<?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-2187425402725889164</id><updated>2012-02-17T22:58:31.602+08:00</updated><category term='Adobe Illustrator'/><category term='Memes'/><category term='Early Years'/><title type='text'>in chaos.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>921</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-4416211749890568467</id><published>2012-02-10T19:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T19:04:44.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>What is god trying to show me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-4416211749890568467?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/4416211749890568467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=4416211749890568467&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/4416211749890568467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/4416211749890568467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2012/02/blog-post.html' title='-'/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-844678811456663277</id><published>2012-01-25T16:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T16:50:13.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss this boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9gjwczluxnM/Tx_BqP4JJJI/AAAAAAAACXk/V7Y9hDz5ZFQ/s1600/IMG_0472%255B1%255D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9gjwczluxnM/Tx_BqP4JJJI/AAAAAAAACXk/V7Y9hDz5ZFQ/s1600/IMG_0472%255B1%255D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vNY_oH354mA/Tx_B1k-JKuI/AAAAAAAACXs/asArg13MJOc/s1600/IMG_0473%255B1%255D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vNY_oH354mA/Tx_B1k-JKuI/AAAAAAAACXs/asArg13MJOc/s1600/IMG_0473%255B1%255D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though we look horrible as hell in the photos above. I miss this boy pretty damn much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-844678811456663277?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/844678811456663277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=844678811456663277&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/844678811456663277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/844678811456663277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-miss-this-boy.html' title='I miss this boy'/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9gjwczluxnM/Tx_BqP4JJJI/AAAAAAAACXk/V7Y9hDz5ZFQ/s72-c/IMG_0472%255B1%255D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-7811426733639328532</id><published>2012-01-23T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T13:16:29.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All jumbled up in one post</title><content type='html'>First of all, Happy Chinese New Year to my readers! Will update more about my new year soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'll talk about what happened before CNY! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of those days, I treat my dong back to a meal.... At Daorae! &amp;nbsp;Since he never tried it before and I have been craving for it for ages. I meant &amp;nbsp;AGEEEEEESSSSSSSSSS. Okay! So earlier in the day, we both went and cut our hair at Jeff Garsac Salon in SS2. Since Jeff was free and he wanted to try curls on me the last time, so we did temporary curly wurlys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nMOJym_yviM/TxzMbWY0jPI/AAAAAAAACU0/CzjaDVPD7Ww/s1600/P1010041.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nMOJym_yviM/TxzMbWY0jPI/AAAAAAAACU0/CzjaDVPD7Ww/s640/P1010041.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;dong (most probably driving recklessly -_-) and me with short hair ;)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Lm5nP3EVuqY/TxzMmvelvwI/AAAAAAAACU8/hp9ucIRLLEM/s1600/P1010045.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Lm5nP3EVuqY/TxzMmvelvwI/AAAAAAAACU8/hp9ucIRLLEM/s640/P1010045.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;le camwhore shot&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A_cZbGWUjkQ/TxzMzGpFBqI/AAAAAAAACVE/VuTeTgtGF4c/s1600/P1010050.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A_cZbGWUjkQ/TxzMzGpFBqI/AAAAAAAACVE/VuTeTgtGF4c/s640/P1010050.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V0-jDV64byk/TxzM_bwCcpI/AAAAAAAACVM/_UG7Zuh-ARo/s1600/P1010052.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V0-jDV64byk/TxzM_bwCcpI/AAAAAAAACVM/_UG7Zuh-ARo/s640/P1010052.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4EsvHXBYjPc/TxzNJ1Z4QeI/AAAAAAAACVU/XdfNZuKvKO8/s1600/P1010054.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4EsvHXBYjPc/TxzNJ1Z4QeI/AAAAAAAACVU/XdfNZuKvKO8/s640/P1010054.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JmxcRVVAOus/TxzNNhrx8VI/AAAAAAAACVc/2ydDHvCPBEw/s1600/333239_10150597432051663_701331662_11134853_1140536885_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JmxcRVVAOus/TxzNNhrx8VI/AAAAAAAACVc/2ydDHvCPBEw/s640/333239_10150597432051663_701331662_11134853_1140536885_o.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;le pork special!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bym1XlAIBoI/TxzNQQuwchI/AAAAAAAACVk/VxcuyyzQLAI/s1600/341453_10150597435461663_701331662_11134861_1064364714_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bym1XlAIBoI/TxzNQQuwchI/AAAAAAAACVk/VxcuyyzQLAI/s640/341453_10150597435461663_701331662_11134861_1064364714_o.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;the cooked pork and le side dishes&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Hehe, ate dinner till damn full! Had two sets (pork and chicken) Korean BBQ and some kimchi soup. Whee, at the end of the day, I'm a fat happy girl! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gmz3Z2npfhM/TxzNRkYvwqI/AAAAAAAACVs/SPC67yUzQ9M/s1600/405476_10150603590896663_701331662_11160886_1667487062_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gmz3Z2npfhM/TxzNRkYvwqI/AAAAAAAACVs/SPC67yUzQ9M/s640/405476_10150603590896663_701331662_11160886_1667487062_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Korean waiter who took this photo on the right was damn funny! He insisted of taking another one because the photo was not perfect enough, but to me it was alright. When I came home and put my polaroid photo together with the others, I saw the old photo on the left (when we weren't together yet) and realized he was wearing the same shirt. Ok la, I think go and do gym got difference LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, have been working my ass off everyday and of course buying clothes from UNIQLO with the staff discount! I'm happy with work although some days have been horrible ones. It is definitely totally worth it getting paid RM8 an hour to do so many stuff and provide the best customer service compared to other shops who pay RM5 an hour and have shitty fitting rooms, no alteration, no good service and etc etc. (wahlau semangatnya aku)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, le loved ones have been visiting me at work and keeping me &lt;strike&gt;awake&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;company! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Thursday, had a collegemates' gathering to celebrate Wei Sheng's 19th birthday, the oldest among all of us. Heh, had a shitty day at work and had to leave at 7.30pm. Bought Qing Dao beer at Cold Storage then left with the dong to Kelana Jaya LRT to pick Yi Wei and Janelle up while on the other hand, Yu Wei, Jia Yin and the birthday boy were buying pizza! Yi Wei and Janelle made cupcakes, cooked spaghetti and also fried sausages for us! Thank you for the effort. By the time everyone gathered, it was around 9 or 10 and everyone was freaking hungry. Pictures, here we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-36PkPoyjKaM/TxzQoeQV1NI/AAAAAAAACV0/yJYr5AeGALE/s1600/P1010055.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-36PkPoyjKaM/TxzQoeQV1NI/AAAAAAAACV0/yJYr5AeGALE/s640/P1010055.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;lighting up the birthday candles (after gobbling all the food)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wh8a_la_6U0/TxzQzsSfU0I/AAAAAAAACV8/hnsH6vpxPBk/s1600/P1010059.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wh8a_la_6U0/TxzQzsSfU0I/AAAAAAAACV8/hnsH6vpxPBk/s640/P1010059.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HNeQGxuXJiI/TxzQ_kJuz_I/AAAAAAAACWE/lAZ1s1Cv154/s1600/P1010061.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HNeQGxuXJiI/TxzQ_kJuz_I/AAAAAAAACWE/lAZ1s1Cv154/s640/P1010061.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;le birthday boy&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;The cupcakes were yummy! :3 After that, cleaned up and then karaoked in the entertainment room #likeaboss. Sang to music of the 90s, and also Lee Hom and Jay Chou. Halfway through, Yao Yao arrived. Hahaha, everyone is working already. Makes me feel so adultish wtf eventhough its part time jobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mO38k0x5sFw/TxzRKScN-II/AAAAAAAACWM/0PGB4cDdhXI/s1600/P1010090.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mO38k0x5sFw/TxzRKScN-II/AAAAAAAACWM/0PGB4cDdhXI/s640/P1010090.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;le girls and me&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZDT4uIXjRGQ/TxzRWPtfaDI/AAAAAAAACWU/AwWuB9Bpxnk/s1600/P1010105.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZDT4uIXjRGQ/TxzRWPtfaDI/AAAAAAAACWU/AwWuB9Bpxnk/s640/P1010105.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;le 10, redefined. ;) (and yes Yao Yao has really long legs -_-)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PSgbGMvjI6A/TxzR0tHk8mI/AAAAAAAACWc/q64aAOzyiIM/s1600/P1010111.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PSgbGMvjI6A/TxzR0tHk8mI/AAAAAAAACWc/q64aAOzyiIM/s640/P1010111.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;us and Yao Yao&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UBo73ZwWxiQ/TxzR_pwpKxI/AAAAAAAACWk/Pr_fdZBT0F8/s1600/P1010117.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UBo73ZwWxiQ/TxzR_pwpKxI/AAAAAAAACWk/Pr_fdZBT0F8/s640/P1010117.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yu Wei and Jia Yin&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R3v4yyn1ILg/TxzSH_XAAxI/AAAAAAAACWs/HAC05ps8uGE/s1600/P1010121.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R3v4yyn1ILg/TxzSH_XAAxI/AAAAAAAACWs/HAC05ps8uGE/s640/P1010121.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Janelle and Wei Sheng&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0ra8Pd33fY4/TxzScXgrDmI/AAAAAAAACW0/5FK6QmtqJYc/s1600/Untitled-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0ra8Pd33fY4/TxzScXgrDmI/AAAAAAAACW0/5FK6QmtqJYc/s640/Untitled-1.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, saw this pair of birthday specs in my sisters room... So I figured out I could borrow it and everyone can have fun with it. So we did! For more photos, you can view it in my Facebook. Lazy to upload d. Karaoke-ing halfway and then I had to go home. Party pooper. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, I had my dinner with part of the KKR! I miss them so much! Hehe, we had Thai food in Just Thai, One Utama. The food was really yummy, but it was not worth it paying so much for so little food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YbWk5WR1kAs/TxzUeR-NzWI/AAAAAAAACW8/Wh-fnghwJ0I/s1600/P1010158.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YbWk5WR1kAs/TxzUeR-NzWI/AAAAAAAACW8/Wh-fnghwJ0I/s640/P1010158.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;chicken and seafood tomyam!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4PTwJFaKv6Y/TxzUpDb8TlI/AAAAAAAACXE/bkDWis6u3Qc/s1600/P1010160.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4PTwJFaKv6Y/TxzUpDb8TlI/AAAAAAAACXE/bkDWis6u3Qc/s640/P1010160.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;baby kailan, green curry beef and pandan chicken&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BUUfBuVIDok/TxzU2VMYU2I/AAAAAAAACXM/kqAmDZSiNEs/s1600/P1010161.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BUUfBuVIDok/TxzU2VMYU2I/AAAAAAAACXM/kqAmDZSiNEs/s640/P1010161.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Terry Illi and May&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KVM1Y0f03N4/TxzU-IV6bqI/AAAAAAAACXU/a8N-GS8Ml2Y/s1600/P1010162.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KVM1Y0f03N4/TxzU-IV6bqI/AAAAAAAACXU/a8N-GS8Ml2Y/s640/P1010162.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Us :)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8UwXkpdLMxo/TxzVG53gjRI/AAAAAAAACXc/sOd0D6UVDmA/s1600/P1010163.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8UwXkpdLMxo/TxzVG53gjRI/AAAAAAAACXc/sOd0D6UVDmA/s640/P1010163.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Take two&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;After that, watched Illi and Terry bowl then headed home. Terry dropped me off at BSD's McD and then I had to come home and spring clean the house. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, it was another good day and the past week has been rewarding for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-7811426733639328532?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/7811426733639328532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=7811426733639328532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/7811426733639328532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/7811426733639328532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2012/01/all-jumbled-up-in-one-post.html' title='All jumbled up in one post'/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nMOJym_yviM/TxzMbWY0jPI/AAAAAAAACU0/CzjaDVPD7Ww/s72-c/P1010041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-308937982236469705</id><published>2012-01-13T09:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T09:34:48.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TGI Fridays One Utama</title><content type='html'>Yesss, it's another food update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it was Bunny's birthday on Wednesday and she was busy on Wednesday, we had a family dinner (the usual event during someone's birthday lol) at TGI Fridays One Utama! Honestly, it has definitely been awhile since we ate something like that outside of home.. And it did made my tummy really really happy! What we ate:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VVuaWkyK3YI/Tw8FOnF4VlI/AAAAAAAACT0/5UaVrmac-1s/s1600/P1010035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VVuaWkyK3YI/Tw8FOnF4VlI/AAAAAAAACT0/5UaVrmac-1s/s640/P1010035.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Beef Ribs! (idk whats the full name called #fail)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P9v4_gjJw1M/Tw8FyzAhkHI/AAAAAAAACT8/4wocFcWdYRA/s1600/P1010034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P9v4_gjJw1M/Tw8FyzAhkHI/AAAAAAAACT8/4wocFcWdYRA/s640/P1010034.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Buffalo wings!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FtgmYZwAAL0/Tw8GXuaI_UI/AAAAAAAACUE/vT5zJk7ZKeQ/s1600/P1010033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FtgmYZwAAL0/Tw8GXuaI_UI/AAAAAAAACUE/vT5zJk7ZKeQ/s640/P1010033.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chicken caesar salad (My favourite out of all)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;We also had the fajitas and spaghetti which I was too busy om nom nom-ing to even take a photo of the food. We also got the waiter to take a polaroid photo of us where everyone was looking at the camera except dad who was looking at the TV! LOL. Too distracted. :P But anyhow, I am too lazy to scan and upload it. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zimFz39nS4k/Tw8Gwbveh0I/AAAAAAAACUM/S5sse6vlJqU/s1600/P1010032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zimFz39nS4k/Tw8Gwbveh0I/AAAAAAAACUM/S5sse6vlJqU/s640/P1010032.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Birthday bunny and Wei, which makes them my &lt;b&gt;older&lt;/b&gt; sisters.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CV0QP37GV8U/Tw8G519gdpI/AAAAAAAACUU/gJyck70BOEE/s1600/P1010028a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CV0QP37GV8U/Tw8G519gdpI/AAAAAAAACUU/gJyck70BOEE/s640/P1010028a.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;le three of us but Wei moved -_-&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I told them about work, and the other day at work, my colleague reminded me that I was another year old, nineteen, one more year to twenty, and I shrieked "OH NOOOOO! I'M OLD!" and then my colleague replied with an "AHEM!!!!". Bunny also went "OI YOU'RE NOT OLD OKAY!!! AHEM"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, I also went shopping with Shenning! Hehe, le cousin who lives just two streets away from my house! I have always hoped to have a friend who just lives nearby where I can say "JOM KELUAR. Kia go eat this, kia go eat that!" but apparently everyone lives so far, or at least far enough to have to take the trouble just to turn in to my/their housing area to pick them up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We explored KL! Uh, actually was hoping to nick more stuff at Sungai Wang/Times Square but the clothes there were just so-so. Pigged out at McDonalds, Chatime and bought ourselves the (second) best popcorn in the worlddd, Planet Popcorn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, wanted to visit Farenheit 88 so we walked there and then of course walked to Pavillion as well. There was this buddy bear exposition (is this the word wtf I'm not sure what the suitable term is named) outside Pavillion and everyone was snapping photos. So did I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bXaKRc-FGNw/Tw8HSP5BQQI/AAAAAAAACUc/J_wNmu2XdRc/s1600/P1010026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bXaKRc-FGNw/Tw8HSP5BQQI/AAAAAAAACUc/J_wNmu2XdRc/s640/P1010026.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HyWKqqc5qgI/Tw8HrOqCQoI/AAAAAAAACUk/YbrqkqZRhYs/s1600/P1010024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HyWKqqc5qgI/Tw8HrOqCQoI/AAAAAAAACUk/YbrqkqZRhYs/s640/P1010024.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, bought a new baseball top which everyone thought it was ugly. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I bought a pair of shoes and a dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SpxBMb2jfJc/Tw8IINOUaII/AAAAAAAACUs/77ocZFyEebE/s1600/P1010037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SpxBMb2jfJc/Tw8IINOUaII/AAAAAAAACUs/77ocZFyEebE/s640/P1010037.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today,&lt;b&gt; I am going shopping again! #likeaboss&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-308937982236469705?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/308937982236469705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=308937982236469705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/308937982236469705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/308937982236469705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2012/01/tgi-fridays-one-utama.html' title='TGI Fridays One Utama'/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VVuaWkyK3YI/Tw8FOnF4VlI/AAAAAAAACT0/5UaVrmac-1s/s72-c/P1010035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-1330958718226248146</id><published>2012-01-05T11:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T12:26:36.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fooooood</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I guess with the lack of updates about interesting events, you can tell that life for me is very unhappening wtf. It all starts like this, during morning shifts, I wake up and drag myself to work till seven pm, and then get home and sleep on the couch, dinner, then sleep more. On noon shift, wake up at ten am, get ready for work, work my ass off from twelve to twelve am. Yay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Still, I managed to fill myself up with food! Saw the &lt;i&gt;dong &lt;/i&gt;last Friday on my off day. Went to One Utama with him and then walked around. He recently got his pay so he treated me to ice cream! Haagen Dazs. Nyummy!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I5eYmd-tvB0/TwURm8wKSyI/AAAAAAAACTE/CkmdTAHXn_o/s1600/P1010017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I5eYmd-tvB0/TwURm8wKSyI/AAAAAAAACTE/CkmdTAHXn_o/s640/P1010017.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and my rum and raisin ice cream + my huge pimple on the opposite of my mole wtf.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JpMJzj7pkyo/TwUSAw4xghI/AAAAAAAACTM/5g6HrZUPZng/s1600/P1010018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JpMJzj7pkyo/TwUSAw4xghI/AAAAAAAACTM/5g6HrZUPZng/s640/P1010018.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DX6Whov_Vsc/TwUSgsdbZ3I/AAAAAAAACTU/PIZQwqOd1ck/s1600/P1010013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DX6Whov_Vsc/TwUSgsdbZ3I/AAAAAAAACTU/PIZQwqOd1ck/s640/P1010013.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The dong who refused to be photographed and his cookies and cream ice cream.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;From what I remember, I met a whole lot of people at One Utama that day. Saw Ah Di too! Haven't seen him in ages and I haven't updated him with my stories yet. Hmm. I also have been talking about wanting to shop in KL but I haven't got myself to bring Shenning there yet. I am such a failure. Maybe after I get my pay. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Oops, sorry for being carried away! After that, went to Publika in Hartamas just to have late lunch at Ben's General Food Store, a project by Benjamin Yong (the dude who created Delicious). Well, my previous experience there with the high school bunch was way better. Maybe it just wasn't our day on this day. We ordered mushroom lasagna with caesar salad as sidelines and also funghi pizza as I read good reviews about it over the internet. In the end we got so sick of mushrooms.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xx_EOLIuIiI/TwURLJpNmjI/AAAAAAAACS8/vRnxSiWtXcY/s1600/P1010021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xx_EOLIuIiI/TwURLJpNmjI/AAAAAAAACS8/vRnxSiWtXcY/s640/P1010021.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The mushroom lasagna with caesar salad&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Honestly, for me, the mushroom lasagna was very very satrisfying. But the funghi pizza which I read reviews about it over the internet, sorta failed us. It tasted weird and we didn't even finish half of it! Told the dude working there about it and then left for home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to blog about already since I am so busy with work, but at work, now after school has begun, it is now very quiet... Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, extra food photos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-doh9Jur8lfg/TwUS9zaUkiI/AAAAAAAACTc/cJbIufWVBak/s1600/P1010012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-doh9Jur8lfg/TwUS9zaUkiI/AAAAAAAACTc/cJbIufWVBak/s640/P1010012.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Three Cups Chicken which is really yummy!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I have also been wanting to try this potato stall I've noticed in the lower ground floor of One Utama but I never wanted to waste RM7+ on just a small cup of fries for lunch and have always opted McDonalds wtf. A whole set of McDonalds McValue lunch is cheaper than this. Anyways, it is really yummy especially the Crazy honey flavourrr! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bkYHXkpLjR0/TwUTc3r4YJI/AAAAAAAACTk/vSYZ3jDmaLQ/s1600/P1010011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bkYHXkpLjR0/TwUTc3r4YJI/AAAAAAAACTk/vSYZ3jDmaLQ/s640/P1010011.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-upihiVk899s/TwUT793mK0I/AAAAAAAACTs/y2z1iwjnpGk/s1600/P1010010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-upihiVk899s/TwUT793mK0I/AAAAAAAACTs/y2z1iwjnpGk/s640/P1010010.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for now, TTFN (ta ta for now!) :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-1330958718226248146?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/1330958718226248146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=1330958718226248146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/1330958718226248146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/1330958718226248146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2012/01/fooooood.html' title='Fooooood'/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I5eYmd-tvB0/TwURm8wKSyI/AAAAAAAACTE/CkmdTAHXn_o/s72-c/P1010017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-7001712864778219764</id><published>2011-12-30T22:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T22:42:21.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2011.</title><content type='html'>Hello. Firstly, &lt;a href="http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2010/12/2010.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; is my recap post in 2010, sort of retarded but yeah! Hahaha! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, 2012 is in another two days. How do I feel about it? I don't feel happy. I'm growing old and it feels as if I haven't done anything productive in my life yet. I want to be free! I want to fly but I want my friends and family to feel proud of me and I want to make most of my time for them too. There are too many thoughts in my head, it is just that most of the time, I just can't seem to get those plans working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2011, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;I started college&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, within a month or so, I met the most amazing people. Truth to be told, I am not really an active college student lawl. I just hope that in university I'll participate in more clubs and societies but still juggle with my studies. In the same year, I also ended college and got average results. Not happy with my results but I should be thankful that it is not worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-35oUA-UmeTM/TeOV2tERW7I/AAAAAAAACC4/v3-QivN9N3g/s1600/250234_10150196881282976_606922975_6844788_2001901_n-pola.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-35oUA-UmeTM/TeOV2tERW7I/AAAAAAAACC4/v3-QivN9N3g/s640/250234_10150196881282976_606922975_6844788_2001901_n-pola.jpg" width="526" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3eUX33Qxmfk/TeOV0D7m6JI/AAAAAAAACC0/T4rOUX7tZhA/s1600/247959_10150199503828250_531903249_7320325_5230772_n-pola.