youth Choir 2004(my first), I am standing first row, right most from conductor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[TAG STARTS HERE]&lt;br /&gt;My Desktop Free View Instruction:&lt;br /&gt;A. Upon receiving this tag, immediately perform a screen capture of your desktop. It is best that no icons be deleted before the screen capture so as to add to the element of fun.You can do a screen capture by:&lt;br /&gt;[1] Going to your desktop and pressing the Print Scrn key (located on the right side of the F12 key).&lt;br /&gt;[2] Open a graphics program (like Picture Manager, Paint, or Photoshop) and do a Paste (CTRL + V).&lt;br /&gt;[3] If you wish, you can “edit” the image, before saving it.&lt;br /&gt;B. Post the picture in your blog. You can also give a short explanation on the look of your desktop just below it if you want. You can explain why you preferred such look or why is it full of icons. Things like that.&lt;br /&gt;C. Tag five of your friends and ask them to give you a Free View of their desktop as well.&lt;br /&gt;D. Add your name to this list of Free Viewers with a link pointing directly to your Desktop Free View post to promote it to succeeding participants.List of those who participated in the tag and place your link below:&lt;br /&gt;- iRonnie&lt;br /&gt;- skippyheart&lt;br /&gt;- thesserie&lt;br /&gt;- domlawrenceosb&lt;br /&gt;- sasha-says&lt;br /&gt;- maiylah’s snippets&lt;br /&gt;- My Memoirs&lt;br /&gt;- AniqueAnik&lt;br /&gt;- Criz’s Sanctuary&lt;br /&gt;- AaronWoolala&lt;br /&gt;- Itchy&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://voclarno.blogspot.com/"&gt;Voclarno Hui2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[TAG ENDS HERE]&lt;br /&gt;Tagging:&lt;br /&gt;haih.....I think nobody will bother me also one....&lt;br /&gt;Yazoo, Ms Summer, Ying Jie, Mei Ying, Kher Sham&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6757143228927798753-3939064667643996897?l=voclarno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/3939064667643996897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/3939064667643996897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voclarno.blogspot.com/2007/09/tagged-by-itchywhose-japanese-name.html' title='Desktop Free View'/><author><name>慧慧～</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06276249365109296491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R4uVnplMmpI/AAAAAAAAAQM/AtzTWXIQwD4/S220/DSC03101.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/Rv2zVwgzVUI/AAAAAAAAAKM/XZrzVVWKxR8/s72-c/tag.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6757143228927798753.post-1682256925693076439</id><published>2007-09-29T09:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T11:47:48.087+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tests'/><title type='text'>Are you a psychic?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Some people can see the future (like That's So Raven tv show), some people can read others' mind, some people can see through solid objects, what about you? Can you communicate with the "3rd dimention"? (That means ghost and spirit la)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the test...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Q1&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Do you believe that there are ghosts?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yes to Q9&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;No to Q5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Q2&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Among your family members, anyone ever seen ghost?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yes to Q7&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;No to Q5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Q3&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;At night when you sleep, you must turn on a small light?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yes to Q23&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;No to Q19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Q4&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Even though when weather is  hot, sometimes you feel sudden "cold"? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yes toQ8&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;No to Q3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Q5&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;You always get lost? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yes to Q13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;No to Q16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Q6 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Do you think that you know some animal language? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yes to Q25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;No to Q26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Q7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Do you ever experienced: You suddenly cannot move when sleeping? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yes to Q20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;No to Q11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Q8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;When watching movies, you always know what'll happen next? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yes to Q6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;No to Q23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Q9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;When you were a kid, did you cry often? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yes to Q12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;No to Q6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Q10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Do you always like to see yourself in the mirror? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yes to Q18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;No to Q17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Q11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Do you have a big birthmark? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yes to Q20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;No to Q8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Q12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Your memory power is quite good? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yes to Q7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;No to Q2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Q13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Do you like the smell of jostick(people use to worship one)? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yes to Q10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;No to Q17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Q14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;You always "cheng beng" every year?(visit the graveyard) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yes to Q29&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;No to Q22&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Q15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Has your dream(real dream, not your aim or goal) ever been real? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yes to  A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;No to Q24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Q16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;You prefer to be alone rather than chating with friends? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yes to Q2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;No to Q10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Q17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Sometimes, you feel that dunno where you are now? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yes to Q4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;No to Q3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Q18 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Have you ever seen UFO? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yes to Q11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;No to Q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Q19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;When alone in the room, you still think there is someone else?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yes to Q14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;No to Q22&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Q20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Do you ever almost involve in an accident?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Yes to Q28&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;No to Q6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Q21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Do you sometimes got ear ringing without reason?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yes to Q24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;No to Q27&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Q22&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Do you ever speak the same thing in the same time with other people?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yes to Q30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;No to D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Q23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Are you a lucky person?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yes to Q26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;No to Q14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Q24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;You go the some place for the first time, but feeling you ever been here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yes to A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;No to B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Q25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Did you have the same dream with what you dreamt before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yes to Q15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;No to Q21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Q26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Do you suddenly remember something that you forgot long time ago?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yes to Q21 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;No to Q29&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Q27&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Do you think that your previous life is something(not someone)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Yes to B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;No to C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Q28&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Cats and dogs like to come near you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yes to Q15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;No to Q25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Q29&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;When you are young, did you have life treatening disease?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yes to Q27&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;No to Q30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Q30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;When seeing people's photo, you think their expression somehow change?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Yes to C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;No to D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Creepy test!! eeee.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Results:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;A- Your spirit eye is very strong, is in your nature. If you concentrade enough, can easily spot souls.