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3eUX33Qxmfk/TeOV0D7m6JI/AAAAAAAACC0/T4rOUX7tZhA/s640/247959_10150199503828250_531903249_7320325_5230772_n-pola.jpg" width="526" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-errKls30WtE/Tdhns0IHV4I/AAAAAAAACB4/NsPySFtQ-W0/s1600/249557_10150191887113250_531903249_7247087_3027869_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="318" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-errKls30WtE/Tdhns0IHV4I/AAAAAAAACB4/NsPySFtQ-W0/s640/249557_10150191887113250_531903249_7247087_3027869_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, certainly, things did not really end well? It's just of some of us have different point of views and interests I guess. Like some people are really the happening clubbing type of people, and some people are not.. (like me) But at least I had fun throughout the whole year and I learnt a lot about the many types of personalities too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started college in April and ended in November. Fast right? What about the rest of the months. From January to March, I keep telling myself to find a part time job but I never got myself to do so. In the end just laze about. Fear not! For in November, I firmly told myself that I had to find a job because I am really that broke and so&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt; I got a job at UNIQLO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ImTMWNLqKjo/TLKQVeS1g9I/AAAAAAAAA40/wiTweM7Pl_c/s1600/uniqlo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="342" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ImTMWNLqKjo/TLKQVeS1g9I/AAAAAAAAA40/wiTweM7Pl_c/s640/uniqlo.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The working life is tough. It consumes my time and energy but when I think of the pay, it makes me happy although pay day has yet to come yet. Met new great friends and manage to sort of know my two college mates more I guess. Overall, this is my first real job and it is an experience to remember. As I said, we can see many types of personalities, even when people are shopping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;What about my&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;high school friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;? Hmm, haven't seen the KKRs for a while already now. Most of them are on holiday and I am busy with work. Besides that, everyone still has their own schedule of classes to follow. Yet, throughout the year, we still managed to catch up with each other I guess..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5-AMcR2Oado/TWna_IvUT4I/AAAAAAAAB_4/zOI0X8lGEjM/s1600/IMG.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5-AMcR2Oado/TWna_IvUT4I/AAAAAAAAB_4/zOI0X8lGEjM/s640/IMG.jpg" width="398" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;During sports day :)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DO_58rWxfUw/TeOV4qYCDwI/AAAAAAAACC8/P-1ogC-tjxg/s1600/249566_10150280120227265_595562264_8902745_172876_n-pola.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DO_58rWxfUw/TeOV4qYCDwI/AAAAAAAACC8/P-1ogC-tjxg/s640/249566_10150280120227265_595562264_8902745_172876_n-pola.jpg" width="524" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and Wen Tze&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5XkCSVZZ5R4/TeOV63mPjbI/AAAAAAAACDA/3mIFLeTYKjE/s1600/252254_10150193242788175_672378174_7002201_1458774_n-pola.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5XkCSVZZ5R4/TeOV63mPjbI/AAAAAAAACDA/3mIFLeTYKjE/s640/252254_10150193242788175_672378174_7002201_1458774_n-pola.jpg" width="526" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and May Yen during our birthday celebration.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W2qphJFjq8M/TeOV9I02lnI/AAAAAAAACDE/DAFWjqS0tK0/s1600/251508_10150280121187265_595562264_8902764_674552_n-pola.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W2qphJFjq8M/TeOV9I02lnI/AAAAAAAACDE/DAFWjqS0tK0/s640/251508_10150280121187265_595562264_8902764_674552_n-pola.jpg" width="526" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CHECWwWGDwA/TeOV_Izv9RI/AAAAAAAACDI/oXfU9RmwPyc/s1600/255478_10150280120562265_595562264_8902753_222935_n-pola.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CHECWwWGDwA/TeOV_Izv9RI/AAAAAAAACDI/oXfU9RmwPyc/s640/255478_10150280120562265_595562264_8902753_222935_n-pola.jpg" width="526" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And the others? Like Chin-ah, Jia Ming and Lester. We still talk but not as much as before already. I guess things will change after high school. Some things will, but some things won't.. And I'm glad to have these people around.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Not forgetting, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;I learnt to drive this year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;! The whole process is definitely a pain in the ass and the JPJ definitely has to buck up in many terms, like having lau yah Kancil's that I can bearly feel the clutch. Hmm. Skip that, at least I passed and started to drive around like a boss after a few months. Having the freedom to drive around means getting to spend more money on these :&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-besv3cn-iLo/TiL48BtETfI/AAAAAAAACD4/9aUXD5NVDt0/s1600/P7162317.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-besv3cn-iLo/TiL48BtETfI/AAAAAAAACD4/9aUXD5NVDt0/s640/P7162317.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C6IGzzPjqw8/ToaVRTxSvvI/AAAAAAAACHE/BdCTdeZqLw0/s1600/P1000130.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C6IGzzPjqw8/ToaVRTxSvvI/AAAAAAAACHE/BdCTdeZqLw0/s640/P1000130.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;They are such yummy but horrible things. They cause you to gain weight and also health problems ohmygosh. :l Shall drink less of Chatime now since everyone's talking about the excess gelatin intake. During college, had between Chatime and Snowflakes on alternate days. :l&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Heh, and this very year, I found this dong.. o.o&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pVXExT-OL-s/Tv3LzwYVQWI/AAAAAAAACSw/X7YfJdYtARc/s1600/P1000211.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pVXExT-OL-s/Tv3LzwYVQWI/AAAAAAAACSw/X7YfJdYtARc/s640/P1000211.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Don't wanna write anything here that makes you gag but yeah, I guess I must be the luckiest girl in the world. &lt;strike&gt;(And the unlucky girls who didn't get him can step aside please thanks)&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hee guai lan.. Oh yeah, and happy anniversary. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Mmm, guess I'm not too happy about 2011 but I shouldn't rant so much out. This is so much I can think of as of right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Cheers to 2012, hopefully it won't be the end of the world wtf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fingers crossed everybuddy.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-7001712864778219764?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/7001712864778219764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=7001712864778219764&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/7001712864778219764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/7001712864778219764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/12/2011.html' title='2011.'/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-35oUA-UmeTM/TeOV2tERW7I/AAAAAAAACC4/v3-QivN9N3g/s72-c/250234_10150196881282976_606922975_6844788_2001901_n-pola.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-2238007976397276708</id><published>2011-12-24T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T09:52:06.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goldie</title><content type='html'>Since Tiggr moved on to another world, my parents have been quite lonely at home without a friendly companion in the house. Usually, they would be pampering Tiggr by feeding him or playing with him and home has since been very quiet without Tiggr. My sister, Bunny, has been looking all over &lt;a href="http://petfinder.my/"&gt;Pet Finder&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;for the ultimate new doggy as buying a pet dog can be very costly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess lady luck was on our side when Bunny found a lady giving away six month old Golden Retriever puppies because apparently she did not want to breed dogs anymore. And yes, the Golden Retriever is pure breed. Dad instantly said yes, although he kept telling himself that he didn't want to rear any more dogs. Enough of the long winded story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Meet Goldie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GgdJn9TP2DY/TvRKQt0-ctI/AAAAAAAACRM/Mgu5hfldFdY/s1600/doggy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GgdJn9TP2DY/TvRKQt0-ctI/AAAAAAAACRM/Mgu5hfldFdY/s640/doggy.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a she and she is one hyperactive puppy! We could barely contain her in her enclosure for more than a day. She loves hopping about and also hopping on people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dn1GiU0k7zc/TvRKYQC0LBI/AAAAAAAACRU/_hVUYj1Hfp8/s1600/P1000298.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dn1GiU0k7zc/TvRKYQC0LBI/AAAAAAAACRU/_hVUYj1Hfp8/s640/P1000298.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Mikey seems jealous whenever we play with Goldie but we never forget him too. It seems that he and Goldie get along well. They do not fight at all and they can sit quietly next to each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;On Tuesday, I had dinner with the dong. We had Nando's twice in a week. Heh, it smelt really really good when we walked past Nando's! But what annoyed me was......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JHA1WnJ19kk/TvRKfa9FB3I/AAAAAAAACRc/hxwh2pZ6TPw/s1600/P1000289.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JHA1WnJ19kk/TvRKfa9FB3I/AAAAAAAACRc/hxwh2pZ6TPw/s640/P1000289.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dong's meal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GM6ZeR-z1Nw/TvRKmerCYfI/AAAAAAAACRk/WW7CCKUVqeM/s1600/P1000290.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GM6ZeR-z1Nw/TvRKmerCYfI/AAAAAAAACRk/WW7CCKUVqeM/s640/P1000290.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My meal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SPOT THE DIFFERENCE!&lt;/b&gt; :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why my chicken so small!!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--TfLBP_Jb6o/TvRKtHp1XUI/AAAAAAAACRs/yU7oRt3ougs/s1600/P1000291.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--TfLBP_Jb6o/TvRKtHp1XUI/AAAAAAAACRs/yU7oRt3ougs/s640/P1000291.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to work two weeks ago and was surprised I didn't get scolded or anything. It ain't that bad as I thought! Instead everyone asked if I was okay and we all got free Christmas cookies which were so yummy from the company. In the past week, work was enjoyable for me although it was tiring too. Got to know new people and also improve my language skills. Fail banana is not so fail anymore! Soon, it is Christmas, which means, time to work my ass off. &lt;b&gt;Double pay.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;Ka-ching Ka-ching!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also rewarded myself with new clothes since it is the end of year sale. There are many many more stuff I would like to get with my first paycheck but then by the time it comes, the sale would be over. Noooo! Anyways, looking forward to a shopping spree in Times Square or Sungai Wang. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oekJNAz2iPY/TvRKz4xN32I/AAAAAAAACR0/eCJayymFUWo/s1600/P1000293.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oekJNAz2iPY/TvRKz4xN32I/AAAAAAAACR0/eCJayymFUWo/s640/P1000293.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tops from Cotton On: RM15 each!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-APvsguElUXU/TvRK6T6cu5I/AAAAAAAACR8/CJFCR6Se5fc/s1600/P1000294.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-APvsguElUXU/TvRK6T6cu5I/AAAAAAAACR8/CJFCR6Se5fc/s640/P1000294.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Matching clothes the dong bought me, from Padini.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Also, in the past 3 days, I have been busy with a family event. Well, this was something called 'kong tek' , a Hokkien ceremony which was carried by my mother's side of the family. I never knew the purpose of it as everyone had trouble explaining it to me. Then I asked my cousin and she told me that it was done for two purposes; to remember the ancestors and so they rest in peace; and so that my mom and her brothers and sisters can bring back the board to China and put it into the ancestral home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The paper house was something I have never seen before. It is so grand! It even has lights to light it up and also the hands of the dolls can move, not forgetting, there are also live fishes (don't worry they didn't get burnt).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TRFbGsc4-Hs/TvRLajPSdUI/AAAAAAAACSE/PebWYGryucE/s1600/P1000302.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TRFbGsc4-Hs/TvRLajPSdUI/AAAAAAAACSE/PebWYGryucE/s640/P1000302.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Without pop art&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iAcFQP2sX5k/TvRL73e7VeI/AAAAAAAACSM/fyNgnGW1qN4/s1600/P1000301.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iAcFQP2sX5k/TvRL73e7VeI/AAAAAAAACSM/fyNgnGW1qN4/s640/P1000301.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With pop art function&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9ZNmX5qLkbk/TvRMiYxwITI/AAAAAAAACSU/SJLxUP8XGo8/s1600/P1000305.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9ZNmX5qLkbk/TvRMiYxwITI/AAAAAAAACSU/SJLxUP8XGo8/s640/P1000305.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They get to sit new mercedes! Lol!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eWI7H9BRxHs/TvRNMCEY8MI/AAAAAAAACSc/nfH00NHbf-0/s1600/P1010003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eWI7H9BRxHs/TvRNMCEY8MI/AAAAAAAACSc/nfH00NHbf-0/s640/P1010003.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just to show you the comparison of the size. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For 3 days, we had to go through prayers sessions, you know like in funerals? Stand up, kneel down, stand up, kneel down. The elderly were having a hard time though. The good part of it is it gathered all our family members together.. I got to bond with my cousins who I haven't seen in a while and it felt good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing I realize is, in Chinese traditional ceremonies, they like to feed us so much, even if in funerals or even if its just a prayer for my ah kong's death anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YnKaO6sw948/TvRNwTW5EoI/AAAAAAAACSk/aBMsby-U9jQ/s1600/P1010009f.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YnKaO6sw948/TvRNwTW5EoI/AAAAAAAACSk/aBMsby-U9jQ/s640/P1010009f.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending this post with Jun Ming's face, for those of you who have been reading for a while, still remember him? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-2238007976397276708?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/2238007976397276708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=2238007976397276708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/2238007976397276708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/2238007976397276708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/12/goldie.html' title='Goldie'/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GgdJn9TP2DY/TvRKQt0-ctI/AAAAAAAACRM/Mgu5hfldFdY/s72-c/doggy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-2589327212040758368</id><published>2011-12-14T23:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T23:33:15.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>White</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7ig_jd-6ySo/Tui9E9ZbeaI/AAAAAAAACQw/VYBmFoQ6YUo/s1600/yay.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7ig_jd-6ySo/Tui9E9ZbeaI/AAAAAAAACQw/VYBmFoQ6YUo/s640/yay.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall start this post with my photo because I'm vain like that. So my mother took me to the&amp;nbsp;gastroenterologist&amp;nbsp;and it is said to be just a minor disorder. Thank god? But what have I done to have such crazy sensitive digestive system wtf. God, let me eat all the food I love lah. The upside of this? I lost 4 kg! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want to do is get well soon and then start working again!&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt; (only if UNIQLO doesn't fire me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H9ZPhFJjmYQ/Tui9QLXVKUI/AAAAAAAACQ4/2o0h6GldQ3k/s1600/P1000279.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H9ZPhFJjmYQ/Tui9QLXVKUI/AAAAAAAACQ4/2o0h6GldQ3k/s640/P1000279.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7nGM_2nG3tA/Tui9XVhZqbI/AAAAAAAACRA/RFh3-2MSBFM/s1600/P100028111.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7nGM_2nG3tA/Tui9XVhZqbI/AAAAAAAACRA/RFh3-2MSBFM/s640/P100028111.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too lazy to blog about the day, but it was a long but an exciting day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home to Klang BKT to Taylor's Lakeside to One Utama to half an hour traffic jam to home! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-2589327212040758368?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/2589327212040758368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=2589327212040758368&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/2589327212040758368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/2589327212040758368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/12/white.html' title='White'/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7ig_jd-6ySo/Tui9E9ZbeaI/AAAAAAAACQw/VYBmFoQ6YUo/s72-c/yay.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-7979539698806860318</id><published>2011-12-13T19:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T19:39:33.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kev Jumba</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone. I'm sitting here in the living room updating from my phone. How do you like my revamped blog? I will look for a better background photo and find the time to make myself a better header. Overall I am pretty pleased that my huge photos can be proudly shown to other people. Other than that, here is my imaginary husband, YouTube sensation kevjumba before and after Big Head maker. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned for more updates on my blog :)&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-63Wb0fZdQNA/Tuc5cTII_VI/AAAAAAAACQI/ro-_c6_uZi0/s640/blogger-image-2025413527.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-63Wb0fZdQNA/Tuc5cTII_VI/AAAAAAAACQI/ro-_c6_uZi0/s640/blogger-image-2025413527.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-jGOB3lj7aI0/Tuc5c5sJPzI/AAAAAAAACQM/cCmk9aj0sQM/s640/blogger-image--2069935561.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-jGOB3lj7aI0/Tuc5c5sJPzI/AAAAAAAACQM/cCmk9aj0sQM/s640/blogger-image--2069935561.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-7979539698806860318?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/7979539698806860318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=7979539698806860318&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/7979539698806860318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/7979539698806860318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/12/kev-jumba.html' title='Kev Jumba'/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-63Wb0fZdQNA/Tuc5cTII_VI/AAAAAAAACQI/ro-_c6_uZi0/s72-c/blogger-image-2025413527.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-507948260472951522</id><published>2011-12-12T22:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T22:48:28.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jibberish</title><content type='html'>As from the previous post &lt;i&gt;(the one with words of course)&lt;/i&gt;, I am still not feeling that good yet. Glad I'm going to check it out tomorrow though, and I hope it is nothing serious. I know I have been bothering alot of people about it already. Mom, dad, sisters, dong, friends and my three-day-old colleagues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How was my&lt;b&gt; three days&lt;/b&gt; working experience? For those of you who did not know, I started working as a part time retail associate, yes, sounding professional and all, at UNIQLO. We had to attend this orientation and trained for about 4 days, which I only attended two. I am such a horrible person. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, we learnt to fold clothes and greet customers, which I am somehow amazed about how important it is to the Japanese. It is their culture to be polite after all, with all the bowing and polite phrases. So I pretty much skipped three days of work and then I decided to attend work last Saturday morning. It was morning shift and I had a few mouths of curry flavoured Maggi noodles &lt;i&gt;(wrong choice of breakfast, dad)&lt;/i&gt; and then happily went to work. I had to dust the shop with this cute looking tool called the &lt;i&gt;hataki&lt;/i&gt; and then I replenished the printed fleece jacket at the entrance of the shop. Then it was time for the 2nd team talk, and I nearly blacked out. Hmm. Since then, I did not attend work. I feel quite disappointed at myself. I mean, I really enjoyed work although it was just 3 days with the people I met. They are such nice and fun people. Hmm, and I got to know I suck at folding clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mhmm, haven't been really snapping photos with the new camera. I want to learn how to snap pretty photos and also learn to edit photos... Only then I deserve to get a professional camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lT6ZFcWXTS0/TuYLKDoT-YI/AAAAAAAACPM/MwjJi7HNxAg/s1600/P1000271.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lT6ZFcWXTS0/TuYLKDoT-YI/AAAAAAAACPM/MwjJi7HNxAg/s640/P1000271.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;On the left is my old iPhone cover, and on the right, you see my iPhone in its new yellow happy cover! The annoying part is probably the flaps. Haha, my mother asked me to cut it off. LOL. But anyways, thank you Bunny for the RM5 cover. Love you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--SwX7PQmGK8/TuYLQCSpRXI/AAAAAAAACPU/xb-iszRbFWw/s1600/P1000273.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--SwX7PQmGK8/TuYLQCSpRXI/AAAAAAAACPU/xb-iszRbFWw/s640/P1000273.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MGIgzzif2VU/TuYLWey7vfI/AAAAAAAACPc/0Nsb5FqTPcI/s1600/P1000274.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MGIgzzif2VU/TuYLWey7vfI/AAAAAAAACPc/0Nsb5FqTPcI/s640/P1000274.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noodles I had in Taman Tun because some yummy chicken rice stall the dong wanted to bring me to was sold out. This noodles was just so-so. Don't let the photo fool you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the end of the year, which is the time for resolutions and recaps. Let us see what I wrote last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2011 Resolutions:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;1. Get a pair of decent oxfords at a decent price please.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Got a pair of oxfords from Vincci, though they might not be the nicest pair, but yeah, I am happy with it. :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;2. Decide on which course I want to take.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Done with it already. Foundation in Business, but then the next path. Where do I go? I constantly ask myself. Is being an auditor for the rest of my life what I really want? Why do every human have to go through the life cycle? Can't we just stay teenagers forever?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Every year: LOSE WEIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The first half of the year, I was working towards this resolution. I ate bread everyday in college and saved a whole lot of money.... Until we decided to explore the world outside college. Chatime, Snowflake, Jojo Pan Mee, all that goodness. Therefore, I gained weight.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do well in my studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Uh, results aren't out yet, so I can't really say much about this.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;5. Drive and visit other malls other than OU.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;If I am not mistaken, I drove all the way to Pyramid before. :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;6. Be nice to more people &lt;/strike&gt;and be ready to meet new people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Be nice to more people, yes. Haven't made any enemies this year, I think so. Be ready to meet new people? Still not that ready. I need to learn to talk more omg.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Still stay as close to my high school friends. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;This, I think it is my fault for being completely ignorant and so occupied with my current life. I need to make more time and I definitely need to initiate outings instead of waiting for people to make outings.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Visit a new country/Guangzhou lolol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nope, we didn't visit a new country, but we visited Sabah and Penang though! Got on a plane ride this year, I am definitely happy enough!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;9. Take up a bloody sport.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Does monthly badminton sessions count? I guess it does. :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. More munny please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;This is a lie. -_-&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I will end my entry here, will come up with the recap soon! You readers who have stayed long enough will know what I will do every year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care and god bless everyone! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-507948260472951522?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/507948260472951522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=507948260472951522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/507948260472951522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/507948260472951522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/12/jibberish.html' title='Jibberish'/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lT6ZFcWXTS0/TuYLKDoT-YI/AAAAAAAACPM/MwjJi7HNxAg/s72-c/P1000271.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-2692552946356272250</id><published>2011-12-11T13:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T13:20:15.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N75ePwtyTvI/TuQ8droFChI/AAAAAAAACPE/VU7Yy8CeoII/s1600/Untitled.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="482" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N75ePwtyTvI/TuQ8droFChI/AAAAAAAACPE/VU7Yy8CeoII/s640/Untitled.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-2692552946356272250?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/2692552946356272250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=2692552946356272250&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/2692552946356272250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/2692552946356272250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N75ePwtyTvI/TuQ8droFChI/AAAAAAAACPE/VU7Yy8CeoII/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-8721354670691377101</id><published>2011-11-28T13:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T13:23:49.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Starbucks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yhyZpfxwhME/TtMW6FpvH1I/AAAAAAAACO8/DM2Ke-YZTDk/s1600/P1000263a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yhyZpfxwhME/TtMW6FpvH1I/AAAAAAAACO8/DM2Ke-YZTDk/s640/P1000263a.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This picture was taken while I was enjoying the cool breeze and the misty 18 degree night, with the company of smoke from vehicles zooming past Starbucks, and me stalking a bajillion foreigners that walked past, not forgetting tons of local lalas too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been feeling good in the past few weeks, hopefully I will find out what is wrong with me and feel better soon. But I am pretty sure in the past few weeks, I have learnt alot about this person I love. Thank you so so much for being there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres to good luck for you in your job today, I know you'll do fine! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got myself a job too at UNIQLO One Utama. Starting orientation this Sunday. Excited, scared at the same time! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is definitely going to be an experience to remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-8721354670691377101?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/8721354670691377101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=8721354670691377101&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/8721354670691377101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/8721354670691377101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/11/starbucks.html' title='Starbucks.'/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yhyZpfxwhME/TtMW6FpvH1I/AAAAAAAACO8/DM2Ke-YZTDk/s72-c/P1000263a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-7010209670452409025</id><published>2011-11-23T22:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T22:23:22.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He really is gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TgBWDEhltpU/TYNVd4FQ4xI/AAAAAAAACA8/3Gzu-1b-Yh4/s640/DSC05607.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XlhTlwjD22s/TosOhNw5tII/AAAAAAAACNA/Ei6nlxFkM4w/s1600/P1000195.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XlhTlwjD22s/TosOhNw5tII/AAAAAAAACNA/Ei6nlxFkM4w/s640/P1000195.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;How is it to lose a pet? I never really felt how it was like before when my first dog, Lady died. Maybe it was because I was not that attached to her (due to the fact that she stomped my baby chicks to death and also at first sight, she was supposed to be named Chelsea but I kept on pronouncing it as &lt;i&gt;chao si&lt;/i&gt;).&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, Tiggr left the world, and I did not really get to say goodbye to him. I last saw him last night, when he was pretty much soaked in water. The rest of the family did get to bid goodbye to him though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was awoken by a call that he was gone, and when daddy brought back the body from the vet. I cried so loud my mom told me off. Dad sobbed too. Mom, although trying to hide her sobs, she did cry. I carried his &amp;nbsp;motionless, hard but still warm body to the garden, where dad dug a hole so deep, and dad put him in gently. Not forgetting his favourite food too, bread! I hope he gets to meet Lady in heaven and get along with her.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For 9 whole years, we watched this little boy grow into a big boy. 9 x 7 , that would be 63 years old. He's been through&amp;nbsp;mischievous moments, near death experiences, and most of all, happy moments together will all of us. He is the one listener who listened to what I had to say when no one at home can do so. He is the one I talk to when I am bored. He is the one who used to follow me to school every single morning. He is the one who gets excited whenever we receive new visitors. He is the one who loved snuggling in corners of the house. He is the one who would do something naughty whenever we didn't fulfill what he wants. He is the cute one whenever he snores in his sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, he is in a better place now I guess.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;RIP. 14 February 2002? (I THINK) - today.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-7010209670452409025?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/7010209670452409025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=7010209670452409025&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/7010209670452409025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/7010209670452409025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/11/he-really-is-gone.html' title='He really is gone'/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--C-Gf_fjB3M/SW2sXZiK_vI/AAAAAAAAACI/N2vC24MAXPY/s72-c/DSC00210.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-5535157422569779502</id><published>2011-11-04T23:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T23:53:41.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello there. Sadly to say. College is ending in two weeks - 1 more week of normal college and 1 week of exams. I don't know how to cope with the insanity. If you ask me, am I ready for the next step? Honestly, no. I cannot imagine myself as a working or a married woman in the future. Heck, I can't imagine how I'd be like in uni. The same old quiet clumsy me. The previous weeks have been absolutely straining for me.... With my health problem acting up on me again. 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WbUsN0djXT0/Tpmu_kj-ivI/AAAAAAAACJA/TGrFyV4-HR4/s640/P1000221.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qpoFMy36gSk/TpmvAa5QfsI/AAAAAAAACJI/w-orkWZkYus/s1600/Photo+on+2011-10-11+at+13.11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qpoFMy36gSk/TpmvAa5QfsI/AAAAAAAACJI/w-orkWZkYus/s640/Photo+on+2011-10-11+at+13.11.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life as of the past few weeks have been pretty much unproductive and productive at the same time. Been growing centimetre by centimetre at the waist due to the food I've taken. I've got to stop eating so much and really focus, like how I was in the beginning of college. Heh, funny how the beginning of college felt as if it was not long ago, and now, in about a month's time, it will just end abruptly like that. Another one of those times where you part ways with certain people I guess. Each and every parting is a lesson, and I learn a lot from it. Those who stay with you to the very end, matters the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the productive? Because I have gotten a small part of the old me back which is listening to music. Have not been really listening to music lately and my iTunes must be collecting dust. I am currently in love with Foster The People's album. They make me wanna sing and dance, somehow. Or perhaps, listening to Joe Brooks playing on the radio every morning, without fail. When all that you've tried, leaves nothing but holes inside. Mmhmm. Yummy. And I want to download more new albums, but my internet connection restricts me to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I guess the iBug (geddit geddit?) has gotten into me. Mmm, managed to jailbreak my iPhone thanks to a dong, hah. I've been utilizing my phone a lot, when I mean a lot, A LOT. Taking pictures of everything, updating my twitter, playing around with effects and completing game levels on Where's My Water. Today, I downloaded Breaking Dawn, and started to read it, again. The world has indeed suffered a great loss with the passing of Steve Jobs. Will there be a next iPhone? Will it be better than the current one? I'm itching to update my iOS to the current and recent one but there is no untethered jailbreak for it yet. Boohoo. Heh, on the other hand, haven't got to really play with my sister's iPad yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is this something that has been bothering me for the past few weeks. Why do I feel that way? I talked over it yet I still feel the same. I am rather selfish I guess. Or just over protective? Am I becoming someone who I didn't expect I would turn out to be? Am I turning into someone I loath? Someone whom I said I'd never become?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-2217028933386371574?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/2217028933386371574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=2217028933386371574&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/2217028933386371574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/2217028933386371574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/10/musings.html' title='Musings'/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VediAm4_nRo/TpmudU8nBkI/AAAAAAAACI4/rGmmIfvqxXg/s72-c/P1000219.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-469720168451769881</id><published>2011-10-13T21:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T21:15:44.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T6hO7rejaTk/TpCaSr1FDWI/AAAAAAAACIw/6Yvna7ejHNQ/s1600/P1000227.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T6hO7rejaTk/TpCaSr1FDWI/AAAAAAAACIw/6Yvna7ejHNQ/s320/P1000227.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No one is perfect, but I'm glad you can see through most of my each and every flaw. :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-1408681936154325836?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/1408681936154325836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=1408681936154325836&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/1408681936154325836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/1408681936154325836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/10/no-one-is-perfect-but-im-glad-you-can.html' title=''/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T6hO7rejaTk/TpCaSr1FDWI/AAAAAAAACIw/6Yvna7ejHNQ/s72-c/P1000227.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-9035777291722821898</id><published>2011-10-04T22:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T22:43:25.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Believe</title><content type='html'>Hello there. Having the mood to blog today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, we had two hours break. We headed to Jojo Pan Mee Kota Damansara to eat lunch. We as in, me and my college mates by the way. Heh, had traditional pan mee. And the while the rest went to Snowflakes and Chatime, I went to eat I Heart Yogurt! Yummy! I think it is definitely value for money compared to Tutti Frutti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--IsvA4JckLg/TosOGGOd2eI/AAAAAAAACIQ/nL2KDOSxUZU/s1600/P1000200.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="390" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--IsvA4JckLg/TosOGGOd2eI/AAAAAAAACIQ/nL2KDOSxUZU/s640/P1000200.JPG" width="520" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XlhTlwjD22s/TosOhNw5tII/AAAAAAAACIU/LmKJa3BlAkg/s1600/P1000195.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="390" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XlhTlwjD22s/TosOhNw5tII/AAAAAAAACIU/LmKJa3BlAkg/s640/P1000195.JPG" width="520" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bh7mT2p3xC8/TosO-P8g1nI/AAAAAAAACIY/0h3eZqsqab0/s1600/P1000201.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="390" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bh7mT2p3xC8/TosO-P8g1nI/AAAAAAAACIY/0h3eZqsqab0/s400/P1000201.JPG" width="520" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b37Swrvr4zM/TosQf1MLwBI/AAAAAAAACIk/ziLu1RxaMrI/s1600/P1000202.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b37Swrvr4zM/TosQf1MLwBI/AAAAAAAACIk/ziLu1RxaMrI/s640/P1000202.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IBFAw84wROA/TosQ0tecS8I/AAAAAAAACIo/XpC2uH4zOKg/s1600/P1000211.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IBFAw84wROA/TosQ0tecS8I/AAAAAAAACIo/XpC2uH4zOKg/s640/P1000211.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Original flavoured froyo with strawberries and oreos as toppings.&lt;br /&gt;2) Mommy snapped a photo of Tiggr, who was eagerly waiting for her to feed him bread!&lt;br /&gt;3) What do we call this game again? This was at I Heart Yogurt and I love their ambience, and also there are card games provided!&lt;br /&gt;4) Silly face.&lt;br /&gt;5) The only decent photo we took. I look like a whale in the rest of the photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, wanted to sing K so badly today but Neway just had to increase their price? I remember it being RM8+ in the morning. Boo, anyways had to teman a dong to cut hair, in the end, me myself got a haircut too. And basically, I am super broke for this week. Its only Tuesday but I only have RM20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#sadlife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm, going to Bestari's alumni dinner this Saturday. I hope it turns out to be a good one. Can't wait to see the friends and the seniors and the juniors and especially the teachers again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay before I end my post, birthday shoutout to this lala here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy belated birthday lala! &lt;/b&gt;Although just know you this few months, thank you for everything! Everything includes all those advices and listening. Hehe, went out for dinner with him, Melvin and Yu Wei on Sunday. Sorry I didn't got to get you your duck duck! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V2RjApi1fo0/TosRuBei7GI/AAAAAAAACIs/rACcWLzjm2o/s1600/P1000061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="390" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V2RjApi1fo0/TosRuBei7GI/AAAAAAAACIs/rACcWLzjm2o/s320/P1000061.JPG" width="520" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;P/s : I have been taught that when you do good deeds, you get good things in return. When you do something bad, you get bad things in return. In your fucking face. Kthxbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-9035777291722821898?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/9035777291722821898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=9035777291722821898&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/9035777291722821898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/9035777291722821898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/10/believe.html' title='Believe'/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--IsvA4JckLg/TosOGGOd2eI/AAAAAAAACIQ/nL2KDOSxUZU/s72-c/P1000200.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-3532469278169597913</id><published>2011-10-02T14:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T14:57:58.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sabah</title><content type='html'>Read about my first day of Sabah &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/09/sabah.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; before reading this post. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we everyone got ready by 8 am and rushed down to the van we hired to go to Kinabalu Park. I thought it would be quite near Kota Kinabalu. The journey there took two whole hours. As we were going up, it was still sunny. But after we went up to a certain altitude, it started to rain and rain and rain. We stopped by an area which was full with overpriced stalls selling souvenirs and really yummy pineapples! And then we headed up again. We could see Mount Kinabalu and it was all black. It is just a mountain with cold, black, dead stone, and the peak was hidden above to sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am too lazy to elaborate more on that. Anyways, we didn't manage to get bitten by the fishes at the fish spa &amp;nbsp;nor visit the hot spring or Kinabalu Park due to the weather. How saddening. I was looking forward to going to see a real life Rafflesia for the first time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only place we got to go was the cow farm! Who knew that there were black and white cows in Malaysia! I thought I was in New Zealand or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tQ65QEBu5gY/TogFN6bk-4I/AAAAAAAACHg/SliP8G7amvc/s1600/292848_10150277013057514_513587513_7870655_7228349_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tQ65QEBu5gY/TogFN6bk-4I/AAAAAAAACHg/SliP8G7amvc/s640/292848_10150277013057514_513587513_7870655_7228349_n.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This looks as if it is a cover of a story book or something. The black stuff is Mount Kinabalu.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KVrF7UiyeLc/TogFOeIxUCI/AAAAAAAACHk/2U78Pin9x74/s1600/293948_10150277094557514_513587513_7871245_6076917_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KVrF7UiyeLc/TogFOeIxUCI/AAAAAAAACHk/2U78Pin9x74/s640/293948_10150277094557514_513587513_7871245_6076917_n.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Poodle shaped cloud we saw there :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RGgN7bJjgqU/TogFPtpiK1I/AAAAAAAACHo/H3TqA1_4WDA/s1600/327837_10150277102742514_513587513_7871276_586906_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RGgN7bJjgqU/TogFPtpiK1I/AAAAAAAACHo/H3TqA1_4WDA/s400/327837_10150277102742514_513587513_7871276_586906_o.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This was how green the grass was. We felt like running on it and lying on it.... Except here it is probably filled with cow dung. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hcY2i5Wflb8/TogFQf3gjYI/AAAAAAAACHs/qdA8foyF5EE/s1600/328668_10150277122387514_513587513_7871384_7105130_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hcY2i5Wflb8/TogFQf3gjYI/AAAAAAAACHs/qdA8foyF5EE/s400/328668_10150277122387514_513587513_7871384_7105130_o.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;COWS!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AfKY7mPMdLg/TogFRPzLqYI/AAAAAAAACHw/odBJkh4oTw8/s1600/330431_10150277135552514_513587513_7871483_568169_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AfKY7mPMdLg/TogFRPzLqYI/AAAAAAAACHw/odBJkh4oTw8/s400/330431_10150277135552514_513587513_7871483_568169_o.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is my papa, I love him so so much. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That is about it I guess. I'm getting lazy to blog. We got down from Kinabalu area around 4pm, and the scenery was breathtaking. Someday, I would want to climb Mt. Kinabalu and reach Low's Peak. Mmmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Too lazy to write on my 3rd day, so here are photos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q310t3R81Mc/TogJ-gJos6I/AAAAAAAACH0/_w5-2q7QLa4/s1600/327089_10150277138897514_513587513_7871542_3938577_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q310t3R81Mc/TogJ-gJos6I/AAAAAAAACH0/_w5-2q7QLa4/s400/327089_10150277138897514_513587513_7871542_3938577_o.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kM14VCiHhkQ/TogJ_lviCfI/AAAAAAAACH4/xtcCUk_nEV0/s1600/331123_10150277094717514_513587513_7871246_3835634_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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Me experimenting the morning sun with the new Lumix camera. I somehow love this photo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;2. Snowflake's bestseller. Had that twice this week. Been cutting down on the intake of Chatime.&amp;nbsp;&lt;strike&gt;(this is a lie) &lt;/strike&gt;I can't believe how much money I have spent of both of them. If you haven't tried them before, &lt;b&gt;please don't.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Pocky my mother bought back from Japan, I think the packaging is too cute!&lt;br /&gt;4. Had this seminar going on with the coursemates in the Section 13 campus. Pasted our drawings on the wall with our birthdays written on it.&lt;br /&gt;5. Ikea meatballs which a koala bear treated me!&lt;br /&gt;6. My drawing: a sunflower, apple and giraffe.&lt;br /&gt;7. This yellow bird has been outside of my house for days. It keeps pecking my kitchen window, and it isn't scared of humans.&lt;br /&gt;8. Some homemade strawberry cheesecake we had at Aini's open house. I stuffed so many pieces of them down my throat. Om nom nom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, I bummed out of blogging. I guess this is not a habit for me anymore, but I will update when I feel like it. Do check back always, kay? I am now able to drive alone now, the furthest I have been is Subang. I wish to explore further places soon, but if only there was such thing as a car with full petrol always. Yeah, I drive to college, but I'm not sure whether I am the noob parker, or the others are noob drivers. I keep getting my car scratched. Mm, enough of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My exam results have been satisfying, and I always believe god rewards us accordingly to the efforts we put in for any exam. It is true. I think that is why ma decided to reward me with a camera and an iPhone 3GS. I shall put them to good use and try to not complain so much anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-194265687262462720?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/194265687262462720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=194265687262462720&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/194265687262462720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/194265687262462720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/10/hello-october.html' title='Hello October'/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eVC7RdE1KuE/ToaUwjehZmI/AAAAAAAACHA/qv2xMQ1ccbs/s72-c/P1000180.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-5336042387750723976</id><published>2011-09-28T09:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T09:22:12.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Since you want to win so much, I'll let you win. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe not. Whaddup? ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-5336042387750723976?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/5336042387750723976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=5336042387750723976&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/5336042387750723976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/5336042387750723976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/09/since-you-want-to-win-so-much-ill-let.html' title=''/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-7182123370757496744</id><published>2011-09-22T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T22:25:50.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sabah.</title><content type='html'>Around a month ago, I went to Sabah with my family. The plane tickets to Kota Kinabalu were booked a year ago for only RM 70 to and fro with Air Asia.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So from based on what I remember, let me blog. So we woke up in the morning feeling like crap, and rushed to LCCT as we were late. When we reached, we were pretty much the last few who collected our boarding pass, therefore resulting in us sitting pretty much at the back of the plane? Or was it the centre? The plane was full with people and two crying babies. The two hour ride was pretty much uncomfortable as the leg room and the chair was just inclined to what you paid for. RM70. That's what you get when you fly with budget air I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3_AMx_-5PZ4/TntBjz038NI/AAAAAAAACGk/amGT6Ih3uHc/s1600/P8202318.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3_AMx_-5PZ4/TntBjz038NI/AAAAAAAACGk/amGT6Ih3uHc/s400/P8202318.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Brought the chocoman my carrot friend (Chin-ah) bought me a year ago. Now, Chocoman follows me everywhere in my baby car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hdAkKQV3DzY/TntBrAHVSOI/AAAAAAAACGo/qjDPWDi9mV8/s1600/P8202325.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hdAkKQV3DzY/TntBrAHVSOI/AAAAAAAACGo/qjDPWDi9mV8/s400/P8202325.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is the view of Pulau Manukan from the airplane. Pretty eh? Stay tuned for more pictures of Pulau Manukan! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright so we arrived at the airport and had KFC but we had to wait for an aunt who was on a later flight. When the aunt came, we left for the city, and it feels pretty much the same as when we went with Teck Wai. Stayed at Marina Apartments. Or is it a condo? I remember we stayed at the same place a few years back and we were being all bratty and complainey about how much it sucked. But to be honest today, it is a pretty decent place to stay when you compare it with Penang's Sri Sayang apartments, which sucks ttm. Hah, freshened up and had lunch at some kopitiam. Honestly, if a KL person opens a KL style kopitiam in Sabah, he would make big bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the Filipino market (???) and then we got to see many many many things. Some unusual stuff which were not photographed. They sold huge ass fishies, sea horses and many dried seafood, super cheap vegetables and whatever a market would sell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NugUUH4G7Nk/TntBx9TCCwI/AAAAAAAACGs/6BollUYWvpo/s1600/P8202330.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NugUUH4G7Nk/TntBx9TCCwI/AAAAAAAACGs/6BollUYWvpo/s400/P8202330.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dad insisted on getting this seashell, and it is grinning! How cute! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1GsBsQyrqao/TntB0zFPxJI/AAAAAAAACGw/zPdK1nLRmi8/s1600/331959_10150281238073867_730948866_7948448_3740864_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1GsBsQyrqao/TntB0zFPxJI/AAAAAAAACGw/zPdK1nLRmi8/s640/331959_10150281238073867_730948866_7948448_3740864_o.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The stall selling them! They are natural! Huge and pretty and it only costs RM5-RM15 depending on your bargaining skills. How pretty! What I didn't like was there were stalls selling corals pieces to tourists. Hello please appreciate their beauty lah! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9OE-ITeUqaw/TntB4nuC7nI/AAAAAAAACG0/IKUCxMwA2-g/s1600/337065_10150281233088867_730948866_7948368_5249323_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9OE-ITeUqaw/TntB4nuC7nI/AAAAAAAACG0/IKUCxMwA2-g/s640/337065_10150281233088867_730948866_7948368_5249323_o.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;So many avocados! It should be cheap too :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HAWXIET6HsA/TntB9YMFMrI/AAAAAAAACG4/sMX3LQ1CF5U/s1600/289287_10150281234718867_730948866_7948402_2918157_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HAWXIET6HsA/TntB9YMFMrI/AAAAAAAACG4/sMX3LQ1CF5U/s640/289287_10150281234718867_730948866_7948402_2918157_o.jpg" width="476" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Big ass bananas. HAHAHA.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to the apartment and me and Bunny went for a swim. Swam like 20 laps, and by laps 1 mean one time back and forth! I was so exhausted. I challenged Bunny with the 20 laps but huffed and puffed halfway. But at least I completed it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stared at the planes that flew so low and with their rumbling noises, passing by the air space around the town area. It was such an eye catching sight. Big planes, small planes. Ahhh. I wish I could fly one. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked back to the apartment to only find out that the relatives went to the market again and bought a lot of seafood and vegetables .... FOR STEAMBOAT! I had to eat all vegetables as I disliked seafood. Boooo. Nevertheless, it was a fun night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mqA2GrNvavs/TntCHTyzY6I/AAAAAAAACG8/tthNNf_ZZsk/s1600/P8202331.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mqA2GrNvavs/TntCHTyzY6I/AAAAAAAACG8/tthNNf_ZZsk/s400/P8202331.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After dinner, everyone bathed and then I fell asleep on the bed, and Li Wei nearly pushed me off the bed. So this sums up my day 1 of Sabah.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TTFN! Ta ta for now :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-7182123370757496744?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/7182123370757496744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=7182123370757496744&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/7182123370757496744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/7182123370757496744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/09/sabah.html' title='Sabah.'/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3_AMx_-5PZ4/TntBjz038NI/AAAAAAAACGk/amGT6Ih3uHc/s72-c/P8202318.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-5901500161300353052</id><published>2011-09-21T09:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T09:30:55.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just feel like typing some stuff. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this morning I guess I woke up on the wrong side of bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe since yesterday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-5901500161300353052?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/5901500161300353052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=5901500161300353052&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/5901500161300353052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/5901500161300353052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/09/just-feel-like-typing-some-stuff.html' title=''/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-1821574497735238629</id><published>2011-09-19T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T22:43:04.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello there, I know there has been a lack of posts lately, but I will make it up to you guys, I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strike&gt;(You can stop saying, "Yeah, yeah, you say that all the time but you never update.")&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I tell you guys about my past month, here are the stuffs I am going to tell you about, &lt;i&gt;if I remember&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) My Sabah Trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XlHB-JgB_OE/TndTfE2BNzI/AAAAAAAACGQ/kiB3qXCY6V4/s1600/331123_10150277094717514_513587513_7871246_3835634_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XlHB-JgB_OE/TndTfE2BNzI/AAAAAAAACGQ/kiB3qXCY6V4/s400/331123_10150277094717514_513587513_7871246_3835634_o.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4NNmsYgRSZU/TndTonpduHI/AAAAAAAACGU/iYyqjS1i6M0/s1600/P8222347.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4NNmsYgRSZU/TndTonpduHI/AAAAAAAACGU/iYyqjS1i6M0/s400/P8222347.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) My Horrible Penang Trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R9qw9T2jv58/TndT-UQ2TwI/AAAAAAAACGY/Xxd1YURnDn8/s1600/My+Photo+Strip+889829217.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="130" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R9qw9T2jv58/TndT-UQ2TwI/AAAAAAAACGY/Xxd1YURnDn8/s400/My+Photo+Strip+889829217.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VU3zuH8XHDs/TndUCnTaUSI/AAAAAAAACGc/5raACuvSroc/s1600/My+Photo+Strip+889829217+%25283%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="130" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VU3zuH8XHDs/TndUCnTaUSI/AAAAAAAACGc/5raACuvSroc/s400/My+Photo+Strip+889829217+%25283%2529.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) My Broga Experience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NxMNoLLAJWQ/TndUhA2BujI/AAAAAAAACGg/ZkKoRTzoIkU/s1600/P8302314.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NxMNoLLAJWQ/TndUhA2BujI/AAAAAAAACGg/ZkKoRTzoIkU/s400/P8302314.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any many other ramblings I can think about. You know, I think I should stop tweeting. Based on the fact how people are so annoyed with me spamming their timeline about how my day went. Heh. But I don't think I can do that though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm fighting to stay awake. Time to go sleep. Night nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-1821574497735238629?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/1821574497735238629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=1821574497735238629&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/1821574497735238629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/1821574497735238629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/09/hello-there-i-know-there-has-been-lack.html' title=''/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XlHB-JgB_OE/TndTfE2BNzI/AAAAAAAACGQ/kiB3qXCY6V4/s72-c/331123_10150277094717514_513587513_7871246_3835634_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-2746515119810627332</id><published>2011-09-19T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T22:29:04.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DONG</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CNgObkP_gGs/TnWs9Uf_whI/AAAAAAAACGM/n9w1YE0eMKg/s1600/Photo+on+2011-09-17+at+01.51.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CNgObkP_gGs/TnWs9Uf_whI/AAAAAAAACGM/n9w1YE0eMKg/s400/Photo+on+2011-09-17+at+01.51.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the fella who I met on the 2nd day of college. At first sight, I thought he look like Paul, one of my cousin's cousin. And I kept annoying him with that fact by constantly shoving Paul's facebook profile in his face. Har har.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Hi, you're taking Foundation in Business right?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was his first sentence, if I'm not mistaken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This person is the person that has been my best friend since the starting of college. Yeah, I am not really the kind of person that has a social life, and I didn't really talk much to people in college. And this dude here had the courage to tell me off, and things did became better after that. Though now its starting to die off again. But at least I have the 10. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This person is the person that I am comfortable being around, whether being extremely noisy and annoying or just being silent. One day without his annoyingness seems pretty hard to get by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This person is the person that I complain to now. The first person I call whenever I have a problem. The people that I tell my stories to do have a special place in my heart, &amp;nbsp;just so you know. It means I trust you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This person is the person that I find his pronunciation cute, with the way he says koala and hippopotamus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This person is the now the person that makes me like a retard on any other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya so cheesy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, say hello to a dong everyone. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-2746515119810627332?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/2746515119810627332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=2746515119810627332&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/2746515119810627332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/2746515119810627332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/09/dong.html' title='DONG'/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CNgObkP_gGs/TnWs9Uf_whI/AAAAAAAACGM/n9w1YE0eMKg/s72-c/Photo+on+2011-09-17+at+01.51.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-208421656257553766</id><published>2011-09-12T21:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T21:23:37.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;I hate how insensitive can people be sometimes. Or too sensitive too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-208421656257553766?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/208421656257553766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=208421656257553766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/208421656257553766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/208421656257553766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-hate-how-insensitive-can-people-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-2137199239901424210</id><published>2011-09-03T08:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T08:52:58.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Day! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;edits : It is too late to blog about this! Decided to save it as a draft but &amp;nbsp;I forgot to post it, but anyways, here are 6 blogs I love/that inspire me. What about yours?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope it is not too late to blog about this! I read about this Blog Day thing-a-ma-jig on &lt;a href="http://www.nuffnang.com.my/blog/2011/08/26/nuffnang-celebrates-blogday/"&gt;Nuffnang&lt;/a&gt;. So I thought maybe, hey, why not share blogs that inspire me to you guys? Who knows, we have the same interest and you'll get hooked to it, or perhaps, you'll be inspired. :}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ppppapertissue.blogspot.com/"&gt;1. Paper Tissue&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5190/5643315916_a7d63d7215_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5190/5643315916_a7d63d7215_b.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Photo taken from PaperTissue&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5068/5554788307_4021ddacfb_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5068/5554788307_4021ddacfb_o.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Photo taken from PaperTissue&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5224/5567792710_17a81d0eb4_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5224/5567792710_17a81d0eb4_b.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Photo taken from PaperTissue&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog shows the artwork of Jeannine Tan, a talented seventeen year old photographer. She is currently residing in Australia, but is a Singaporean if I'm not mistaken. Most of you might know her from her &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://papertissue.tumblr.com/"&gt;tumblr&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;as she is pretty well known there. She also has her own &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://jeanninetan.com/"&gt;portfolio&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, where she has been the photographer for NYFW (New York Fashion Week) and several magazines in Australia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I envy her photos. They are absolutely to die for. The photos speak for&amp;nbsp;themselves - stunning. Someday, I am going to be as skillful as her. I am not some photography expert nor I own a digital SLR, but I do hope to take better photos, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://dancingpapercranes.blogspot.com/"&gt;2. Dancing Paper Cranes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i140.photobucket.com/albums/r34/ShuhanNoParedo/95e5a6d7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://i140.photobucket.com/albums/r34/ShuhanNoParedo/95e5a6d7.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leonie is an eighteen year old cancer patient whose cancer relapsed (came back again) this April. Somehow, reading her blog tells me how thankful I am each day for being alive. There is so much we can do as human beings. To give and take and also appreciate. And this few line really hits me in the heart:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I should be feeling lucky that I'm still alive." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Till then, stay happy and healthy everyone. No matter how bad you think your life is, know that there is this blogger and cancer patient who has it worse than you, and you have no idea how much I want to live your life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder, how is she doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sheenaliam.blogspot.com/"&gt;3. Sheena&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h83/sheenaliam/Twenty%20Eleven/ge.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h83/sheenaliam/Twenty%20Eleven/ge.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I don't exactly recall on how I found her blog, but it is pretty interesting to stalk. I get to read up on the life of a model and student at the same time. I just love the way she writes. As simple as that I guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://boyswho.tumblr.com/"&gt;4. Boys Who&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lq91uupaYh1qkjinlo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lq91uupaYh1qkjinlo1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;If you own a Tumblr account, I'd suggest you check this out. Got the boy of your dreams that you don't know how to describe? They made it easier for you! This blog has got me hooked on the reblog and like button. If you're a boy, check out &lt;a href="http://girlswho.tumblr.com/"&gt;Girls Who &lt;/a&gt;instead.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://eletheowl.tumblr.com/"&gt;5. Eletheowl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Most girls would love this site. This girl, I don't know whether she came up with her own quotes or what, but I think her site owns the most amazing quotes EVER. And you should definitely check it out.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;-&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I think I will stop at 5. Mmm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/2187425402725889164-2137199239901424210?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/2137199239901424210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=2137199239901424210&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/2137199239901424210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/2137199239901424210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-day.html' title='Blog Day! :)'/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5190/5643315916_a7d63d7215_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-1536861271797147365</id><published>2011-08-27T13:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T13:55:55.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Omg.</title><content type='html'>Hello, I am dying soon. Of boredom. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-1536861271797147365?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/1536861271797147365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=1536861271797147365&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/1536861271797147365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/1536861271797147365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/08/omg.html' title='Omg.'/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-7024399229325318914</id><published>2011-08-24T09:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T09:04:17.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trust.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Is it that hard to find someone who genuinely knows you and trusts you anymore? It scares me that I&amp;#39;m slowly losing my friends, and not gaining any more friends because of my sucky social skills. I guess. It&amp;#39;s me, and there is nothing you can do to change me. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-7024399229325318914?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/7024399229325318914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=7024399229325318914&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/7024399229325318914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/7024399229325318914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/08/trust.html' title='Trust.'/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-7502240644290954143</id><published>2011-08-19T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T19:04:49.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello there.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--moCsZaTOaI/Tk4_mmTGurI/AAAAAAAACFQ/6P7BT1Nnv8k/s1600/markerpen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--moCsZaTOaI/Tk4_mmTGurI/AAAAAAAACFQ/6P7BT1Nnv8k/s640/markerpen.jpg" width="422" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah, I remember I used to keep doodle books in high school. I used to write in them whenever I was happy, sad or bored in class. Today, I flipped through them and I laughed at how happy I was and how upset I got due to what seem like small matters now. I'm glad I fixed some things though, but some things will remain the same forever. Drawing and colour helped me calm down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should get a notebook soon, because it seems that I express too much of my emotions on social media now (like Twitter) that it is starting to annoy everyone or either I keep them in me, and its driving me nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And its been awhile since I've taken photos of anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-7502240644290954143?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/7502240644290954143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=7502240644290954143&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/7502240644290954143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/7502240644290954143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/08/hello-there.html' title='Hello there.'/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--moCsZaTOaI/Tk4_mmTGurI/AAAAAAAACFQ/6P7BT1Nnv8k/s72-c/markerpen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-8899472804456793351</id><published>2011-08-18T01:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T01:57:24.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How the week got by</title><content type='html'>One of those sleepless nights again where I stay up drowning in my own sea of thoughts. I wonder what will happen if I do blabber them out. There has been so much negativity in my mind lately (usually all the time but its extra extra negative lately). What does it take for one to put behind the past? I think the past haunts everyone, all the time. You tell people to 'forget the past', but you yourself can't seem to put it behind your own back. Nobody remembers the good things that happen but everyone remembers the bad things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pretty much spend most days at home now, as a result of Mom nagging that I go out too often. Maybe its because we're off to holidays soon, or it is the time of the year where one is not to loiter about. Hmm, but it's all good although by two in the afternoon, you see me being a sloth in front of the television, scrolling through channels only to find out that the shows aired is just the repeat of the day before. How uninteresting. The good side, I have been doing housework! So far, I have washed and vacuumed my car and cleaned my room. Well, cleaning my room certainly is a good idea, with the visits of cockroaches of the same pattern and about the same size. I moved my bed only to find about fifty or more clumps of dust bunnies lying around and an empty box of film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are in two weeks, and I have no idea how am I going to ace this semester's exams. English, Law and Computing seems so uninteresting to me now. The only upside of college seems to be just hanging out with my friends and drinking ridiculously expensive bubble tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not seen Ah Di in ages, but I'm going on a holiday with him soon. Can't wait for that to happen. I hope it'll be a fun one though, with less drama please and thank you. Also not forgetting Han and Sern! Haven't seen both of them in ages too! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, went out with Tze and Ting last Tuesday. It doesn't seem as bad as before. Well, there is this same tingly nervousness on the day before. Hahaha. As usual. It felt like the first day of school. After college, Tze picked me up and then we went to pick Ting up. Went to OU and had lunch at Food Republic. Talked over stuff and then we had about two hours to kill, so we went and play two games of pool. Um, haven't really played pool since I went out with the high school mates a few months ago. Need to improve on that I guess. After that, watched Zookeeper and I had to leave just as the movie was ending. Dad forgot that I told him to pick me up when I call him. Thought I would get scolded in the car but it's all good. Lucky me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The highlight of my week has been pretty much that, and also breakfast and lunch with the gang. They never fail to crack me up. Oh, and also we accompanied lala to get a new haircut. And I learnt that haircut makes a difference. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-8899472804456793351?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/8899472804456793351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=8899472804456793351&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/8899472804456793351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/8899472804456793351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/08/sea-of-not-so-awkwardism.html' title='How the week got by'/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-446734556880058336</id><published>2011-08-17T16:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T16:56:43.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Things change, people change. I just want it to be the same. There's a thin fine line between A and B and I wish things will stay at A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going insane.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-446734556880058336?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/446734556880058336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=446734556880058336&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/446734556880058336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/446734556880058336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/08/things-change-people-change.html' title=''/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-8852588453934536415</id><published>2011-08-09T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T22:33:19.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>High school bunch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2AMJzJzom48/Tj5MVpgjeMI/AAAAAAAACFE/ZeENGtKTHFY/s1600/Untitled.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="223" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2AMJzJzom48/Tj5MVpgjeMI/AAAAAAAACFE/ZeENGtKTHFY/s400/Untitled.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget to add this in. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Thursday night, my high school friends and I made a conference call and it sort of failed where more than half the time we were all yelling at each other, " HELLO HELLO?! CAN ANYBODY HEAR MEEE?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the next day, we went out and buka puasa at the Curve. Hahaha, at first in the morning, went to college only to find out that I need not pay any fees for 2nd semester. Left to the Curve and sort of shopped with mama! Got myself a pair of &amp;nbsp;oxfords that I have been wanting since very very long ago and I am very happy with it. Been criss crossing things off my wish list and that is of course a good sign. Hahaha, also had McDonald's two days in a row. Been to Curve like 3 days in a row. So sick of Curve already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, met up with the bunch who came together from Taylor's Hartamas, boo! How unfair is it to study far away from them. :( We watched Captain America, which I watched for the 2nd time. Watching a movie for the 2nd time is boring, but I didn't mind. At least now I know how it feels now.. :( Sorry ah! HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, waited to buka puasa and we just chilled at Starbucks without even buying a drink. Left for Italiannies afterwards, and we ate like mad. It felt good to just sit down there to laugh, catch up and tell each other about what is happening in college.. I feel old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some photos I stole from facebook. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/185242_10150271382619753_661309752_7601817_3947105_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="297" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/185242_10150271382619753_661309752_7601817_3947105_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ahmad and I.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/205864_10150271382279753_661309752_7601811_1090582_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="297" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/205864_10150271382279753_661309752_7601811_1090582_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;May Yen, Terry and Chi Shun&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/281475_10150271380529753_661309752_7601781_5148973_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/281475_10150271380529753_661309752_7601781_5148973_n.jpg" width="476" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the cinema, May, Terry, Chi Shun and Aini&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/284368_10150254660198175_672378174_7572725_773084_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/284368_10150254660198175_672378174_7572725_773084_n.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;May and I&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Overall, had a great time! Like super super super great time. At times though, I felt that maybe I have changed. But that is just life. Hehe, we were all so jakun when we got to see Aini's sexy mini cooper! With the UK flag on top! Seeeeeeeeeex. Okay enough of that. :-(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After Aini leaving, the rest of them left with Ahmad and went to May's place to play Wii. My dad insisted on fetching me from the curve so I didn't go. I had to wait like an idiot for 1 hour outside the Maybank place. -_-&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luckily ada teman cakap telefon jap. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and I'm being quite sensitive and all, but just because I have Malay friends doesn't mean that I will become one. So don't worry about me hanging out too much with them. What I mean is, don't judge them. And don't judge me too. Not funny at all.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-8852588453934536415?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/8852588453934536415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=8852588453934536415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/8852588453934536415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/8852588453934536415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/08/high-school-bunch.html' title='High school bunch'/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2AMJzJzom48/Tj5MVpgjeMI/AAAAAAAACFE/ZeENGtKTHFY/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-787714763849256215</id><published>2011-08-09T09:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T09:37:23.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2 - Nine things about yourself.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aWMYa4FHE08/Thnr-BAAFSI/AAAAAAAACDw/DhgL2vJMq5s/s1600/DSC05745.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aWMYa4FHE08/Thnr-BAAFSI/AAAAAAAACDw/DhgL2vJMq5s/s640/DSC05745.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;1. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I can speak Mandarin.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; People often underestimate me as a banana and I am not one! Okay, maybe half. I can read, write, type and speak simple Mandarin. So freaking insulting at times when people go, "HUH U KNOW HOW TO SPEAK MANDARIN ONE AH?!" No, no I don't. Obviously I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. In case you didn't already know,&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; I have a scar in the middle of my head&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. I got it when I was young because I fell from quite a distance on my head. Blood was gushing out in the middle of my face and I had to get a stitch. Then the scar lasted forever, up till now. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am very very paranoid.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; I get super paranoid when my best friend posts something insulting about someone else and I'll think that it would be me. I am also paranoid about being ignored by other people. Ha. Ha. Ha. In the end, I'll always end up looking stupid. I am also insecure, well, most of the time. I think of the negative views first than the positive views. &lt;em&gt;This explains, I am a&lt;strong&gt; pessimist&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I suck at making decisions.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I realize that all the time. Is it just me or does everyone do the same thing? I usually make decisions after a long long time of contemplating which decision is the better one. In the end, I will still regret my decision anyways. And then again, there are times when I make decisions on impulse, and I never regret them. Even if it gets me into trouble. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; I sometimes wonder if I'm better off as a boy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Ha. Ha. Ha. Look at me. I can't put no make up on or I can't walk in heels. But I do love pretty dresses though and dressing up. I'm not exactly the type of girl that is polite after you know me well. If&amp;nbsp;I were a boy, I'd dress&amp;nbsp;myself up so well, then get the prettiest girl ever. Hehe. Who am I kidding?&amp;nbsp;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love giraffes and Hello Kitty.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; This giraffe obsession first started when I went to China and got myself into a giraffe themed wholesale shop. I went crazy. And Hello Kitty. Well, I do own most hello kitty stuff. Hello Kitty bag, Hello Kitty soft&amp;nbsp;toy, Hello Kitty tumblr, Hello Kitty pencil etc etc. Hehe, its just cute. I remember playing the Hello Kitty game on the computer game when I was young. :*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I get upset very easily.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Sometimes, I get upset and worry about the slightest things my friends have to tell me to STOP. And then I get upset about a lot of things, in the end, I get upset at myself for being upset. That kind of feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I find it hard to &lt;strong&gt;trust&lt;/strong&gt; other people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; I love music&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Like really love music. It brings out the best and the worst in me. When I'm down, listen to emo songs, when I'm happy I listen to happy songs. When I like an artist, I like everything about him, and also know his music too. Life would be dull without any music.&amp;nbsp;:) &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-787714763849256215?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/787714763849256215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=787714763849256215&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/787714763849256215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/787714763849256215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-2-nine-things-about-yourself.html' title='Day 2 - Nine things about yourself.'/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aWMYa4FHE08/Thnr-BAAFSI/AAAAAAAACDw/DhgL2vJMq5s/s72-c/DSC05745.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-3104572303303202641</id><published>2011-08-08T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T23:05:52.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/1MwjX4dG72s/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1MwjX4dG72s&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1MwjX4dG72s&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;look at the stars, look how they shine for you, everything you do, and they were all yellow.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;:')&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;nights.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-3104572303303202641?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/3104572303303202641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=3104572303303202641&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/3104572303303202641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/3104572303303202641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/08/look-at-stars-look-how-they-shine-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-4177527812539734989</id><published>2011-08-08T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T23:00:48.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That star.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tumblr.com/photo/1280/8623822059/1/tumblr_lphzh2Uguy1qir5mp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="198" src="http://www.tumblr.com/photo/1280/8623822059/1/tumblr_lphzh2Uguy1qir5mp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It is too often that I take things for granted, and I should take the gif's advice.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have heard inspiring stories over the week on how a twenty eight year old earns his own money to buy a luxury car for himself. Or a friend who works and earns a salary equilivent to a fresh graduate's salary when he is too, eighteen years old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And sometimes I ask myself, can I do the same? I could if I wanted to. Being eighteen, there is a side of me that is pretty shameful of myself. I haven't worked before. At all. Well maybe yes, just for a few days playing cashier at an aunt's shop, but that is not considered working. I hear my friends yabbering on and on about how their day goes by with the new experiences picked up from part time jobs. I wish I earned enough to buy the camera I've been longing to buy, the clothes and shoes all over the internet etc etc. There are people who can do way better than me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But there are people worse than me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They choose to rob instead. Please be careful! The other day, someone I knew got robbed and lost quite a sum of money. The robbers aren't afraid of the cops anymore, or they never were afraid. Huge parang swords, wearing masks and wigs as disguise, and being able to converse in various languages. It scares me how vulnerable all our lives are. What do they even do with the money they rob? Use to buy drugs? Does it bring them any good? Having to hide to money and spend it cautiously in order to prevent the police from busting their cover. :l&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahh life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then again, cancer stories make me thank god so so much on what I have in life and appreciate every single one around me. There are patients who have the courage to fight cancer, and when it goes away, it might relapse again. And these stories are the most saddening ones. How the patients have to go through the process of chemotherapy again, with decreasing confidence in hopes of recovering. :( Get well soon, aunty, although I don't really know you well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As long as I live healthy, eat healthy and complain less. I think things will definitely be better. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What am I crapping ah? HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Drink so much chatime some more say live healthy. My ass la.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-4177527812539734989?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/4177527812539734989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=4177527812539734989&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/4177527812539734989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/4177527812539734989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/08/that-star.html' title='That star.'/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-2119360995200301413</id><published>2011-08-07T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T16:47:32.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malacca for a day.</title><content type='html'>Hello there readers! I know I haven't been updating constantly but I think you can know more about what am I doing everyday through my &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/floojo"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt;. I have millions of stories to tell, but I am too lazy to even type it out. #failblogger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I'm gonna talk about my Malacca trip a few weeks back. While everyone was at Cheer '11. I decided not to go to Cheer in fear of feeling the post-high school syndrome. Ha. Ha. Just kidding. None of my high school mates were able to make it. Apparently, &amp;nbsp;this year's cheer is pretty dull. So no regrets anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JzZo-kBKIrk/Tj5LexmUPAI/AAAAAAAACEo/N-HSR6716Wg/s1600/P7242312.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JzZo-kBKIrk/Tj5LexmUPAI/AAAAAAAACEo/N-HSR6716Wg/s400/P7242312.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My outfit for the day.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Cute isn't it? Bought the top and the shirt at Times Square. I want to go and buy more clothes but apparently I am told to stop shopping for a bit. Noooo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-igP_xLFJPnY/Tj5Ll0Y5OFI/AAAAAAAACEs/JP5XvV-V02c/s1600/P7242311.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-igP_xLFJPnY/Tj5Ll0Y5OFI/AAAAAAAACEs/JP5XvV-V02c/s400/P7242311.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mm, sister had to go to Tesco Melaka to check a few things out for her work so mom and I tagged along. It felt pretty good being able to go on road trips again. I miss the frequent road trips that we used to go, spontaneously. Ulu Yam, Teluk Intan, Ipoh. That's what makes me so Malaysian and so Geography-ish. I &amp;nbsp;like travelling around my country. Do you? :) I have never been to Malacca's historical sites before though. I recall going there once with my kindergarten for a trip to A Farmosa. Other than that, I have never really tasted Malacca's delicacies before. So we set off to Malacca..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vM6uLTVkVoU/Tj5LyaJXpoI/AAAAAAAACEw/-fDLapkfPMA/s1600/P7242318.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vM6uLTVkVoU/Tj5LyaJXpoI/AAAAAAAACEw/-fDLapkfPMA/s400/P7242318.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with the help of the GPS on Wei's iPhone, we got to Tesco. Stopped by there for an hour or so. Then we decided to find Jonker's Street. Took us some time to get there. Tried to take touristy shots of the Stadhuy's church but failed due to the crowd there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B9j-WyNpWkc/Tj5L551BEeI/AAAAAAAACE0/aZlcD1jkum8/s1600/P7242320.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B9j-WyNpWkc/Tj5L551BEeI/AAAAAAAACE0/aZlcD1jkum8/s640/P7242320.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LzJ2Plxbfko/Tj5MAkAHMBI/AAAAAAAACE4/MbZo7F9V2MQ/s1600/P7242321.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LzJ2Plxbfko/Tj5MAkAHMBI/AAAAAAAACE4/MbZo7F9V2MQ/s640/P7242321.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cu9hJdFkXso/Tj5MKm-jv8I/AAAAAAAACE8/dNEPCbDMz-s/s1600/P7242323.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cu9hJdFkXso/Tj5MKm-jv8I/AAAAAAAACE8/dNEPCbDMz-s/s400/P7242323.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IwukNfg1gYc/Tj5MU4G-HxI/AAAAAAAACFA/ylyYsGbgQ6g/s1600/P7242324.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IwukNfg1gYc/Tj5MU4G-HxI/AAAAAAAACFA/ylyYsGbgQ6g/s400/P7242324.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Kind of lazy to write about Malacca d. Bye. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-2119360995200301413?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/2119360995200301413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=2119360995200301413&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/2119360995200301413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/2119360995200301413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/08/malacca-for-day.html' title='Malacca for a day.'/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JzZo-kBKIrk/Tj5LexmUPAI/AAAAAAAACEo/N-HSR6716Wg/s72-c/P7242312.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-1173676849712487753</id><published>2011-07-28T09:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T09:25:42.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In the computer lab now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I am pretty much used to doing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, haven't been keeping in touch with certain people, and there are some faces that I am sick of looking at. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just remembered something funny. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In times square the other day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Me: Hello Li May, where are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Li May : Outside GSC Cinema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Me: Okay see you there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk to GSC and then search for Li May. She isn't there and then I call her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Me: Hello, I'm outside GSC and I don't see you. Where are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Li May: I am outside GSC too. Where are you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Me: Outside Starbucks and 7-Eleven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Li May: Me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Me: &lt;em&gt;*that is weird*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Me: Okay see you. I'll try to find you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I walked around that area like an idiot. Then Li May calls me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Li May: WHERE ARE YOU?!!!!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Me: WHERE ARE YOU?!?!!?!!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Me: &lt;em&gt;*I see a sign that says there is more cinema halls upstairs*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Me: Eh shit I think this place has two floors. I find you upstairs and see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go upstairs and I see the same exact thing. They have Starbucks and 7-Eleven upstairs too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha. It was a 'what the hell' moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mm, I also caught the flu bug. Everyone around me is suffering pretty much the same fate. I blame the weather. Last week, the weather was unbearably hot. And this week, it keeps raining. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention, I drove to college alone yesterday? There is a long story behind it, but I'm glad I got to college safe and alive. Maybe except the parking part where I had to ask Li May to park my car hahahah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, gotta run now. Byeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-1173676849712487753?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/1173676849712487753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=1173676849712487753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/1173676849712487753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/1173676849712487753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/07/in-computer-lab-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-2315655996640429967</id><published>2011-07-24T12:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T12:11:47.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yadda yadda.</title><content type='html'>Mm, so today is Cheer '11 and for the first time, I'm staying home. It sure feels different when you see your ex-schoolmates tweeting about how much fun they are having. I guess its time to really settle into college and enjoy it to the maximum, which I am. Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past week has been a slow paced week. Being done with our presentations and having cancelled MPW classes mm. We ate lunch everywhere. We had chicken rice, Chatime, more chicken rice, mamak, McDonalds. Om nyom nyom. I guess that pretty much explains why I gained weight. Hahaha, I should drink less Chatime and instead spend the money on my latest addiction. Shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, I went to Times Square with my cousins. This week, I went to Times Square with my collegemates! Had a really great day with them yesterday. I laughed so much and was quite hyper the whole time. Earlier in the morning, my sister is nice enough to send me to Times Square! Had brunch at Old Town Menjalara and the nasi lemak was so yummy! Then went to Tesco Kepong to get her movie tickets. Left for Times Square and met up with the bunch soon after. Walked about and bought two tops and one high waisted shorts hell yeah. Sister rang me up just to tell me she bought 5 pairs of shoes and I screamed at her on the phone to GO HOME! Hahaha. That was funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Chatime and then we walked across to Sungai Wang. We went to the 6th floor and I got even more crazy. But I didn't spend a single cent there. Sheep ask me to go back there and buy everything I want, and then not go back there anymore for few months. Then CNY go again. T_T HAHAHAHAH. Maybe I should do that next week. How to earn quick money ah? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Sungai Wang we walked back to Times Square again. Left for S7 in Sri Damansara for badminton! I barely played and was already so exhausted. After badminton, had yong tau foo with the bunch in Menjalara and I laughed so much till my stomach ache. Overall, it was a great day. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VVj3FmZsO28/TiuZ8UzZ7GI/AAAAAAAACEI/-rhqbMaGYD4/s1600/cats.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VVj3FmZsO28/TiuZ8UzZ7GI/AAAAAAAACEI/-rhqbMaGYD4/s400/cats.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--tr-NFtO8As/TiuaLkAW-zI/AAAAAAAACEM/4O9xb7HHF44/s1600/P7162312.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--tr-NFtO8As/TiuaLkAW-zI/AAAAAAAACEM/4O9xb7HHF44/s400/P7162312.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZYhXQd7YJZs/TiuaYPE0xpI/AAAAAAAACEQ/9j36ovvfQ7c/s1600/P7162318.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZYhXQd7YJZs/TiuaYPE0xpI/AAAAAAAACEQ/9j36ovvfQ7c/s400/P7162318.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-2315655996640429967?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/2315655996640429967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=2315655996640429967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/2315655996640429967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/2315655996640429967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/07/yadda-yadda.html' title='Yadda yadda.'/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VVj3FmZsO28/TiuZ8UzZ7GI/AAAAAAAACEI/-rhqbMaGYD4/s72-c/cats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-5888578866543462797</id><published>2011-07-17T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T23:51:49.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The ex-form 5 anugerah feeling.</title><content type='html'>Okay so I just downed what Bunny passed on to me like an hour ago. Expresso from Starbucks and yes, I AM AS HYPER AS EVER. Rawr, made my night for a bit. Mm, haven't been writing stories in a while. After all, who bothers to check back on my blog anyways? I bet most of my old readers must have gone, but I still have faith in some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College life is busy and, sort of slowing down now with all the coming assignments and trying to catch up on studies. Law and Econs can go die. I am so going to end up as an accountant. And, from next week onwards, I don't have class on Fridays. And I will be done with my MPW subjects! No Moral and Malaysian studies for the rest of my life, hell yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, went out with my two lovelies, Jia Wei and Shenning, yesterday. Actually, I was supposed to go with only Shenning to Times Square to shop, but at the last minute, Jia Wei showed up at the KTM with us. Had to wait like forever for the train. We didn't take notice of what the ticket seller said about the train stopping at the Bank Negara station due to the closure of the KL station. When the train reached the Bank Negara station, it stopped and we all had to get down. There was police and all and it scared me for a bit. I thought it had something to do with the Bersih rally happening again or something. We took the bus to the KL Sentral station. Anyways, Jia Wei damn jakun, never sat train alone before or something. He kept complaining about walking. Haha, it was funny. We took 3 hours to get to Times Square! Crazy shit. Had lunch at Gasoline because the service at Old Town sucks. No one layan us! Babi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, had an ok ok lunch and it was funny catching up with the&amp;nbsp;cousins. About school. About college. Gossiping. And also getting to look at people stare at Jia Wei being leng chai! HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qdG-GRZUoso/TiL2YHz3DdI/AAAAAAAACD0/4c9HPMOyxGU/s1600/IMG.