&lt;br /&gt;B- Your spirit eye is not bad, not always spot souls. If you want to see it, it will took up a lot of your effort and energy, better give up la...&lt;br /&gt;C- You can try at some haunted place, your spirit eye is avarage. If you are daring, can try at haunted place.&lt;br /&gt;D- You must first believe the existence of soul before you improve your spirit eye. Your spirit eye is below avarage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Eh....mine is A leh.....no thanks I dun wanna see souls!!! HELP!!! I do have some 6th sense sometimes, but I couldn't control it. Even though I like to have 6th sense....BUT I DUN WAN SEE GHOST!!!&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Everyone, happy testing.....HELP!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6757143228927798753-1682256925693076439?l=voclarno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/1682256925693076439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/1682256925693076439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voclarno.blogspot.com/2007/09/are-you-psychic.html' title='Are you a psychic?'/><author><name>慧慧～</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06276249365109296491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R4uVnplMmpI/AAAAAAAAAQM/AtzTWXIQwD4/S220/DSC03101.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6757143228927798753.post-7888563411558870990</id><published>2007-09-29T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T01:46:14.001+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interesthings'/><title type='text'>Now, how about Korean name?</title><content type='html'>Ok, I have the site to trace your korean name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not interesting for me, because, my name is exactly the same, even though they only asking me to check "HH" for my name. The family name follows your original.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for other names, most probably different....for mine, both the same...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok whoever wanna know it, just let me know ok?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6757143228927798753-7888563411558870990?l=voclarno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/7888563411558870990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/7888563411558870990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voclarno.blogspot.com/2007/09/now-how-about-korean-name.html' title='Now, how about Korean name?'/><author><name>慧慧～</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06276249365109296491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R4uVnplMmpI/AAAAAAAAAQM/AtzTWXIQwD4/S220/DSC03101.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6757143228927798753.post-8865448122198895093</id><published>2007-09-29T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T01:06:38.154+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interesthings'/><title type='text'>What is your Japanese name?</title><content type='html'>Whoever interested to know your Japanese name, please give me your full name and gender(my friends no need state gender d la, I know it anyway.) Then I will tell you name in replied comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, my Japanese name is Nakamura Miharu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakamura=my Japanese family name, meaning "centre of a village"&lt;br /&gt;Miharu=my Japanese first name, meaning "beautiful clear sky"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, submit your full name if you are interest. I will tell you full meaning of your Japanese name as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6757143228927798753-8865448122198895093?l=voclarno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/8865448122198895093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/8865448122198895093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voclarno.blogspot.com/2007/09/what-is-your-japanese-name.html' title='What is your Japanese name?'/><author><name>慧慧～</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06276249365109296491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R4uVnplMmpI/AAAAAAAAAQM/AtzTWXIQwD4/S220/DSC03101.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6757143228927798753.post-3099188371494578176</id><published>2007-09-26T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T21:48:31.109+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jokes'/><title type='text'>Smart old cock...</title><content type='html'>There is a farmer wanting to get a young cock, because the cock at home is too old. This will certainly make all the hens at home satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the farmer bring back a young handsome cock....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old cock is worried if this newcomer will take over his place. So, he challenge the newcomer.&lt;br /&gt;"Why not we have a competition? Who can run around faster for ten rounds will win all the hens here. Agree?"&lt;br /&gt;The young cock is very confident with his energy. So, he agrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so they race.&lt;br /&gt;At first, the old cock run with all his might, so he take the lead.&lt;br /&gt;But after 3 or 4 rounds, the old cock run out of energy and now the young cock is catching up with the old one.&lt;br /&gt;All the hens are cheering for the young cock.&lt;br /&gt;Just when the young cock is about to take over.....BANG!! A gun shot. The young cock fall dead.&lt;br /&gt;The farmer is standing by the fence, holding a gun, and he said,&lt;br /&gt;"Shit!! They sold me a gay cock AGAIN!!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6757143228927798753-3099188371494578176?l=voclarno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/3099188371494578176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/3099188371494578176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voclarno.blogspot.com/2007/09/smart-old-cock.html' title='Smart old cock...'/><author><name>慧慧～</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06276249365109296491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R4uVnplMmpI/AAAAAAAAAQM/AtzTWXIQwD4/S220/DSC03101.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6757143228927798753.post-1008063138548306027</id><published>2007-09-25T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T21:53:05.097+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jokes'/><title type='text'>Dialogue after rape...</title><content type='html'>In a messy little hut, a guy sitting by the bed, smoking. And a girl cry lying on the bed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Girl: Why do you rape me? You are such a beast!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Guy: Because I am a beast so I rape you la, so stupid question also you can ask me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Girl: Sob....sob.....Then how about my future?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Guy: How I know, I am just a rapist, not your boyfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Girl: If I pregnant, will you take the responsibility?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Guy: Walau.....do I look like an idiot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Girl: Woooo.....wooo....wooo......sob....sob....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Guy: Stop crying la, what's the big deal anyway? Ok, ok, how about I come and visit you regularly from now on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Girl: Really?? Is it true? Will you really? Will you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Guy: Aiyo....I said I will come means I will come la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Girl: After raping me, can't you feel guilty at all?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Guy: Haih...since you mention it, I somehow feel a little bit guilty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Girl: Then....you must make up with me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Guy: Huh??? How??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Girl: Erm.....why not be my boyfriend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Guy: *swt*.....(I am already 30 years old, no partner, today I finally have one?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Girl: Agree?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Guy: Since you said so, and I have no reason to refuse....ok, I agree...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Girl: That's wonderful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Guy: *swt*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Then the girl kiss the guy. They become a happy couple and live happily ever after.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6757143228927798753-1008063138548306027?l=voclarno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/1008063138548306027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/1008063138548306027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voclarno.blogspot.com/2007/09/dialogue-after-rape.html' title='Dialogue after rape...'/><author><name>慧慧～</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06276249365109296491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R4uVnplMmpI/AAAAAAAAAQM/AtzTWXIQwD4/S220/DSC03101.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6757143228927798753.post-884745058443055216</id><published>2007-09-25T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T22:00:06.208+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jokes'/><title type='text'>Before marriage and After marriage...</title><content type='html'>Sorry folks, soooooo long time never touch my blog at all. I was planning to do more AYC part 3 and 4.... doing AYC blog takes a lot of time so become lazy d.....wehehehehehe.....memang a lot of excuses one la.....(itchy: tau pun!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of excuses, let's go to the topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;Before Marriage...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Him: Hurray! This day has finally came! I can't wait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Her: Can I regret the marriage?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Him: No! Don't you ever think of that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Her: Do you love me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Him: Of course!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Her: Will you betray me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Him: Of course not! What makes you think that way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Her: Can you give me a kiss?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Him: That's for sure! And it won't be only once!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Her: Will you beat me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Him: I never will!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Her: Will you give me a promise?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;for the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;After Marriage &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;just read the dialogue from bottom to the top, opposite way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;so is it true? Guys?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6757143228927798753-884745058443055216?l=voclarno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/884745058443055216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/884745058443055216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voclarno.blogspot.com/2007/09/before-marriage-and-after-marriage.html' title='Before marriage and After marriage...'/><author><name>慧慧～</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06276249365109296491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R4uVnplMmpI/AAAAAAAAAQM/AtzTWXIQwD4/S220/DSC03101.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6757143228927798753.post-5344240447655553859</id><published>2007-08-15T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:08:20.696+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Choir'/><title type='text'>AYC2007 Part 2-Games in AYC!</title><content type='html'>Though we practise everyday from 9 to 9....but being youthful singers.....WE STILL MANAGE TO PLAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first game I have is just card game of 4 players... We play all kinds of card games in my room that night... after we went swimming....woooo, super cold...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098859830470899202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/RsLKADq59gI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ZxTC8H7rNAk/s400/P1090644.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so here are the players, from left is Anton, Fumiko, me, and Daniel....Daniel is the great big loser of that night....see he is holding the most cards... the one finish fastest is the winner...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK, let's go to our 2nd game...not as boring as card game d....our 2nd game: Werewolves!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me explain the game first, maybe my readers can play it as well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the game of werewolves, there are 9 characters all together if we have enough players. Each charactor has different role.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Villagers: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;This is the most boring character for me. Because villagers dun have any special power. They just ignorant and they only vote for people whom they think most probably is the werewolf, the person who get most vote is out of the game, and must reveal his/her true identity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Werewolves: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;So, they are the target of the whole game. Werewolves must coorperate to finish of all the good or ignorant villagers to win the game. Every night werewolves will transform and will kill a person each night. When the day time, nobody knows they are werewolves and they also will join the vote as the villagers do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Voyant(it means "light" in french): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;So we will have a few normal villagers and a few werewolves in a game. The Voyant is one of the good villagers who has special power. The Voyant got the ability to see the card of one person at a night, just one at a night. So the Voyant will know who are the werewolves if he/she survive long enough to see many cards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Witch: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Witch is another good villager with special power. The which has a power to save and also a power to kill. In the whole game, the witch can only use each power once. The witch cannot see the card of the player when deciding to kill or save a person. So the witch simply got to be smart to guess which one is the werewolf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Little Girl: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;This little girl as the power to peek secretly when the werewolves transform. If the werewolves catch the little girl trying to peek, werewolves will immediately kill the little girl and not even the witch got the power to save the little girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Hunter: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;The Hunter only can use his/her special power when dying..haha, if he has been vote out or he has been kill by the werewolves or witch or whatever... once he die, he can drag someone to die together with him. If he is smart, or lucky, he might pick the wolf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Cupid: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Everybody know what is the job for cupid. So, cupid is only good for the first night of the game. Before everything start, cupid will choose the couple of the game, then the couple recognize each other's identity. Cupid doesn't know the true identity of everyone....just simply choose. If the couple is both good people, the game goes on like normal. If the couple is good people and wolf or both wolves, then they new job is to finish off everybody else in the game and be the ultimate winner. When one of the person dies, his/her couple will automatically die together as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Thief: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;The Thief got the ability to change his card with the narator of the story, and then goes on like a normal game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Captian: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;This charactor only appear when the number of wolves and good people is the same. The players of the game will elect a captian and the vote of the captian is double. If so unlckily elect a wolf to become a captian.....oh, is just too bad....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;So the narator of the game will tell the story, keep going day and night. Each night the wolves kill a person, The Voyant see a card, and the witch awake to decide whether to use his/her power. And during day time, we will found out who is dead, and we try to discuss who are the wolves and each day we vote out one person. It goes on and on until all the wolves are killed, or all the good people are killed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;So here is some pictures taken during our game...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098872625178474002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/RsLVozq59hI/AAAAAAAAAJE/WIWkWOLB5-U/s400/P1090789.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Nathan our great great great narator is explaining the meaning of the card before distribute them to us. He is really funny guy, he makes the games become all lively.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098873492761867810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/RsLWbTq59iI/AAAAAAAAAJM/TbWKlIoecoM/s400/P1090716.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Here is our first batch of "werewolves" players....in Nathan's room, I had been DRAGGED from the practise room to come here and play. Is not that I am so rajin wanna stay there dun wan come and play, but Nathan never told me his intension and just chase me around and caught me, and then, I am here. See my weird expression....actually, we are not ready for photo shooting yet...(ps, one of us is our famous "Mr Bean" of AYC, do you know which one?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099080510185535026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/RsOStTq59jI/AAAAAAAAAJU/CuLnUCL5n14/s400/P1090721.JPG" border="0" /&gt;So, the "villagers" and the "wolves" sitting in a circle and discuss actually who are the wolves....Actually, I am....hehehehehehehahahahahahahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099081901754938946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/RsOT-Tq59kI/AAAAAAAAAJc/svcF8q_3lK8/s400/P1090736.JPG" border="0" /&gt;after the game, no more villagers and werewolves, back to AYC members.... let's take a photo before our afternoon nap....the guy on my right side is the photographer earlier...and, one of the player Ivan Johan is missing, where is he?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;here comes 2nd batch of people playing....we have got a bigger group, 19 players!! Promotion is good I can see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099084057828521570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/RsOV7zq59mI/AAAAAAAAAJs/w4kO1RB9QrY/s400/P1090787.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099083443648198226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/RsOVYDq59lI/AAAAAAAAAJk/ec8CCt6YNW0/s400/P1090779.JPG" border="0" /&gt;See, we some more putting food in the middle....sambil makan sambil main... I am so dump never know the camera is shooting me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last round of the game, it is after the first performance... I dun have a picture of everybody, place setting is at Nathan's Lobby....so, first game at 2 floor, second game at the 3rd floor and last game at the lobby.....tres bien! Is townhouse DD...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099085926308171890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/RsOXokTK0HI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/vpH4Myy-pCg/s400/P1090955.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I am explaining the card to Daniel, this Daniel miss the first two games, why I have the time to do the explaining? Because I am killed by the werewolves already... I was the witch is that round, after I use both my power, I am gone....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099087184733589634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/RsOYx0TK0II/AAAAAAAAAJ8/RGqsBl0RN1k/s400/P1090961.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And this is Ega, who is our Mr BEAN....haha, he is the first to die.....it is because....HE IS TOO NOISY!!! playing with all the beer bottles....see, play 2 together some more....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, next time ask this black version of Mr Bean to show you his Mr Bean dance....haha, actually after he is out of the game, he is even noisier, and after I died, I join his bottle playing as well, wahahahahaha.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6757143228927798753-5344240447655553859?l=voclarno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/5344240447655553859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/5344240447655553859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voclarno.blogspot.com/2007/08/ayc2007-part-2-games-in-ayc.html' title='AYC2007 Part 2-Games in AYC!'/><author><name>慧慧～</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06276249365109296491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R4uVnplMmpI/AAAAAAAAAQM/AtzTWXIQwD4/S220/DSC03101.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/RsLKADq59gI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ZxTC8H7rNAk/s72-c/P1090644.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6757143228927798753.post-6748451885598715169</id><published>2007-08-13T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:08:23.579+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Choir'/><title type='text'>AYC2007 Part 1-Beverly Hills Town House!</title><content type='html'>This year AYC we stay in a very luxurious place... well, luxurious to me la... It is Beverly Hills Town House in Bandung, Indonesia. Each house is 3 storeys. 6 of us staying in one house. Here is how it looks like from the outside....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097856311362188610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 153px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="75" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/Rr85Tjq59UI/AAAAAAAAAHc/07GEYohW4bU/s400/1050537037_477b75f3e5_s.jpg" width="145" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok, the photo quality is not too good. See the balcony on the 2nd storey? It is mine!! Really cool, at night after bathing can listen to the music and sit there enjoy....but not for long...it is cold at night. So, let's get into the house....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Welcome to my town house "I"....(Houses are named by alphaberts)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/Rr86_Tq59VI/AAAAAAAAAHk/eJgqPTzB20U/s1600-h/P1090458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097858162493093202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/Rr86_Tq59VI/AAAAAAAAAHk/eJgqPTzB20U/s400/P1090458.