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qdG-GRZUoso/TiL2YHz3DdI/AAAAAAAACD0/4c9HPMOyxGU/s640/IMG.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyone notice the creepy part of this polaroid?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;My dim sums. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that walked around times square and we shopped! Super happy with my shopping, although I just bought two stuff. I can't find the perfect Topshop inspired top I want! :( Bleh, and I saw that Mulberry-inspired bag I wanted, with the perfect quality for only 40 bucks! Was resisting to get more stuff. Anyways, after that, we walked over to Sungai Wang and we had a spot the lalas contest. Seriously, some of them look pretty but the cake on the face makes them look ugly. Wanted to buy lens but then the shop we went to ran out of grey lens. Boohoo. I want to have pretty eyes. After that, window shopped some more. Seriously, why do lalas pick such horrible clothes when the shops do sell cheap nice stuff?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that our legs ache like crap and I think I curse like mad. And I asked Ah Di to diam 7. D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent half an hour trying to find where snowflakes is. In the end, we went back to Times Square and chose to drink Chatime instead. Hahaha, I think I'm going to die young. Every week I keep drinking Chatime! My favourite is the Classic Hazelnut Latte! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-besv3cn-iLo/TiL48BtETfI/AAAAAAAACD4/9aUXD5NVDt0/s1600/P7162317.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-besv3cn-iLo/TiL48BtETfI/AAAAAAAACD4/9aUXD5NVDt0/s400/P7162317.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Caramel Milk Tea, Strawberry Pudding Au Liat, Hazelnut Latte&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we left for home! And then at the KL Sentral station, we met Shenning's friend, Wing Jett. He is so tall like a giraffe! Taller than me and he is form 3! And apparently he knows SSB people. Heh. It was fun talking to him. And when we took the bus to the Bank Negara station, then we waited there for 40 whole minutes. So blardy hot. And when the train came, some people just don't know how to wait. They keep pushing and pushing! Reached home around 8 plus and had popiah for dinner! Was a happy girl at night! :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, which is today, went for my high school's hari anugerah. This year feels pretty different as an ex-student and I understand why ex students do not have as much fun now. Hmm, not everyone in the gang went. Sat with Wesley, Steven, Andy, Adam, Raihan, Chin Xing, Wen Tze, Phatcha, Kar Men, Aini and Chi Shun. The musical was good though.. I think they did a good job this year. It was good seeing everyone again and one thing I realized, or rather, it woke me up that school goes on without us. Like, new people, people forget about you, stuff like that. We felt so sesat there today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UZZGHsluAIs/TiMBB8rD37I/AAAAAAAACD8/AxnqVFi5VZc/s1600/Snapshot_20110714.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UZZGHsluAIs/TiMBB8rD37I/AAAAAAAACD8/AxnqVFi5VZc/s400/Snapshot_20110714.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Syok sendiri with my dress borrowed from Li May&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CcyvS7_YLqs/TiMBbLASFpI/AAAAAAAACEA/l4AJtz-N7P8/s1600/nich.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CcyvS7_YLqs/TiMBbLASFpI/AAAAAAAACEA/l4AJtz-N7P8/s640/nich.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;With the fat elephant, Nich. :)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y4mneFWctiE/TiMBsU0KFWI/AAAAAAAACEE/g0b6mkcwN4E/s1600/P7172310.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y4mneFWctiE/TiMBsU0KFWI/AAAAAAAACEE/g0b6mkcwN4E/s400/P7172310.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;With Lester who I have not have a good convo with for a long time&amp;nbsp;:(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/269809_10150242799034290_639174289_7630377_5406527_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/269809_10150242799034290_639174289_7630377_5406527_n.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hahaha. With the cert and photo frame. :')&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/284801_248750131808203_100000196536536_1201418_1893159_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/284801_248750131808203_100000196536536_1201418_1893159_n.jpg" width="424" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shark boy Chin-ah&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, went home and then talked to a retard awhile, then I slept for an hour, then woke up and headed to Sungai Way for dinner. Super duper yummy! Had te ka cho, the tofu with salted vege and char siew omg om nom nom so satisfying! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, thats all bye.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-5888578866543462797?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/5888578866543462797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=5888578866543462797&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/5888578866543462797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/5888578866543462797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/07/ex-form-5-anugerah-feeling.html' title='The ex-form 5 anugerah feeling.'/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qdG-GRZUoso/TiL2YHz3DdI/AAAAAAAACD0/4c9HPMOyxGU/s72-c/IMG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-1024875908208875861</id><published>2011-07-10T13:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T13:56:35.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1 -Ten things you wanna say to ten different people.</title><content type='html'>1. Hello there. I am glad you are a part of my life. For the past few years, you make my nights and sometimes my days. You still do, but not as much any more. Staying up and just talking about pointless stuff, laughing our asses off and at least, making me smile like a retard at the computer. Days without you seem so dull. I know I can count on you, no matter how I act, or what I do, you won't judge me, instead you push me to go on and I know that I'll be okay whenever you are there. And I love you for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. All I want is to watch the people around me to stay happy. But I never ever thought about myself. Why is it so hard to be happy? Why is it so hard to make YOU happy? To you, I'm never enough. May I ask, what is your definition of enough? I try and try, and each time it seems to slip further and further away from enough..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I wish I could just shove the oxford dictionary in your face. Everything you do disgusts me, not just me but the whole class. I am not stupid, and I will prove to you that. I'm sure the whole class will too. What you said really hurt my ego, though it may be a small matter to everyone. I really felt so useless on that very day because I was reminded that I am stupid, and forever will be stupid no matter how much I try. I realized, I am so tiring of pleasing everyone. My friends, my family, and everyone else. Why must I live how people want me to be? I am sick and tired, and I cannot let things be that way anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Sleepover jom? We haven't done that in a while. Making silly videos or just pigging out on junkfood. Mm, or baking cupcakes. We've grown apart, both of us being busy living our own lives and having our own friends. College, high school. I miss taking silly pictures, Delicious dates and weekends at OU together. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I want to protect you from what you have been through, but it seems that someone else have taken over the job. I still want you to know, you can come to me any time although you have him now. You were someone I despised when I was a kid, and it turned out to be otherwise when we grew up. I sort of miss the old you. The new you seems so unfamiliar to me. What changed you? School? Or is it just growing up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. We have grown apart and each of us have set our own ways to become more successful individuals. I wish I could still see everyone that often. Mamak on Friday afternoons, or just lepaking at school. I don't bother to text, or call.. And I wonder what a great friend I am. -_- I can never imagine the last two years of my high school life without you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. You always seem like the one under the spotlight. I always wanted to have a feel of it, and when I do, it doesn't feel that great after all. But why does it look so good and easy on you? You don't even have to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I am grateful to have you in my life. You have taught me how to be a more positive person and to ignore what people think about me. I know you will be one of those that will remain walking with me in my life at the same time I am afraid. Afraid to lose you. Like what my sister said, the ones that are necessary in life, you might not find them so fast. But you will know when the person is always there for you during your happiest times, and also your ugliest times. You have been there for both, although only I have only met you for a short period of time. You are one of the stars in my sky, but I am not sure if I am the same in yours. But I will be that star, whether you need me or not. (although I give the stupidest advice and suck at calming people down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Thank you for being there at one of my weakest points in life. You do put some sense into me and have always taken care of me. You taught me the meaning of valuable friends. You taught me how to see things in a proper perspective, and told me it was time to grow the fuck up. With this, I am not going to let people push me around so easily anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I am sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-1024875908208875861?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/1024875908208875861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=1024875908208875861&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/1024875908208875861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/1024875908208875861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-1-ten-things-you-wanna-say-to-ten.html' title='Day 1 -Ten things you wanna say to ten different people.'/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-6551627426658130010</id><published>2011-07-10T12:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T12:41:18.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm, took it from Jan's blog and I'm pretty much inspired to write about it after reading her posts. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 -Ten things you wanna say to ten different people.&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 - Nine things about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Day 3 - Eight ways to win your heart.&lt;br /&gt;Day 4 - Seven things that cross your mind a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Day 5 - Six things you wish you'd never done.&lt;br /&gt;Day 6 - Five people who mean a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Day 7 - Four turn offs.&lt;br /&gt;Day 8 - Three turn ons.&lt;br /&gt;Day 9 - Two smiley that describe your life right now.&lt;br /&gt;Day 10 -One confession.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-6551627426658130010?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/6551627426658130010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=6551627426658130010&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/6551627426658130010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/6551627426658130010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/07/hmm-took-it-from-jans-blog-and-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-3134809116002869173</id><published>2011-07-07T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T23:53:08.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>很久没有写华语字。不懂对不对的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这几天觉得很不开心。&lt;br /&gt;别人说我看到好像天天都很开心。&lt;br /&gt;可是，我真的很不开心。很难过。&lt;br /&gt;我不知道为什么我会觉得这样...&lt;br /&gt;我好累，真的很累！&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-3134809116002869173?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/3134809116002869173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=3134809116002869173&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/3134809116002869173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/3134809116002869173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-404075441988257920</id><published>2011-07-02T21:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T21:52:09.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Having chipped tooth because of chewing on a shim mui kat, not worth it. :(&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Omg la. No wonder my tooth feels funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-404075441988257920?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/404075441988257920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=404075441988257920&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/404075441988257920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/404075441988257920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/07/having-chipped-tooth-because-of-chewing.html' title=''/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-3755801809922993847</id><published>2011-06-29T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T16:42:42.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life as for now blah</title><content type='html'>Hello! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has been pretty hectic recently. That is what I'm going to say for the next twenty posts or so. Apparently we have a two week holiday in August or so after our MPW exams and I can't fucking wait! In August, before the Hari Raya holidays, my family and I are off to Sabah. But I hope exams/tests don't fall on the same day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm struggling to cope with Foundation in Business. Now it's exam season and tomorrow I have Economics, my 'favourite' subject. Great, just great. Oh, being me, I managed to piss my lecturer off, but what he said seriously pissed me off, and I am still not happy over it. I will ace Economics and show that I can do it, not like what he said. Eventhough I'm stupid, it doesn't mean that I will be forever stupid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm, eventhough I'm busy, still found the time to hang out with my high school mates at Chi Shun's not so surprised party. Managed to catch up with the gang... For the first time, all seven of us could make it. Mmm, talked about college and all that jazz. Caught up with the school gossip and there are still plenty to share! But it seems like we have not enough time boohoo. Hope to see them more often... By more often I mean like every week or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" aria-busy="false" aria-describedby="fbPhotoTheaterCaption" class="spotlight" height="300px" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/268918_10150218065473175_672378174_7227971_1092779_n.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Andrea and I&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" aria-busy="true" aria-describedby="fbPhotoTheaterCaption" class="spotlight" height="300px" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/269724_10150218067358175_672378174_7228036_1470444_n.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kena caked!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" aria-busy="true" aria-describedby="fbPhotoTheaterCaption" class="spotlight" height="300px" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/268607_10150218067628175_672378174_7228042_2570551_n.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Birthday boy&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" aria-busy="true" aria-describedby="fbPhotoTheaterCaption" class="spotlight" height="300px" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/269758_10150218068038175_672378174_7228055_1489852_n.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Gang + Andrea, Ashraf, Wei Hon, Dhinesh, Wen Tze&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" aria-busy="true" aria-describedby="fbPhotoTheaterCaption" class="spotlight" height="300px" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/269432_10150218065433175_672378174_7227970_1491755_n.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chi Shun and Aini :)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿Mm, once again happy birthday Chi Shun! You're now legal! Can drink d!&amp;nbsp;Good luck&amp;nbsp;in everything you do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, and several of us, being jakun, realized that we were now 18 which means..... Can drink alcoholic drink. I asked the waiter for some recommendation and he recommended me some tropical drink. Had a few sips when it first came and it pretty much tasted like nothing.. After that I did feel a little light headed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, what I remember was, on that day, I ate A LOT. In the morning, had a mug of Milo. Then I studied at Starbucks for 2 hours or so. Ordered a mocha frap and it was extra chocalatey! I liiiike! Then we had Bubba Gump for lunch. To me, paying that amount of money with food with an average portion and not so nice taste, not so worth it. Mm, after that, had Chi Shun's birthday cupcakes from Cupcake Chic. Asked Ahmad to drop me off at BSD Mcd and had fun in the car with Andrea and Illi. We should do that more often! Hehes. Thank you Ahmad for dropping me there. :P Then I had bah kut teh for dinner. I am so gaining weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to meet up with Ah Di and Chin-ah around two weeks back. Sort of an impromptu outing but I'm glad I did went out with you two. Got to catch up with my cousin, school drama and release stress. Sang what felt like the most expensive karaoke EVER. Actually we wanted to watch Green Lantern or Insidious, but it was so full on a Sunday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" aria-busy="false" aria-describedby="fbPhotoTheaterCaption" class="spotlight" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/269810_10150299612956663_701331662_9274180_4905710_n.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chin-ah and me!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;College, hmm. College has been okay. I admit, I haven't been talking much lately and been only concentrating on studies, but I really need that high CGPA. Who knows, although&amp;nbsp;this exam&amp;nbsp;is just 10%&amp;nbsp; it will make a huge difference in the end? I kind of miss Kepong yumchas. :( And we went to play badminton like twice or so and it is great exercise. I never knew that I was that unfit! And I've never ate at a Chinese restaurant with friends before, ching chong ling long. It was fun! :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure there is more to come.... Soon. :)&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;strong&gt;Maybe I'm a little different from the rest.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-3755801809922993847?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/3755801809922993847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=3755801809922993847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/3755801809922993847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/3755801809922993847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/06/life-as-for-now-blah.html' title='Life as for now blah'/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-1138345216825798358</id><published>2011-06-18T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T15:57:26.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so tired.... I know everyone else is too, at least they know where they are heading to in the future. Is this what I really want? Is this what I really want to do for the next 20 years? I'm trying to keep up but everything keeps slipping away. I'm &lt;b&gt;pathetic&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I can't keep living like this anymore.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-1138345216825798358?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/1138345216825798358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=1138345216825798358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/1138345216825798358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/1138345216825798358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-am-so-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-7769370526169977584</id><published>2011-06-13T09:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T09:26:56.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heh, currently in computing studies class. Haven't blogged in a while but I've been opening and closing the 'new entry' page for a few times already. It's like I have so many things to say, but I don't know how to put it in words. &lt;br /&gt;Will tell you guys more about everything soon after I've drowned enough in my presentations and assignments. And I'm sorry for fong fei kei-ing so much. :'(&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/2187425402725889164-7769370526169977584?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/7769370526169977584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=7769370526169977584&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/7769370526169977584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/7769370526169977584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/06/heh-currently-in-computing-studies.html' title=''/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-1195524023334687717</id><published>2011-06-06T02:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T02:49:10.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm sorry if I've been pushing everyone away. My tolerance level for idiots right now is 0.001%. I need to get my priorities right. Might sound a little nuts, but I'm sure its worth it in the end. :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need time, but time don't need me! I don't have time for so many things but I'm struggling to try to keep up with everything.&amp;nbsp;Give me 3 weeks, then I can at least breathe with ease. 我可以的.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust no one but myself? But I'm&lt;i&gt; tired &lt;/i&gt;of carrying all this burden of keeping everything to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then i ask myself, is it too late to regret now? &lt;i&gt;i think so.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-1195524023334687717?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/1195524023334687717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=1195524023334687717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/1195524023334687717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/1195524023334687717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/06/im-sorry-if-ive-been-pushing-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-1161547234060450950</id><published>2011-06-03T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T15:00:57.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Hold on, if you feel like letting go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-1161547234060450950?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/1161547234060450950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=1161547234060450950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/1161547234060450950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/1161547234060450950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/06/hold-on-if-you-feel-like-letting-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-5714653979237195691</id><published>2011-05-30T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T22:05:38.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turning eighteen.</title><content type='html'>What do you do when you turn another year older? Do you look back and think about who you've been for the past year? Or do you move on and look forward to the new year and hope it is a better one? I think it's a little bit of both for me. I'm pretty glad I do keep a blog, because I was bored today and I decided to read my blog entries a few years back when I was writing with Xanga or Blogdrive. The way I type, the way I dress, and the way I see things is from a new perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last Friday night was a difficult one. I had to decide on two outings. Well, one thing is because I didn't want to get scolded by my mom, but I sorta did get scolded anyways. In the end, couldn't make it for both outings. Hmm, but nevermind. There is always another one right? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cried over certain stuffs, and I guess I gotta change my view about myself and about other people. Got to learn to be more confident in my speech. I'm tired of trying..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday always falls on school holidays. And I thought this year I could like celebrate it in college. Manatau it falls on a Sunday. Nevertheless, I had an awesome weekend. Got to see the people I love, no matter for just 5 minutes or what. :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry though that I can't balance my time for everyone. I love each and everyone of my friends, no matter, college friends, random friends, or high school friends equally. Didn't get to see some of you guys that meant the world to me, but its okay... :/ And sorry to Bunny, I know I bailed out on the birthday dinner thing-a-ma-jig. Sorry. :'( But I did have fun yesterday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-35oUA-UmeTM/TeOV2tERW7I/AAAAAAAACC4/v3-QivN9N3g/s1600/250234_10150196881282976_606922975_6844788_2001901_n-pola.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-35oUA-UmeTM/TeOV2tERW7I/AAAAAAAACC4/v3-QivN9N3g/s400/250234_10150196881282976_606922975_6844788_2001901_n-pola.jpg" width="328" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Me and my collegemates at Shih Lin last week or so. This picture cut Melvin out. Heh. I think we go TCM just to have this on a weekly basis? It's getting kinda sickening but it is that addictive. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with the high school mates on Saturday. I guess not everyone can make it.. It always happens but I'll just be happy with who's there.. :) Went to OU at 11 ish with mommy giving me birthday money to spend. Met up with Aini and Chi Shun at Paddington House of Pancakes and caught up with each other. It was good being able to tell my stories and catch up with the high school gossip. (yes altho we're out from high school) Hahaha! Then we went off to Machines and we met 'Sam gang' without Kok Sam! Picked May Yen up at Machines, then went to have lunch at Chilis. I love my friends. Caught up, talked and laughed. It felt so good after not seeing them in awhile. At the same time, kind of sad for those who couldn't make it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DO_58rWxfUw/TeOV4qYCDwI/AAAAAAAACC8/P-1ogC-tjxg/s1600/249566_10150280120227265_595562264_8902745_172876_n-pola.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DO_58rWxfUw/TeOV4qYCDwI/AAAAAAAACC8/P-1ogC-tjxg/s400/249566_10150280120227265_595562264_8902745_172876_n-pola.jpg" width="328" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wen Tze and I :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5XkCSVZZ5R4/TeOV63mPjbI/AAAAAAAACDA/3mIFLeTYKjE/s1600/252254_10150193242788175_672378174_7002201_1458774_n-pola.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5XkCSVZZ5R4/TeOV63mPjbI/AAAAAAAACDA/3mIFLeTYKjE/s400/252254_10150193242788175_672378174_7002201_1458774_n-pola.jpg" width="328" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Happy birthday May Yen, may you have a better year ahead. Love you loads for the many stayovers we've had, swimming, or just talking and worrying over stupid matters together. You can now drive a car! After a year of waiting, and just so you know. I only get to drive a year after my birthday.. So it's kind of the same thing. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W2qphJFjq8M/TeOV9I02lnI/AAAAAAAACDE/DAFWjqS0tK0/s1600/251508_10150280121187265_595562264_8902764_674552_n-pola.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W2qphJFjq8M/TeOV9I02lnI/AAAAAAAACDE/DAFWjqS0tK0/s400/251508_10150280121187265_595562264_8902764_674552_n-pola.jpg" width="328" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We watched Kung Fu Panda at 3pm. Then saw Po outside GSC. Me, being me, got excited. :) Hehe, took picture with Po! And guess what, during the movie we sat at the front row, but nvm, it was worth the money. Oh, got to play pool too! And I guess I will improve over time.. And I do feel like playing pool now. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CHECWwWGDwA/TeOV_Izv9RI/AAAAAAAACDI/oXfU9RmwPyc/s1600/255478_10150280120562265_595562264_8902753_222935_n-pola.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CHECWwWGDwA/TeOV_Izv9RI/AAAAAAAACDI/oXfU9RmwPyc/s400/255478_10150280120562265_595562264_8902753_222935_n-pola.jpg" width="328" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, played more pool. Scared the shit out of Lester when I saw him.. Screamed into his ear from the back. He was actually checking out a hot white girl when I screamed into his ear HAHAHA. :') That was funny. Got to see Melvin, Jia Yin and Yu Wei too. :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, went to Desa Park around 4 to 5 ish. Hanged out with the bunch.. Had shaved ice at 32f and everyone was kinda tired after Broga Hills. Went on a walk with Melvin while Yu Wei sent Yi Wei back to his house. After that, just sat on the grass and watched the kids play at the playground. It felt kind of good. :') Oh ohh, saw Chin-ah too. He grew taller! :') And what just popped in my head, Chocoman is now 1 years old too! Hahaha, k lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ct02etCpolE/TeOWBTrHd9I/AAAAAAAACDM/JaITlGqDWjg/s1600/DSC05718-pola.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ct02etCpolE/TeOWBTrHd9I/AAAAAAAACDM/JaITlGqDWjg/s400/DSC05718-pola.jpg" width="328" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lucky kid with a remote control mini cooper! :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Left DPC and went for dinner at Damansara Uptown. Had Hokkien mee which was sort of famous but it was only okay to me. I like Kepong Hokkien mee better. :) Hahaha! Went to Yu Wei's place to hang for a bit. Then went back to Desa Park to pick Wei Sheng up. Went to yumcha at Spicy and I saw Hong Hong there. I have to admit, my ex-neighbour is quite cute! He looks like Luke + Nicholas Wong. Hahaha! Talked and laughed. Met a new friend too. Got home by 12 ish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Overall it was a good day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dQAp1MYEIks/TeOWDxOC9hI/AAAAAAAACDQ/fhoC0WxKbj8/s1600/DSC05722-pola.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dQAp1MYEIks/TeOWDxOC9hI/AAAAAAAACDQ/fhoC0WxKbj8/s400/DSC05722-pola.jpg" width="328" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Lying down at KDU Tlc and just listening to music. Oh, I think music really describes one's feelings so well.. My music taste is pretty much mainstream these days. Or club hits. But when I want to sleep at night, I listen to the good old quite unknown songs. The best feeling in the world. No one can understand how much I love my songs so much. :') Touching jap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3eUX33Qxmfk/TeOV0D7m6JI/AAAAAAAACC0/T4rOUX7tZhA/s1600/247959_10150199503828250_531903249_7320325_5230772_n-pola.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3eUX33Qxmfk/TeOV0D7m6JI/AAAAAAAACC0/T4rOUX7tZhA/s400/247959_10150199503828250_531903249_7320325_5230772_n-pola.jpg" width="328" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and the bunch who made it to Broga. :) Seems like they had a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I worry so much about things that are insignificant? In other people's eyes, am I even that significant to them? I don't know but I wish to find out. And here's the thing, when I say things, I mean it from the bottom of my heart, even if it is the cheesiest lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;可以唱多一次给我听吗? I like it when you sing. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But it seems like we're falling apart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/2187425402725889164-5714653979237195691?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/5714653979237195691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=5714653979237195691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/5714653979237195691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/5714653979237195691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/05/turning-eighteen.html' title='Turning eighteen.'/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-35oUA-UmeTM/TeOV2tERW7I/AAAAAAAACC4/v3-QivN9N3g/s72-c/250234_10150196881282976_606922975_6844788_2001901_n-pola.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-8153697922103012945</id><published>2011-05-30T09:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T09:58:50.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Its the weekends again. :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last week has been pretty much a struggling one. Anyways, I'm proud to say that I'm no longer left behind in Econs! (: Happy happy girl! Actually put in effort to catch up and copy notes. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-errKls30WtE/Tdhns0IHV4I/AAAAAAAACB4/NsPySFtQ-W0/s1600/249557_10150191887113250_531903249_7247087_3027869_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="198" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-errKls30WtE/Tdhns0IHV4I/AAAAAAAACB4/NsPySFtQ-W0/s400/249557_10150191887113250_531903249_7247087_3027869_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Click to enlarge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the left on top there is Melvin, Yu Wei, Wei Sheng, Qun Yao, Kar Wai. At the bottom row, there is a very bengkak eyed me, Janelle, Jia Yin, Yi Wei and Li May. We are a group of 10. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Wednesday was Qun Yao's birthday. Actually planned on what seemed like a super jadi surprise. But that didn't happen. Hahaha, we surprised him with a cake at Wong Kok and we drank the birthday milk tea thing a ma jig. Little did we know, everyone felt like shit afterwards. Hahahah. When we went back to college, most of us felt sick. But nvm, it is a memorable experience. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tr7-4YPv4-Q/Tdht_sqIg4I/AAAAAAAACB8/k1M9HDT7o9E/s1600/IMG.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tr7-4YPv4-Q/Tdht_sqIg4I/AAAAAAAACB8/k1M9HDT7o9E/s400/IMG.jpg" width="246" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VjzuhuSNx0A/TdhukFtYJwI/AAAAAAAACCA/_9MB9HRNG1s/s1600/IMG_0001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VjzuhuSNx0A/TdhukFtYJwI/AAAAAAAACCA/_9MB9HRNG1s/s400/IMG_0001.jpg" width="247" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken on Wednesday. On the left, the photo is taken with Kar Wai. When I saw this picture, it reminded me of Kim Bum. He does look like Kim Bum here right? But in real he looks different. He is from Ipoh and he is ticklish. :D&amp;nbsp;On the right, the photo is taken with Melvin. He is a super deep guy and is nice to talk to! He is willing to do silly things to make people happy. Want his number? I'll give it to you. Hahaha! I know you read this Melvin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planning to take individual photos with everyone else. Stay tuned okay? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, scanned several sticker pictures. And oh boy, &amp;nbsp;I wasted so much money on them last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gBWDCeejoFA/Tdhv5uoUNcI/AAAAAAAACCE/vNvq--2qcow/s1600/IMG.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="149" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gBWDCeejoFA/Tdhv5uoUNcI/AAAAAAAACCE/vNvq--2qcow/s400/IMG.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_wdno39ICTU/Tdhv6-UnQMI/AAAAAAAACCI/fcI45b_BcvM/s1600/IMG_0001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_wdno39ICTU/Tdhv6-UnQMI/AAAAAAAACCI/fcI45b_BcvM/s640/IMG_0001.jpg" width="142" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xG0SnTGQfDk/Tdhv8SokoOI/AAAAAAAACCM/ab9sdYKxLbM/s1600/IMG.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="148" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xG0SnTGQfDk/Tdhv8SokoOI/AAAAAAAACCM/ab9sdYKxLbM/s400/IMG.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sort of a pointless blog entry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-2189175603695316813?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/2189175603695316813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=2189175603695316813&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/2189175603695316813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/2189175603695316813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/05/photos.html' title='Photos.'/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-errKls30WtE/Tdhns0IHV4I/AAAAAAAACB4/NsPySFtQ-W0/s72-c/249557_10150191887113250_531903249_7247087_3027869_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-8092089207050758799</id><published>2011-05-15T19:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T19:40:45.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>May people are awesome :)</title><content type='html'>Hello! :) A lot has happened last few days. Like I said, been enjoying my college life! But I do look back a lot on my high school life as well.. Feel like I never spent my high school life that well. I mean, I do miss it but I should've know more people! K enough of emo-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, my dad has been teaching me how to drive.. And apparently out of the 3 of his children, I am the stupidest driver. :( I HATE PARKING. Can't we just like park anywhere? Hahaha k. I drove back from college once and it was scary.. I drove my family to lunch today and they are terrified of my reverse skills. I suck. Hahaha but no worries, I will improve. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think its true your taste will change when you grow older.. I &lt;b&gt;think &lt;/b&gt;I'm beginning to like mango, and Jay Chou. Why is this happening? :(( Boooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/228485_10150184409892976_606922975_6736416_5545202_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/228485_10150184409892976_606922975_6736416_5545202_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/229260_10150184409487976_606922975_6736406_5519786_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/229260_10150184409487976_606922975_6736406_5519786_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and yes, I got a horrible haircut. I guess the hairdresser was having a bad day.. But what I knew was she was in a rush. I asked her to trim my hair!! And her two inch trim is super long. :( This is us releasing our stress level with cheap karaoke! Really needed that! Always tak jadi one. With the long breaks in between, I can't wait to explore more parts of PJ. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm. Recently been super emo about stuffs. I think I should try my best to be happy. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a lot of people I need to do some catching up with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, won't be posting any time soon. Too busy having fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here goes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/227009_10150254009191808_578206807_9072395_6506708_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/227009_10150254009191808_578206807_9072395_6506708_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Happy birthday Li May!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;14th May.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you someday come across this, happy 18th birthday! The world is so small! Without you, our group is so quiet! Hope you had one and partied hard. I know I haven't been talking to you a lot but I will try! :') Love you! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EpNTpemaekI/TYcFVLs1H2I/AAAAAAAACBA/odmDaMNz3eg/s1600/IMG_6777.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EpNTpemaekI/TYcFVLs1H2I/AAAAAAAACBA/odmDaMNz3eg/s400/IMG_6777.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Happy birthday Yong!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;16th May.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Heh, doubt you will read this too but happy 19th birthday cahzen! Cousin who has been through it all with me! My 'hero' whenever uncle flung me up in the sky. My pre school playmate. Now you're all grown up. :'))&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-8092089207050758799?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/8092089207050758799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=8092089207050758799&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/8092089207050758799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/8092089207050758799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/05/may-people-are-awesome.html' title='May people are awesome :)'/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EpNTpemaekI/TYcFVLs1H2I/AAAAAAAACBA/odmDaMNz3eg/s72-c/IMG_6777.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-4830618259824186302</id><published>2011-05-12T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T04:22:47.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M82WOTxkHvs/SzHvjIiGDjI/AAAAAAAABWs/v8y0Waow4Ic/s1600/boink.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M82WOTxkHvs/SzHvjIiGDjI/AAAAAAAABWs/v8y0Waow4Ic/s400/boink.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm now struggling to cope with college. I mean, yeah, going out with my new friends is fun and all but the assignments are killing me. Assignments after assignment, deadline after deadline. And the worst part is? I don't get a shit about economics. And then again, am I really going to do finance and accounting next time? I don't wanna waste money. I am going to pull through this shit, stop skipping classes and actually put effort. Even though it means, putting away sleep time. I MUST DO IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, god, give me the strength to go through all this :'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-4830618259824186302?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/4830618259824186302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=4830618259824186302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/4830618259824186302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/4830618259824186302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/05/broken.html' title='Broken.'/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M82WOTxkHvs/SzHvjIiGDjI/AAAAAAAABWs/v8y0Waow4Ic/s72-c/boink.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-3330292736058009744</id><published>2011-05-09T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T01:48:39.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ma</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/72784_457878867513_513587513_5676256_935934_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/72784_457878867513_513587513_5676256_935934_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing everyone posting on Facebook and Twitter about how awesome their mother's day is makes me sad. For my family, we never really celebrated mother's day before. Buying a cake or flowers is 'a waste of money'. But who knows, maybe inside mommy's heart she is happy. To be honest, I never ever said before I love you or made a card for my mom. I find it hard to say a simple I love you to my parents. Maybe it's because we never ever did practice any of those. No goodbye kisses or anything like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I do know is mommy does care for us. She cries whenever any of us goes anywhere for studies. She calls and calls whenever we are not picking up our phone, she panics when she finds out I never follow the van home. She nags and nags for our own good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I find it hard to live up to her expectations, and I'm trying my best.. To do well in my studies. But what about my social life? Maybe its my fault that I never help that much in the housework, but has she seen me when I'm sweeping the floor upstairs? I want to taste more of what freedom has to offer me, but at the same time I'm being held back by this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh. Patience, but I wish we could open up to ma way easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy mother's day ma, we love you loads. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-3330292736058009744?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/3330292736058009744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=3330292736058009744&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/3330292736058009744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/3330292736058009744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/05/ma.html' title='Ma'/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-8487243026591731469</id><published>2011-05-07T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T11:28:23.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelings show.</title><content type='html'>My sister once said it took time to find friends who would be there for you for the rest of the life. Who would go through your ups and downs with you, listen to your every truthful story and not judge what you have done but instead tell you what to do. I think I've found a few more now, and they are the best. :') Well, I feel that I can actually open up to them.. :/ Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been super busy with college and I'm really looking forward to the holidays. Yesterday I had my first driving test, AND I PASSED! Best feeling in the world. Better than getting straight As in a public exam. Now I can drive anywhere with a little bit of training! But the amount of outings I owe people is uncountable. :') The first bunch of people I wanna drive around is my high school friends because I really do miss them that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/230937_10150178868518396_754858395_6744197_7246040_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/230937_10150178868518396_754858395_6744197_7246040_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/224013_10150178868648396_754858395_6744201_1304258_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/224013_10150178868648396_754858395_6744201_1304258_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/224750_10150178867698396_754858395_6744179_7619174_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/224750_10150178867698396_754858395_6744179_7619174_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/225838_10150178867138396_754858395_6744167_2708883_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/225838_10150178867138396_754858395_6744167_2708883_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yu Wei's laptop is the best. :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to share my stories, but I don't know how to anymore.. Will update when I have more to tell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-8487243026591731469?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/8487243026591731469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=8487243026591731469&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/8487243026591731469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/8487243026591731469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/05/feelings-show.html' title='Feelings show.'/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-5198655331285112971</id><published>2011-05-05T18:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T18:14:00.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>but.. what if you don't feel the same way about me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-5198655331285112971?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/5198655331285112971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=5198655331285112971&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/5198655331285112971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/5198655331285112971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/05/but.html' title=''/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-8972000247255863705</id><published>2011-05-02T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T14:44:26.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who I Am</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Been raping the replay button on these songs lately:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For The First Time - The Script&lt;br /&gt;Intuition - CN BLUE&lt;br /&gt;LOVE GIRL - CN BLUE&lt;br /&gt;Kiss Goodbye - Lee Hom&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Liar - Big Bang&lt;br /&gt;If I Could See You Again - Yiruma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-8972000247255863705?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/8972000247255863705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=8972000247255863705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/8972000247255863705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/8972000247255863705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/05/who-i-am.html' title='Who I Am'/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-4501263292865741367</id><published>2011-04-27T08:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T08:58:37.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky..</title><content type='html'>Today is one of those days I feel really lucky to be well alive and well fed although there are some complications in life. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday while being stuck in a jam on the way home..&lt;br /&gt;As you all know it has been raining for the past few days and the lightning is super scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this frail old man driving a &lt;em&gt;lau kap chia&lt;/em&gt;! (lousy old car) And his back window was open.. Not because he was nuts, it was because his window is not working.. While being stuck in the jam, he was holding a raggedy cloth and wiping the water off his car. Imagine&amp;nbsp;what he has to do when he gets home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So maybe having a not so nice car that has proper functioning things is not as bad as him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all so lucky.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-4501263292865741367?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/4501263292865741367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=4501263292865741367&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/4501263292865741367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/4501263292865741367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/04/lucky.html' title='Lucky..'/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-1476295172282014803</id><published>2011-04-24T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T21:55:50.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life lately.