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/Rr87qzq59WI/AAAAAAAAAHs/w_mM3GAl7Jo/s1600-h/P1090456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097858909817402722" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/Rr87qzq59WI/AAAAAAAAAHs/w_mM3GAl7Jo/s400/P1090456.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;left view and right view at the living room.....OMG soooooooo nice!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097860090933409138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/Rr88vjq59XI/AAAAAAAAAH0/qvWvO2ANqrY/s400/P1090462.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Here is our kitchen.... all of us never use it....since we only see our house from 9pm(after rehearsal) to 8am (after wake up prepare to go for breakfast).... who will cook between that time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097861632826668418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/Rr8-JTq59YI/AAAAAAAAAH8/sDC7aH7wQGU/s400/P1090465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;dining area....ok that's all for the base....let's move up! and there are the stairs....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097862405920781714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/Rr8-2Tq59ZI/AAAAAAAAAIE/0sHko40_FAQ/s400/P1090460.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tadaaaa!! Here is my room! I took the bed on the right side....nice and cozy....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097863758835479970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/Rr9AFDq59aI/AAAAAAAAAIM/zJ5wxh3HH2M/s400/P1090446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;and our big mirror and basin in the room.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097864819692402098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/Rr9BCzq59bI/AAAAAAAAAIU/KZf0dCNqA6c/s400/P1090448.JPG" border="0" /&gt;So I am now opening the two doors beside the mirror.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/Rr9CJjq59cI/AAAAAAAAAIc/M1g95wFvQCM/s1600-h/P1090440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097866035168146882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/Rr9CJjq59cI/AAAAAAAAAIc/M1g95wFvQCM/s400/P1090440.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/Rr9CpTq59dI/AAAAAAAAAIk/fLibGHN2V04/s1600-h/P1090444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097866580628993490" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/Rr9CpTq59dI/AAAAAAAAAIk/fLibGHN2V04/s400/P1090444.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;left side is the toilet and right side is the bathing area....the room so big....but bathroom so petite....haih.... you know behind the mirror is a very big space for people to change clothes while do acrobics back there...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, coming out from my room.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I look down the stairs....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097867873414149602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/Rr9D0jq59eI/AAAAAAAAAIs/ETiVnoM7xuo/s400/P1090450.JPG" border="0" /&gt;it is very straight......argg.....I mean a bit like the stairs on the ferry....scary when going down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;then I look up....thinking of exploring the 3rd storey....(3 people sleep in the 2nd-storey room....and the other 3 on top....I was arranged to sleep in 2nd storey one, with Obi and Monique.....luckily....)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097869668710479346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/Rr9FdDq59fI/AAAAAAAAAI0/_X9p-mv9XgI/s400/P1090453.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The top doesn't look very nice.... and the features are same in my room....so, lazy Hui Hui didn't go up to explore....back to room and unpack luggage....then SHOWER TIME! Ahhhhh........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6757143228927798753-6748451885598715169?l=voclarno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/6748451885598715169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/6748451885598715169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voclarno.blogspot.com/2007/08/ayc2007-part-1-beverly-hills-town-house.html' title='AYC2007 Part 1-Beverly Hills Town House!'/><author><name>慧慧～</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06276249365109296491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R4uVnplMmpI/AAAAAAAAAQM/AtzTWXIQwD4/S220/DSC03101.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/Rr85Tjq59UI/AAAAAAAAAHc/07GEYohW4bU/s72-c/1050537037_477b75f3e5_s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6757143228927798753.post-1187759490239727144</id><published>2007-07-22T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T22:08:38.615+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Divertimento of life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Choir'/><title type='text'>Flying to Jakarta!</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow I will be flying to Jakarta to join my 3rd Asian Youth Choir music camp and performances. I am now very excited and not sleepy at all, though I am quite worry for some pieces that is very very difficult. I still didn't work out all pieces!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I planned to pack up all my things in this week end. Then, my friend who study in France one, came back for holidays and wanted to come to KL to visit me. So, I meet her up on friday night, and saturday morning we went for ice skating at sunway piramid... My friend pakar d la, because she always skate in France also. I am only 2nd time experience, but I am not bad as well, my friend said she is amazed....yeah! Hey, when I was a kid, I pakar roller skates one leh....though is a 2 by 2 roller one la...the old fashion one....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 2nd time of ice skating is far more adventurous (in other word, scary) than my 1st time. There were altogether 4 accidents during skating....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accident 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to skate with Zee Kin and his friend as well... his friend is a first timer, so I hold him once...and then, he fall backwards, pulling me to fall forward on him (we are facing each other), I din fall heavily, but, his leg accidentally kick on my left knee, and of course he is waering the skate....OUCH! now blue black d.... :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accident 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When skating, there was a girl beginner on my left side....and she is seriously unbalance and I am sure I cannot hold her when I did tried.....she almost pull me down together, luckily I let go fast when I decided that I cannot help. (Learning from the 1st experience just now).... but then, it still cause me to be unbalance and start to sway to one side.... luckily there is another guy on my right side and I quickly hold him and he help me balance.... so, not falling this time......wheeeeeewww!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accident 3:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learning from the first 2 experience, I know that beginners=dangerous people....so I skate in the more inner circle, which are normally intermediate skaters. Who knows my bad luck hasn't over yet... A rather daring beginners skate very fast and try to be faster than me, when he try to cut the queue from my right side, he kicked my right leg from behind and of course I lost balance immediately, cause I never expected it... by luck, I still succeeded to stop safely.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accident 4:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the worst shock for me. By that time, I already can skate in a moderato speed and I am really enjoying it. Suddenly I heard a voice from behind shouting "Oh my god! Oh my god!", before I start to think what happened behind......BANG!! A guy langgar me from behind....I suppose he is an intermediate skater who just know how to speed up, but still cannot master how to slow down and avoid people....so, we both zooming in a presto or vivace speed to the front. Just imagine, I dun know a thing, and suddenly someone hit me, and I am rocketing to the front out of control.....naturally, I scream all the way to express fear and also to warn people in front of us to avoid us....then I change the direction to reduce the momentum, and I finally stop myself keep zooming forward....and, I let the guy alone zooming, of course it is much slower compare to the time when he just hit me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, skating is fun, only have one big spot of blue black which is other people's fault.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6757143228927798753-1187759490239727144?l=voclarno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/1187759490239727144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/1187759490239727144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voclarno.blogspot.com/2007/07/flying-to-jakarta.html' title='Flying to Jakarta!'/><author><name>慧慧～</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06276249365109296491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R4uVnplMmpI/AAAAAAAAAQM/AtzTWXIQwD4/S220/DSC03101.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6757143228927798753.post-1742371415078674633</id><published>2007-07-03T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T22:01:08.419+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tags'/><title type='text'>Sendiri wanted to be tagged by Itchy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;INSTRUCTION :Bold the statements that are true to you.Italicize the statements that you WISH are true. Leave the fibs alone.Then, stab 3 people to do the same test..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) I miss somebody right now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;2) I do not watch TV these days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I wear glasses or contact lenses. (oh that reminds me, hey where I put my glasses d?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;4) I love to play video games.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (But I am very lousy player)&lt;br /&gt;5) I have tried marijuana.&lt;br /&gt;6) I have been in a threesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;7) I believe honesty is usually the best policy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Well ya, "usually" la)&lt;br /&gt;8) I have changed mentally over the last year.&lt;br /&gt;9) I curse. (When I wanted to do that, I will sneeze, dun know why)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;10) I'm totally smart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Of course I am smarter than some, so, bold and italic means, I think I am smart and hoping to be even smarter)&lt;br /&gt;11) I've broken someone's bones.&lt;br /&gt;12) I'm paranoid sometimes.(I dun know, got to ask people around me, maybe Jeremy will say that I am, is it?)&lt;br /&gt;13) I would get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe, free of cost, and scar-free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14) I need money right now.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15) I love sushi.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;16) I talk really, really fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Only true when I converse in mandrin)&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17) I have long hair.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;18) I have lost money in Las Vegas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;19) I have at least one sibling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (this is no way it can be true anyway)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;20) I have worn fake hair/fingernails/eyelashes in the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(When I was doing Carmen opera lo, my fake hair really nice, considering to do it for real, maybe later la...)&lt;br /&gt;21) I couldn't survive without Caller ID.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;22) I like the way I look.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;(well ok, my mom is pretty, being her daughter, cannot say myself ugly even if you dun agree....hehe)&lt;br /&gt;23) I am usually pessimistic. (Not usually, only like this in some matter, which normally, if I cannot do anything to solve the matter but only can sit there wait for it to resolve itself, I will be super pessimistic dude!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;24) I have a lot of mood swings.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;(this is for sure, everyone knows me will say that.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;25) I have a hidden talent.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;(somebody told me that I got 6th sense, I dun know if it is true, and I dun know if having it is a good thing.)&lt;br /&gt;26) I'm always hyper.(I am lazy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;27) I have a lot of friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28) I have pecked someone of the same sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29) I enjoy talking on the phone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;30) I practically live in sweatpants or PJ pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;31) I love to shop.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;32) Enjoy window shopping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33) I would rather shop than eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;34) I don't hate anyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;35) I'm a pretty good dancer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36) I'm completely embarrassed to be seen with my mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;37) I have a cell phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Huh? Who doesn't have?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;38) I believe in God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39) I am an adrenaline junkie.&lt;br /&gt;40) I watch MTV on a daily basis.&lt;br /&gt;41) I have passed out drunk in the past 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;42) I've rejected someone before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;43) I want to have children in the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (I want to be a mother)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;44) I have changed a diaper before.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;(eh I took care of small cousins before.)&lt;br /&gt;45) I've called the cops on a friend before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;46) I'm not allergic to anything.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;(dun wanna tell you what I am allergic to, later somebody kena it on me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;47) I have a lot to learn.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;48) I'm shy around members of the opposite sex.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;(unless I know very well d)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;49) I have made a move on a friends significant other or crush in the past.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;50) I have tried alcohol before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (I drank a little of beer before AYC performance and it cause my vocal cord to swell and cannot sing well)&lt;br /&gt;51) I own the South Park movie.&lt;br /&gt;52) I would die for my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;53) I think that Pizza Hut has the best pizza.&lt;br /&gt;54) I have used my sexuality to advance my career.&lt;br /&gt;55) I love Michael Jackson, scandals and all.&lt;br /&gt;56) Halloween is awesome because you get free candy.&lt;br /&gt;57) I watch Spongebob Squarepants and I like it.&lt;br /&gt;58) I am happy at this moment!&lt;br /&gt;59) I'm obsessed with girls/guys.&lt;br /&gt;60) I tie my shoelaces differently from anyone I've ever met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;61) I study for tests most of the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;62) I am comfortable with who I am right now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;63) I have more than just my ears pierced.(I don't even pierce my ears)&lt;br /&gt;64) I walk barefoot wherever I can.&lt;br /&gt;65) I have jumped off a bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;66) I love sea turtles.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;67) I spend ridiculous money on makeup.&lt;br /&gt;68) Plan on achieving a major goal dream. (no plan now, and my dream also susah to be planned one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;69) I'm proficient in an musical instrument.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Ok la, still learning hard)&lt;br /&gt;70) I hate office jobs.&lt;br /&gt;71) I love sci-fi movies.&lt;br /&gt;72) I think water rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;73) I went college out of state.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Uni considered bo?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;74) I like sausages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Because no bones in there, I super pemalas ok?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;75) I love kisses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Of course depends on who kisses me)&lt;br /&gt;76) I fall for the worst people&lt;br /&gt;77) I adore bright colours.&lt;br /&gt;78) I can't live without black eyeliner.&lt;br /&gt;79) I don't know why the hell I just did this stupid thing.&lt;br /&gt;80) I usually like covers better than originals.&lt;br /&gt;81) I can pick up things with my toes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;82) I can whistle.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83) I can move my tongue in waves, much like a snake's slither.(I am not sure about this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;84) I have ridden/owned a horse.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ( have ridden when I am still very young, of course somebody else leading the horse in front)&lt;br /&gt;85) I still have every journal I've written in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;86) I can't stick to a diet.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;(Thats y i'm so fat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;87) I talk in my sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (True but very seldom, once my friend told me I sang.)&lt;br /&gt;88) I try to forget things by drowning them out with loads of distractions. 89) I have jazz in my blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;90) Climbing trees is a brilliant past-time.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;(true when I was still a kid la, I was a "monkey" kid)&lt;br /&gt;91) I wear a toe ring.&lt;br /&gt;92) I can't stand at LEAST one person that I work with.&lt;br /&gt;93) I am a caffeine junkie.&lt;br /&gt;94) I cosplay or know what cosplaying is.&lt;br /&gt;95) I have been to over 15 conventions.&lt;br /&gt;96) I will collect anything, and the more nonsensical the better.&lt;br /&gt;97) I'm an artist.&lt;br /&gt;98) I only clean my room when necessary.&lt;br /&gt;99) I like a person of the same sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;100) I love being happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Who love to be sad??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tagging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1) Ms Summer Uhoo&lt;br /&gt;#2)Mei Ying Dear&lt;br /&gt;#3)Ying Jie&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6757143228927798753-1742371415078674633?l=voclarno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/1742371415078674633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/1742371415078674633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voclarno.blogspot.com/2007/07/sendiri-wanted-to-be-tagged-by-itchy.html' title='Sendiri wanted to be tagged by Itchy.'/><author><name>慧慧～</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06276249365109296491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R4uVnplMmpI/AAAAAAAAAQM/AtzTWXIQwD4/S220/DSC03101.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6757143228927798753.post-3784888117353558196</id><published>2007-06-19T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T22:02:04.109+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Choir'/><title type='text'>UM choir is going for exam!</title><content type='html'>This coming Thursday, UM choir is going for the gold assessment Trinity choir examination. Just now we just had our final rehearsal, our teacher said we sure will pass, but we need to work for flying colours la....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I never went for any of the rehearsals since May, just now in the rehearsal I keep making mistakes because poor memory power after "rest" for so long. Even a very minor mistake that I made will cause the whole choir stop to correct me....my gosh, so ashame.... Cham liao, minor mistake also people can hear from my voice, must practise before exam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our choir did improve a lot compare before May... I was hoping they were in the pessoc Choralffest too.... should put up a real good show...won't loose to the Ping Hwa girl school... though we din have so many action like the train song they sang, but we all music students can learn up more difficult repertoire for chorus....plus, I am in there leh! cheh.....wahahaha....what you thought how many choir can have me? Humph! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I hope I won't do any mistake in the exam....with my voice that will be pretty obvious....so, practise practise la...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6757143228927798753-3784888117353558196?l=voclarno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/3784888117353558196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/3784888117353558196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voclarno.blogspot.com/2007/06/um-choir-is-going-for-exam.html' title='UM choir is going for exam!'/><author><name>慧慧～</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06276249365109296491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R4uVnplMmpI/AAAAAAAAAQM/AtzTWXIQwD4/S220/DSC03101.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6757143228927798753.post-5543049444816276524</id><published>2007-06-07T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T22:02:25.884+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jokes'/><title type='text'>Haih, life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Mandrin version:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ren sheng jiu xiang da bian, yi dan chong zou le, jiu bu hui zai hui lai.&lt;br /&gt;ren sheng jiu xiang da bian, ze me la dou yi yang, ke shi mei ci you bu dai yi yang.&lt;br /&gt;ren sheng jiu xiang da bian, you shi la de hen shuang, you shi la de hen can.&lt;br /&gt;ren sheng jiu xiang da bian, ni yong yuan bu zhi dao, hui la chu she me dong xi.&lt;br /&gt;ren sheng jiu xiang da bian, xiang yao she me jie guo, jiu yao xian ze me zai.&lt;br /&gt;ren sheng jiu xiang da bian, wang wang nu li le ban tian, que zhi you ji ge pi.&lt;br /&gt;ren sheng jiu xiang da bian, bu guan dian zhui de duo piao liang, ben zhi hai shi yi yang.&lt;br /&gt;ren sheng jiu xiang da bian, zhi you zhi ji mo mo de yong gan mian dui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shuo yi, da jia chang shuo "ni qu chi da bian la!"&lt;br /&gt;qi shi, ben yi shi " ni yao rong ru zhi ji de sheng huo"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;English translation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Life is just like shit, once flush away, it will never come back.&lt;br /&gt;Life is just like shit, no matter how you shit is still the same, but is still not really the same.&lt;br /&gt;Life is just like shit, sometimes shit comfortably, sometimes cirit birit.&lt;br /&gt;Life is just like shit, you will never know, what will you shit.&lt;br /&gt;Life is just like shit, how you want the "fruit", how you must "plant".&lt;br /&gt;Life is just like shit, work hard for the whole day, but only farts coming out.&lt;br /&gt;Life is just like shit, no matter how you decorate it, the original quality is still the same.&lt;br /&gt;Life is just like shit, only yourself must face it with courage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, everybody says "You go eat shit la!"&lt;br /&gt;The actual meaning is "you must blend into your life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is taken from a news letter... what a "beautifully disgusting" poem....enjoy......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6757143228927798753-5543049444816276524?l=voclarno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/5543049444816276524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/5543049444816276524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voclarno.blogspot.com/2007/06/haih-life.html' title='Haih, life...'/><author><name>慧慧～</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06276249365109296491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R4uVnplMmpI/AAAAAAAAAQM/AtzTWXIQwD4/S220/DSC03101.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6757143228927798753.post-8541504066270548307</id><published>2007-06-03T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T22:02:41.628+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tags'/><title type='text'>Itchy tag me...</title><content type='html'>Volcano is tagged by Tong Sampah manager.....ah no, Mr Itchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;5 Things Found In Your Bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- handphone&lt;br /&gt;- purse&lt;br /&gt;- keys&lt;br /&gt;- water bottle&lt;br /&gt;- umbrella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;5 Things Found In Your Purse/Wallet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- Money&lt;br /&gt;- IC&lt;br /&gt;- student ID&lt;br /&gt;- name cards (not mine)&lt;br /&gt;- ATM and credit (shhh.....dun tell, later kena rompak)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;5 Favourite Things In My Room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- bed la, what else....I am sleeping pig&lt;br /&gt;- my piano (clarinets sometimes not in my room, so not really counted)&lt;br /&gt;- air-corn (without it I will die)&lt;br /&gt;- teddy teddy...&lt;br /&gt;- photo albums&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;5 Types of Humans(Apa meaning?tak faham,leaving this ques out)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- funny or boring?&lt;br /&gt;- talented or not talented?&lt;br /&gt;- fat or thin?&lt;br /&gt;- rich or poor?&lt;br /&gt;- proud or humble?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;5 Things Ive Always Wanted To Do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- celebrate valentine&lt;br /&gt;- improve clarinet (my tonging is horrible)&lt;br /&gt;- go US travel (I already went to Europe, so that is done)&lt;br /&gt;- go kick that stupid vocal tutor&lt;br /&gt;- ski&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;5 Things you're currently in to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- Pessoc&lt;br /&gt;- Piano and Solfege class at Areca&lt;br /&gt;- practising some piano accompaniment&lt;br /&gt;- cartoon&lt;br /&gt;-sleep&lt;br /&gt;(aiya, should start practising clarinet d leh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;5 People you tag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- all of my volcano's victims...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6757143228927798753-8541504066270548307?l=voclarno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/8541504066270548307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/8541504066270548307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voclarno.blogspot.com/2007/06/itchy-tag-me.html' title='Itchy tag me...'/><author><name>慧慧～</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06276249365109296491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R4uVnplMmpI/AAAAAAAAAQM/AtzTWXIQwD4/S220/DSC03101.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6757143228927798753.post-4414715486513618991</id><published>2007-05-05T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:08:24.348+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music Classes'/><title type='text'>My Aural and Dictation Class today...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;note: for people who don't understand what is music dictation, music dictation is to write out the music score from what you heard. Is a listen-and-notate process. People who are interested to know more, please proceed, happy reading!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long time never do music dictation already actually...since the aural class in UM is only kiddy stuff, I thought my skill already went down to zero. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But actually...there isn't nothing to learn in UM as well, there is something that I learned and I cannot pick up that kinda skill in any other aural class in the whole wide world.....wanna know what? That is.......ta-ta-ta-taaaaaaaa: The skill to guess what is the actual score... Don't understand? Let me explain.... the aural teacher always play several versions when repeat the short pieces for aural... everytime he repeated, it comes out different thing again, so I developed some kinda skill that can analyse from the different version. And at last, I will be the only one in class who can get full marks with no mistakes in dictation. For example, he is playing G# which is a bit "difficult" than playing G, so he will be a bit late....sometimes on time, sometimes a semiquaver late, sometimes a demisemiquaver late.....etc. But then I can still guess what is actually written on the score he is looking at....hurrah for me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok back for todays aural and dictation lesson in Areca... to my own surprise, I did a superb job for today.... normally I will do a lot of silly mistakes such as: forgot to put natural after marking sharps before it, didn't care how long the note holds.....etc. But today, I did a perfect job.....see:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061094876331732178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/Rjye-aZNbNI/AAAAAAAAAGs/V55l3r2RgBM/s400/Photo-0016Hui.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have got 3 flowers from Mr Shimano, and see my score got no corrections....seldom that careful also especially the piece is quite tricky...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then we learn soprano clef.....haih, never come across that clef before to tell the truth....see:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061095778274864354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/Rjyfy6ZNbOI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Zu_oFttTU9o/s400/Photo-0017Th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;luckily is almost like transposing for A clarinet for a treble clef, but is still not very easy....wheew....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Later on we learn atonal sight singing from a book, which is:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061096757527407874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/Rjygr6ZNbQI/AAAAAAAAAHE/bt1NVoXgOXI/s400/Photo-0023Hui.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;this is my copy of that book....ps: is more beautiful than the original score oh....only the cover la...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Looking in the inside, whoa.......&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061097784024591634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/RjyhnqZNbRI/AAAAAAAAAHM/-p0nyYcrakM/s400/Photo-0020Hui.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;see the gila gila sharps and flats....pening aku....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then later on the bus, dun know is the effect of the dictation lesson that brainstorm me, see what have I done with my bus ticket:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061099837018959138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/RjyjfKZNbSI/AAAAAAAAAHU/qV4-WOgI9JI/s400/Photo-0010Hui.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice green little volcano flower....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6757143228927798753-4414715486513618991?l=voclarno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/4414715486513618991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/4414715486513618991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voclarno.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-aural-and-dictation-class-today.html' title='My Aural and Dictation Class today...'/><author><name>慧慧～</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06276249365109296491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R4uVnplMmpI/AAAAAAAAAQM/AtzTWXIQwD4/S220/DSC03101.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/Rjye-aZNbNI/AAAAAAAAAGs/V55l3r2RgBM/s72-c/Photo-0016Hui.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6757143228927798753.post-8609270394201247981</id><published>2007-04-29T14:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:08:25.849+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>Pulau Payar...The Best Beach in Malaysia!!</title><content type='html'>This pulau is not very famous like Pulau Perhentian or Pulau Redang. But trust me, it is the most beautiful island in Malaysia that you can remember for your whole life long.... It is between Pulau Langkawi and Kuala Kedah....so, these are the pictures....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The sun rise in Pulau Payar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058740220641242162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/RjRBbaZNbDI/AAAAAAAAAFc/P_HcUmfS-vc/s320/DSCF0237.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058740602893331522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/RjRBxqZNbEI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Dbss_KUrhjQ/s320/DSCF0241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Beautiful seaside....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058740967965551698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/RjRCG6ZNbFI/AAAAAAAAAFs/rIN98nN8_20/s320/DSCF0239.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058741444706921570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/RjRCiqZNbGI/AAAAAAAAAF0/oyZ-53Aemjo/s320/DSCF0244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Clear water + Sea Cucumber + Fishes + Baby Sharks + Fish Feeder...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058741994462735474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/RjRDCqZNbHI/AAAAAAAAAF8/MtfwDhiKfFY/s320/DSCF0248.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058743480521419922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/RjREZKZNbJI/AAAAAAAAAGM/tHz0vJ1Z8z0/s320/DSCF0249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058742690247437442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/RjRDrKZNbII/AAAAAAAAAGE/hovsCvACzVM/s320/DSCF0258.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058743888543313058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/RjREw6ZNbKI/AAAAAAAAAGU/w5dw7kslj-4/s320/DSCF0259.JPG" border="0" /&gt;See my cute cute cute cute volcano fishie....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this is my wonderful memories in Pulau Payar....snorkeling, fish feeding, and taking photosssss!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058745056774417586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/RjRF06ZNbLI/AAAAAAAAAGc/cV7DprLqD5A/s320/DSCF0285.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058745439026506946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/RjRGLKZNbMI/AAAAAAAAAGk/huCWi6C839c/s320/DSCF0276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;So mommy, when is the next time we go again ya? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6757143228927798753-8609270394201247981?l=voclarno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/8609270394201247981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/8609270394201247981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voclarno.blogspot.com/2007/04/pulau-payarthe-best-beach-in-malaysia.html' title='Pulau Payar...The Best Beach in Malaysia!!'/><author><name>慧慧～</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06276249365109296491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R4uVnplMmpI/AAAAAAAAAQM/AtzTWXIQwD4/S220/DSC03101.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/RjRBbaZNbDI/AAAAAAAAAFc/P_HcUmfS-vc/s72-c/DSCF0237.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6757143228927798753.post-2530671116361360134</id><published>2007-04-28T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:08:28.180+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Les Crepes!</title><content type='html'>Crepe, a french word, that means "pan cake". The pronunciation is similar as pronouncing "crap" in english. The place which is most famous for crepes is Rennes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok enough for lesson, tonight my dinner is crepe. Me and my housemate who learn french try to make this crepe according to our french text book. So here it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;At first, 250g of flour+2 eggs+0.5liter of milk+a pinch of salt+some water.... then mix all into a watery paste, like this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058141957466712898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/RjIhT6ZNa0I/AAAAAAAAADk/mHODrwhLHjc/s320/Photo-0002Oh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;here is some tips in mixing the paste&lt;/u&gt;: make the flour into a small hill, then only add the water and milk and egg (liquid) around the "flour hill". Then slowly kacau in circle without touching the "hill", so that the flour won't become ketul-ketulan which drive you mad.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, playing while taking picture is some additional activities you can do, like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058142846524943186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/RjIiHqZNa1I/AAAAAAAAADs/lSIWE_NZQuc/s320/Photo-0004Did.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Then, you put the paste into a pan and toss it around to make it round, flip it over when the one side is cooked, then voila, you got your first crepe...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058143525129775970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/RjIivKZNa2I/AAAAAAAAAD0/grzBqRwGU3U/s320/Photo-0005Why.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058143787122781042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/RjIi-aZNa3I/AAAAAAAAAD8/3VHsUPa8JRU/s320/Photo-0006Nrn.jpg" border="0" /&gt; looks like roti canai eh? it tasted different actually..... roti canai no milk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, there is sometimes accident can happen, so kanak-kanak, jaga-jaga sikit ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058144392713169794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/RjIjhqZNa4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/snsycDD_1Ms/s320/Photo-0008Oak.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;like this one, after my housemate tossed it, she terambil the fire lighter on the right side to go and kacau instead of the wooden spatula at the left side.... well, this joke is a bit too dangerous pal....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058145264591530898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/RjIkUaZNa5I/AAAAAAAAAEM/wjdHCDhzM-E/s320/Photo-0009Dai.jpg" border="0" /&gt;this picture demonstrate how unprofessional a person can be....this "round" crepe looks like flying white devil with the small holes like the eyes.....haih....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, next, we fry some chicken mushroom ham, bought in cold storage KLCC, not expensive one....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058146205189368738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/RjIlLKZNa6I/AAAAAAAAAEU/koaX3Qud6Ns/s320/Photo-0007Glo.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;before&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058146540196817842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/RjIleqZNa7I/AAAAAAAAAEc/3z4TkRhSQkM/s320/Photo-0011Pc.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;frying&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058146931038841794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/RjIl1aZNa8I/AAAAAAAAAEk/A5OpZaBL76M/s320/Photo-0012Ha.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;after&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Besides ham, tuna mayonaise can be another choice to go with crepes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058147455024851922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/RjImT6ZNa9I/AAAAAAAAAEs/ZoXgEG8RhEY/s320/Photo-0010Ha.jpg" border="0" /&gt; to make it nicer, add some onions and heat the tuna mayonaise in the pans that you use to fry the ham just now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After done it all, serve it nice and get ready to eat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058152381352340498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/RjIqyqZNbBI/AAAAAAAAAFM/q6lOxnS3y3U/s320/Photo-0013Tat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The crepes, the cheese, the ham, the tuna.....dinner's served!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058149684112878562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/RjIoVqZNa-I/AAAAAAAAAE0/CwW9YqTn8ck/s320/Photo-0014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Mon amis et moi, les cuisinieres pour les crepes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058150500156664818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/RjIpFKZNa_I/AAAAAAAAAE8/27BGwSN3sV4/s320/Photo-0015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My grand finale! my last piece of crepe, I put two pieces of ham and one whole cut of cheese spread....oh my goodness, this is really......Hallelujah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058152832323906594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/RjIrM6ZNbCI/AAAAAAAAAFU/H0i4FPLclwM/s320/Photo-0017Le.jpg" border="0" /&gt;See the panda girl eating the grand finale? Am I holding a clarinet instead??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6757143228927798753-2530671116361360134?l=voclarno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/2530671116361360134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/2530671116361360134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voclarno.blogspot.com/2007/04/les-crepes.html' title='Les Crepes!'/><author><name>慧慧～</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06276249365109296491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R4uVnplMmpI/AAAAAAAAAQM/AtzTWXIQwD4/S220/DSC03101.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/RjIhT6ZNa0I/AAAAAAAAADk/mHODrwhLHjc/s72-c/Photo-0002Oh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6757143228927798753.post-1000482929950725711</id><published>2007-04-27T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:08:30.029+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>My New Home!</title><content type='html'>In August this year, my new home should have finished building. It is a double storey corner terrace house. It will be my first time staying in double storey and I will have my own music room, not sharing with my bedroom.....hurrah! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lets tour a bit on my new home and compare the "under construction" one and "the show house"....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Living Room:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058073375428930210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/RjHi76ZNaqI/AAAAAAAAACU/yn_LPu_iSfU/s320/DSCF0141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058074114163305138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/RjHjm6ZNarI/AAAAAAAAACc/ldkqESn0voY/s320/DSCF0142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;this is the show house, pai seh din take picture for the still under construction one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dining Area:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058076059783490242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/RjHlYKZNasI/AAAAAAAAACk/yfGMULTnrzo/s320/DSCF0143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;outside is the garden, nice ma?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Music Room:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058078031173479154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/RjHnK6ZNavI/AAAAAAAAAC8/OlDp5keB53s/s320/DSCF0144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;ok, you can only see the entrence of it, they make it a guest room...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Master bedroom:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058078872987069186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/RjHn76ZNawI/AAAAAAAAADE/7DqfaZNfMxE/s320/DSCF0147.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058079263829093138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/RjHoSqZNaxI/AAAAAAAAADM/lG-_RXyVhp4/s320/DSCF0146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Balcony:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058079658966084386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/RjHopqZNayI/AAAAAAAAADU/EoRnnMv7WtM/s320/DSCF0153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058080045513141042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/RjHpAKZNazI/AAAAAAAAADc/zoppanH7Jwc/s320/DSCF0154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so big balcony, totally cool!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Room:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058077447057926882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/RjHmo6ZNauI/AAAAAAAAAC0/UIsLBQTT_z8/s320/Photo-0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058076789927930578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/RjHmCqZNatI/AAAAAAAAACs/AWbWPvKLSNE/s320/Photo-0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;this is under construction, I am still thinking on how to design it... mom and dad measuring the window to make curtins....:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6757143228927798753-1000482929950725711?l=voclarno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/1000482929950725711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/1000482929950725711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voclarno.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-new-home.html' title='My New Home!'/><author><name>慧慧～</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06276249365109296491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R4uVnplMmpI/AAAAAAAAAQM/AtzTWXIQwD4/S220/DSC03101.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/RjHi76ZNaqI/AAAAAAAAACU/yn_LPu_iSfU/s72-c/DSCF0141.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6757143228927798753.post-6324625473338564141</id><published>2007-04-25T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:08:30.819+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Divertimento of life'/><title type='text'>Jeremy's Real Bad Day...</title><content type='html'>Jeremy has had a real bad day in KL on 24th April 2007. I am writing this post not to reveal any personal issue, I only write out what makes Jeremy's day going from bad to worse....(so, I only write things that are not secret ok? can ya? :P) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Case no.1:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jeremy wanna gets his clarinet fixed by changing a couple of pads. So he contacted Mr Tan and expected Mr Tan to fix it on that very same day, but......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057371466103614034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/Ri9kjaZNalI/AAAAAAAAABs/MXt0-GbUVrM/s320/Photo-0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Mr Tan : Jeremy ah? Today no pads here, tomorrow can ah?&lt;/div&gt;Jeremy: swt*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Case no.2:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, Jeremy got no choice but to come again the next day, but he din bring anything with him besides his clarinet, and he has no place for him to stay over night...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057372904917658210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/Ri9l3KZNamI/AAAAAAAAAB0/vjkE5X9Xiv8/s320/Photo-0005.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;So I am very good and after discussion with my roomate she also agree to let him stay over for one night... see volcano also very good if no eruption..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Case no. 3:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the middle of the night, I had a terrible nightmare that I am feeling so depress that I wanna die in that dream....but I forgot what is it d...and at the same time, Jeremy awoke and got shocked by my sobbing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057374601429740146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/Ri9nZ6ZNanI/AAAAAAAAAB8/AT9p_Wjl2PA/s320/Photo-0008.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;stupid nightmare that happened at the "perfect timing"...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Case no.4:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually he woke up because of stomachache and feeling very very hungry... but get scared by me la...ha ha...so he dare not wake me up and he go toilet for very long time until I also awake at last... stomach still feeling very painful and also too hungry to go pang sai...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057375683761498754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/Ri9oY6ZNaoI/AAAAAAAAACE/orpcPCbr2RM/s320/Photo-0007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Case no.5:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After boarding on the bus to go back, feeling completely happy, I suddenly sms him that I will go to MPO concert later(I also get to know this very last minute)... Penderaki's pieces... he feeling totally envy I guess from his sms...He could have stay for a few more hours he can watch that already...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057376748913388178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/Ri9pW6ZNapI/AAAAAAAAACM/JojbiWGwBhk/s320/Photo-0009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;So, that is the story of poor Jeremy with his bad days...let us all wish him good luck whenever he comes to KL...hehe :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6757143228927798753-6324625473338564141?l=voclarno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/6324625473338564141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/6324625473338564141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voclarno.blogspot.com/2007/04/jeremys-real-bad-day.html' title='Jeremy&apos;s Real Bad Day...'/><author><name>慧慧～</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06276249365109296491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R4uVnplMmpI/AAAAAAAAAQM/AtzTWXIQwD4/S220/DSC03101.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/Ri9kjaZNalI/AAAAAAAAABs/MXt0-GbUVrM/s72-c/Photo-0003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6757143228927798753.post-4343883525539715910</id><published>2007-04-23T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:08:31.791+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Japanese Food...yummy yummy....</title><content type='html'>Since our itchy pessoc tong sampah manager write about his Japanese buffet, I also wanna write about japanese food...though all not so expensive as itchy's...(he must have bribe a lot becoming tong sampah manager)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056618712529122978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/Riy37YzkNqI/AAAAAAAAAA0/qVOK1zzfmt8/s320/AYC+7.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is our everyday breakfast when we stay in Japan. Itchy, nice bo? Of course got rice, green tea and miso soup la, haven't go and take...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When comes to lunch, because our daily practise in AYC (Asian Youth Choir) practise from 9 to 9, so our lunch is a packed lunch, bit pitty la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056620065443821234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/Riy5KIzkNrI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BweAEjmbz5o/s320/AYC+8.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks simple but also yummy yummy, especially after rehearsal from 9am to 1pm, my stomach has turned into a rock band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a very special "pizza" when we went out for dinner one night. It is really very delicious until it burn my tongue...ouch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056624377590986434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/Riy9FIzkNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/OrtwIhwTkTg/s320/DSCF0147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Actually I tried all kinds of special food in Japan, but din really took down all the food picture, maybe I go korek from friends and see...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;See how 4 japanese entau ba wearing costume after performance and eating their dinner....like hungry ghosts when everybody taking photo before say goodbye. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056625661786207954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/Riy-P4zkNtI/AAAAAAAAABM/xS2b7VAHWL4/s320/DSCF0091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Last but not least, I wanna show you the first 2 plates of rice ball I ever made in my life....cute me? I made in Tour, France....for my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056627139254957826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/Riy_l4zkNwI/AAAAAAAAABk/M6dTJwN2CoI/s400/DSCF0895.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;Looking delicious right? I name them Volcano Rice Ball (the red ones inside is curry tuna...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6757143228927798753-4343883525539715910?l=voclarno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/4343883525539715910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/4343883525539715910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voclarno.blogspot.com/2007/04/japanese-foodyummy-yummy.html' title='Japanese Food...yummy yummy....'/><author><name>慧慧～</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06276249365109296491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R4uVnplMmpI/AAAAAAAAAQM/AtzTWXIQwD4/S220/DSC03101.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/Riy37YzkNqI/AAAAAAAAAA0/qVOK1zzfmt8/s72-c/AYC+7.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6757143228927798753.post-7159331554841828303</id><published>2007-04-23T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:08:32.788+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Event'/><title type='text'>Birthday....birthday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Today is my ex-roomate's birthday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In my 20th birthday, she and my present roomate(Jing2) threw a surprise party for me. They bought me a tiny birthday cake....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056594604877690482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/RiyiAIzkNnI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MlykxJqvNI0/s320/Still+happy+with+small+cakes...JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;really very tiny leh? kiamsiap jing2 and yen2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;As they dragged me outside the college, and sing me a very slow and silent birthday song (I wonder why...) then suddenly a big crowd of friends "screaming" a birthday song from behind! Surprise!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056593097344169570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/RiygoYzkNmI/AAAAAAAAAAU/4whLySgClcA/s320/HAPPY+BIRTHDAY+TO+YOU!!!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Here comes the surprise team...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Well, you can see...is all guys...see how attractive I am? cheh....(actually my roomate go ask one of my guy friend and ask him go chio other guys who know me). They hide behind 1st college pentas to prepare the cake and candles...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056595588425201282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/Riyi5YzkNoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/qx4qFbYntmY/s320/Good+friends+are+always+look+good!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This is the "backstage crew", the white T is the one chio everyone to come..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;so, I got to repay back for my good good ex-roomate when her birthday. Here comes the sushi master....(actually all rice only) haha....so this is our dinner (pai seh really busy for exam cannot plan surprise party only got rice party...)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056598027966625426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/RiylHYzkNpI/AAAAAAAAAAs/WHqmg_n5B6w/s320/Photo-0018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The middle plate is boring sushi, the left is fish rice cake, the right is plum rice cake and vege rice cake, and the small on is the 3 flavour (fish, plum, and vege) added together.....yucks!!! Jing2 punya idea la...The birthday girl said the mix is worse than eating wasabi sushi.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6757143228927798753-7159331554841828303?l=voclarno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/7159331554841828303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757143228927798753/posts/default/7159331554841828303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voclarno.blogspot.com/2007/04/birthdaybirthday.html' title='Birthday....birthday...'/><author><name>慧慧～</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06276249365109296491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/R4uVnplMmpI/AAAAAAAAAQM/AtzTWXIQwD4/S220/DSC03101.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z0-J23Zbmzw/RiyiAIzkNnI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MlykxJqvNI0/s72-c/Still+happy+with+small+cakes...JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