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/224428_10150166327837182_667162181_6943986_2562712_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/224428_10150166327837182_667162181_6943986_2562712_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yi Wei, Janelle and Me :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hello! Missed me? :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;College is becoming more and more hectic each day! Not sure if I have written about this. But yes I am this forgetful now. Don't worry, I haven't forgotten about my high school friends yet and I am damn eager to see them again. I miss them so badly la! :(( Gotta pass my shitty license retest then I'll never have to drive a manual car again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Went to snowflakes twice in a week! First time was on Tuesday with 4 other girls and 2 boys. :) They're the best. Went to Curve after snowflake and wanted to watch a movie. Yi Wei wanted to watch Scream 4 but I didn't want to. In the end, we didn't watch any movie because Melvin read the wrong timing! So we walked around, the rest played pool and after that we played foosball. After that, ate ice cream! Was having a really bad day the day before and my day was made. :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/207031_10150166348412182_667162181_6944120_4382523_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/207031_10150166348412182_667162181_6944120_4382523_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Snowflake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/215865_10150166349987182_667162181_6944125_3011460_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/215865_10150166349987182_667162181_6944125_3011460_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The girls, and Qun Yao. Melvin is missing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2nd time of snowflakes, Reeves did an illegal turn and parked near snowflakes.. He forgot to pay for the parking and when we got back we saw a nice ticket that read RM100. :( And today he nearly died when he was coming to Desa Park for yum cha. :P In the end he didn't come..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today, woke up at 8. Went to Desa Park to watch people copy my Accounts homework. Then copied Econs notes. Gossiped and then Wei Sheng left us for futsal.. And then me, Jia Yin and Qun Yao left to find lunch! Or rather yum cha! Hahaha. Went to Kepong Baru and eat red bean ice. Yaaaaaaaaaaay! :)) Gossiped more and talked more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It made my Sunday. :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K. Byeeee. Gonna go sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You look like Juan. :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-1476295172282014803?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/1476295172282014803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=1476295172282014803&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/1476295172282014803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/1476295172282014803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/04/life-lately.html' title='Life lately.'/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-6079503289892598529</id><published>2011-04-23T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T23:13:58.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today mommy reminded me of some incident 5 years back. Since that very incident, I have learnt to be more careful with my words and actions. But when someone is angry, he or she will just find ANY way to release their anger. For me it is writing. Writing out my frustration and hate because I rather not tell anyone how much I hate something. Because I know that they will judge me and not understand the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess patience is very important? I'm going to keep my friends close, and keep my enemies closer. Nothing's gonna bring me down. Show off that you are smart, but the quiet ones are smarter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being in college is indeed an eye opener.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah. Patience..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-6079503289892598529?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/6079503289892598529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=6079503289892598529&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/6079503289892598529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/6079503289892598529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/04/today-mommy-reminded-me-of-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-8136779274546960321</id><published>2011-04-22T17:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T17:32:56.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Srsly some people need to GROW THE FUCK UP.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a bad day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-8136779274546960321?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/8136779274546960321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=8136779274546960321&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/8136779274546960321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/8136779274546960321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/04/srsly-some-people-need-to-grow-fuck-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-6549292391538460936</id><published>2011-04-18T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T22:07:30.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Living the... Not so fun life.</title><content type='html'>Hello, havent been taking pictures lately but I promise I will! Soonn. If you help me vote &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/justeacontest/gallery.php?uid=701331662&amp;amp;ref=nf"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; ! Scroll down to read my previous post and you'll know what competition it is about. Keep the votes coming! I might not be as popular as the top people.. But at least I tried right. Trying my luck! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College is so far all about meeting new friends and excelling in socializing and I pretty much suck at that. But I am improving my language skills though. Learning Mandarin yo. Ni hao ma? Hahaha. Will be going out with them to Giza tomorrow during break to karaoke/snowflake. Yayyyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that, I had my driving test today. And I freaking failed.. At the part where I had to do my 3 point turn. I just had to do my bukit once and my parking was beautiful. It was crappy on the road because I was fucking panicking with the Head JPJ officer who was invigilating me. Pretty much begged him for me to pass. I hate manual cars and I'm never ever gonna drive one after I pass man! :( My car kissed the back of another driving license learning Kancil. Fml.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have to go to that place again. That's the worst part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have trouble understanding Econs as I never did it in high school before. I stone every econs class and not do his assignment!! Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K bye I dunno what to say d. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-6549292391538460936?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/6549292391538460936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=6549292391538460936&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/6549292391538460936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/6549292391538460936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/04/living-not-so-fun-life.html' title='Living the... Not so fun life.'/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-2762842477345904039</id><published>2011-04-16T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T23:15:16.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Justea contest</title><content type='html'>Helloooo! I came across a ex-schoolmate's blog and I saw this contest.. I am interested in the prize. But I still remember those primary and secondary days where I bought Justea almost everyday! (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TquvLMt8Yg8/TamwKhavy9I/AAAAAAAACBs/G2B7-ahxLOE/s1600/3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="321" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TquvLMt8Yg8/TamwKhavy9I/AAAAAAAACBs/G2B7-ahxLOE/s400/3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 22 votes so far and most of them who voted for me are my close friends or my new college friends. Thank you so much. :)) Hehe, I am so grateful for having friends like them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CeEPpwEhMzk/TamwLfkQkrI/AAAAAAAACBw/_cyLGuRg2Fk/s1600/2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="318" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CeEPpwEhMzk/TamwLfkQkrI/AAAAAAAACBw/_cyLGuRg2Fk/s400/2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I am interested in the prize! The grand prize, first prize and maybe the 2nd prize. (: Most of my friends (and loyal readers) already know that I've been wanting this camera since foreverrr! FOR REAL K. Just that I don't have enough money to buy it because my parents believe that I work hard to get my own gadget. :)) If you ask me what will I do if I win a DSLR? Just use it in auto mode? I won't. I wanna learn to photograph the surroundings using specific settings and take inspirational photos like the ones on flickr. Maybe perhaps start on food reviewing too at &lt;a href="http://gowhereeat.com/malaysia"&gt;gowhereeat&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;! If I get to win an iPad, then I will use it in college lah! Then no need to write so many long words during lectures. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7dk7Sa9OSVc/TamwL_13QYI/AAAAAAAACB0/iOn7AcuVSiI/s1600/5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="321" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7dk7Sa9OSVc/TamwL_13QYI/AAAAAAAACB0/iOn7AcuVSiI/s400/5.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, the score now is hard to beat! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you think I deserve to have a chance to compete for a DSLR/iPad , do vote for me! Please do ask your friends to vote for me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLICK HERE TO LIKE THE PAGE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/justeaforfun"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/justeaforfun&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN CLICK HERE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/justeacontest/gallery.php?uid=701331662&amp;amp;ref=nf"&gt;http://apps.facebook.com/justeacontest/gallery.php?uid=701331662&amp;amp;ref=nf &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have to put name, ic and email. in order for the vote to go through :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-2762842477345904039?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/2762842477345904039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=2762842477345904039&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/2762842477345904039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/2762842477345904039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/04/justea-contest.html' title='Justea contest'/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TquvLMt8Yg8/TamwKhavy9I/AAAAAAAACBs/G2B7-ahxLOE/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-1027566696296243806</id><published>2011-04-07T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T18:09:01.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>College girl.</title><content type='html'>That's right, I'm a college girl now. :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orientation was pretty boring, but KDU is not as bad as it seems.. For now. They spruce up the place every now and then I think. The lecture hall looks so newwww! Classes start next week and its Monday to Friday everyday! On some days there are so many breaks in between. Hmm. Met a few coursemates on the 2nd day of college and they're fun! Hope to know more people and know more about them too. And maybe pick up on my Mandarin and Cantonese because I suck. Apparently, we speak like 中国人. So far I met Yi Wei, Janelle, Melvin, Jia Yin and Wilson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of orientation was quite boring but talked to Daniel who is doing Mass Comm and also talked to this Jolene girl. On the 2nd day, played a game and stood beside a quite cute guy. Did I mention that in Foundation there is no cute guy at all! Damn sad! Only 6 boys in our course. Hahaha! Then I lost and got called to the front to do a chicken dance along with few other people. That was how I met Janelle. :) Stuck with her during campus tour and then ditched the games. Went home and took a nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On third day of college, we went for a briefing that only lasted 1 hour! So we decided to go One Utama to watch Hop! So cuteee! Actually wanted to watch Just Go With It but there was no suitable time. Thank god we didnt, because I watched it later at night with Wei. It was funny but there were a lot of dirty jokes. Jennifer Aniston has a hot body eventhough she's old! :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College also leaves one to be so self conscious. The girls were talking about which foundation or eyeliner to wear and honestly, I have no idea, and I don't wear make up. And there are so many pretty girls in college and all of them are stick thin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing you ask yourself is what to wear the next day! I want to go buy some more clothes now. :( Boo. And omg, food, y u so expensive?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4cQDongtewc/TZ2I8G1jocI/AAAAAAAACBQ/xrSRF7g3CLA/s1600/DSC05689.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4cQDongtewc/TZ2I8G1jocI/AAAAAAAACBQ/xrSRF7g3CLA/s640/DSC05689.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is camera shy Pudding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dXkirGHH0zk/TZ2I_eD8BrI/AAAAAAAACBU/CRoZ-C_50jM/s1600/Snapshot_20110403_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dXkirGHH0zk/TZ2I_eD8BrI/AAAAAAAACBU/CRoZ-C_50jM/s400/Snapshot_20110403_1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Muka baru bangun pagi and look what Li Wei got me from BKK! :) Yaaaaaaaaaaay! On the back it says Rooney but I wanted Giggs. Booooo. But still thankful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Genting on some other day and apparently I'm stupid because I don't eat abalone. Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T5CjQvSSR-A/TZ2Lh28c5_I/AAAAAAAACBY/SYAU5qDl7nE/s1600/DSC05693.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T5CjQvSSR-A/TZ2Lh28c5_I/AAAAAAAACBY/SYAU5qDl7nE/s640/DSC05693.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UXkLipewkWY/TZ2LodpodKI/AAAAAAAACBc/79DRm5fki_4/s1600/DSC05694.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UXkLipewkWY/TZ2LodpodKI/AAAAAAAACBc/79DRm5fki_4/s640/DSC05694.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OwGyQy0x2o0/TZ2Lqt9WF2I/AAAAAAAACBg/-0xZ_7WP9q0/s1600/DSC05697.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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color: #e06666; font-size: x-large;"&gt;I will forever be fat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but &lt;a href="http://blog.mtvasia.com/2011/03/09/thin/"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; is really inspiring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-1532591485507899881?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/1532591485507899881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=1532591485507899881&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/1532591485507899881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/1532591485507899881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-will-forever-be-fat-but-this-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-2301863275214602451</id><published>2011-03-28T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T21:27:42.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just wondering..</title><content type='html'>While looking through my chat logs I realize something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think your best friend can only be your best friend once. Once you lost him or her, you wouldn't get him back anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so weird that we just talk on Facebook/Twitter term now. Just replying occasional tweets asking how are you and things like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No long conversations about what is happening in each other's daily lives. No silly inside jokes about each other and other people. No gossiping. No texts or chatting on MSN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-2301863275214602451?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/2301863275214602451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=2301863275214602451&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/2301863275214602451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/2301863275214602451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/03/just-wondering.html' title='Just wondering..'/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-6965124499399971621</id><published>2011-03-28T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T16:04:26.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Good Weekend</title><content type='html'>Here I am, sipping some herbal tea my mom boiled yesterday as I try to recall what happened on Saturday and yesterday. I choose to delete a part of the previous post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up on Saturday morning realizing that I missed what was supposed to be a morning breakfast at McDonalds with my cousin, Mei Xin and Yong. And I scrambled downstairs just to find Dad has already brought home some &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;fu chuk mee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; (those on my twitter constantly hears me talking about it) with added &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;fu chuk &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;in it. He always knows how to make my mornings. Lazed around the house till around 3 in the afternoon and Li Wei suggested we went to Amcorp Mall to get our hands on some cheap good reads. I have certainly never stepped into Amcorp Mall before and I expected the place to be some run down, half abandoned building but it turned out to be the opposite. We went to this bookstore called Book Xcess, and I think we spent 3 hours in there and picked up 5 books. The soft covered books were mostly priced at RM17.90 while the hard covered books were priced at RM24.90. Super cheap compared to the original price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left the place around 6, got home and started reading instantly. Was talking to Dennis on Facebook. It is kind of a good thing talking to new friends from Singapore or somewhere else because we tend to find out more about their country. :) Me, Wei and Dad left to Jinjang soon after. Usually, every two to three weeks or so, some aunt will call on some pot luck dinner and it was getting kind of sickening. It was special this week though, with my Ah Pek's birthday. As soon as we reached, talked to Ah Di and ate so much! There was nuggets, wan tans, satay, har kou, noodles, fried rice, jelly and a lot more. By the end of the night, it made me a happy happy girl! Bonded with the cahzens and omg Lee Hom was on tv! And he was in Malaysia and he won two awards. :) We spent Earth Hour without even turning off the lights but I think it would be pointless if we did anyway. How much difference would it make? A little. Because the next day we would use the same amount or more energy than before. Earth Hour should be practiced everyday.. My Ah Pek had 5 birthday cakes! I am so jealous! :( Me and Ah Di wanted to take polaroid photos with the cake, and it was funny! We got ushered away, boo! Saw that Ming Chun guy too but haih language barrier. Hahahaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left Ah Pek's house around 11 and then went to Mei Xin's place. We had tea and we were all trying to crack the stupid macademia nuts. Hahaha. Left around 1 ish cause Ma haven't bathe yet. Came home and talked to my cousin. It felt really good! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was just another day. Typical Sunday. I finished the first book I bought yesterday and it was a good book. I like how Nicholas Sparks write his books. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh, I have complaints. But I'm too annoyed to write it out here. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-6965124499399971621?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/6965124499399971621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=6965124499399971621&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/6965124499399971621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/6965124499399971621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/03/good-weekend.html' title='A Good Weekend'/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-327718370745158178</id><published>2011-03-27T14:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T16:05:20.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Happy birthday Jia Ming! I know you read this! Old already lor! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&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/2187425402725889164-327718370745158178?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/327718370745158178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=327718370745158178&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/327718370745158178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/327718370745158178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/03/another-one-of-those-days-where-i-stuff.html' title=''/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-535743528846249442</id><published>2011-03-25T02:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T02:55:51.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emo jap.</title><content type='html'>How I really feel about things right now. The word is something to do with paying less for fees. With the college covering part or all of it. Easy password huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="6Wfi9gEp" title="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"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-EpNTpemaekI/TYcFVLs1H2I/AAAAAAAACBA/odmDaMNz3eg/s1600/IMG_6777.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-EpNTpemaekI/TYcFVLs1H2I/AAAAAAAACBA/odmDaMNz3eg/s640/IMG_6777.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and Yong :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-JCSRB1yfwY4/TYcFnBxAnhI/AAAAAAAACBE/dGoU5k1_a7I/s1600/IMG_6774.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-JCSRB1yfwY4/TYcFnBxAnhI/AAAAAAAACBE/dGoU5k1_a7I/s640/IMG_6774.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Was awoken on Saturday by a cousin to go for Teck Wai's graduation. Ah Pui and I made our way to the MCA building somewhere in KL. The ground floor was mad packed with people. Me, being claustrophobic, felt a little unwell with the scent of flowers in the air and sweaty people. Everyone was talking to each other and inside of me I started panicking. What if I faint? :( Weakling. Then luckily my cousin called and said get upstairs to the 2nd floor! Took pictures, talked about silly things. Played with my polaroid camera.. I was so tempted to go borrow this random graduate's balloons. It was so colourful and pretty! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After that, followed Ah Pui back. On the way, we stopped at some cool cafe to take away pumpkin tau fu fa but they didn't have it on Saturdays boo. So we went back to Mei Xin's place and&amp;nbsp;reminisced about when we were young. Many funny stories!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Went for dinner with them too and daddy! Went back to their house and talked talked, watched my soccer match. :)) Berbatov, please stay! :( Heh, went home and did some nerding. Googled on the previous nuclear disasters and 'how century egg is made' cause I was so curious.&amp;nbsp;I didn't know the radiation takes about 300 years to wear off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;God bless Japan :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;There are so many things we should be thankful about. I wish I could list them all down but there are too many.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This week's mixtape:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;LMFAO - Party Rock Anthem&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-2674923004907497264?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/2674923004907497264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=2674923004907497264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/2674923004907497264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/2674923004907497264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/03/cousin-graduation.html' title='Cousin Graduation..'/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-EpNTpemaekI/TYcFVLs1H2I/AAAAAAAACBA/odmDaMNz3eg/s72-c/IMG_6777.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-842020764382209204</id><published>2011-03-18T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T21:00:44.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-uHHsISpMvEM/TYNS8D3B3gI/AAAAAAAACAw/3XnGeUmnah4/s1600/Snapshot_20110311_10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-uHHsISpMvEM/TYNS8D3B3gI/AAAAAAAACAw/3XnGeUmnah4/s400/Snapshot_20110311_10.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm too lazy to take pictures of anything else. And on the other hand, my scanner is failing on me. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, let me show you how Tiggr looks like when he was younger:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-_jduzTohh7A/TYNVHE44sqI/AAAAAAAACA0/Hkn5wz22OM0/s1600/IMG.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="263" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-_jduzTohh7A/TYNVHE44sqI/AAAAAAAACA0/Hkn5wz22OM0/s400/IMG.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-yDui8uQL6e0/TYNVNlZCnrI/AAAAAAAACA4/FmUdFdorjuI/s1600/IMG_0001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-yDui8uQL6e0/TYNVNlZCnrI/AAAAAAAACA4/FmUdFdorjuI/s400/IMG_0001.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, he looks something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-TgBWDEhltpU/TYNVd4FQ4xI/AAAAAAAACA8/3Gzu-1b-Yh4/s1600/DSC05607.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-TgBWDEhltpU/TYNVd4FQ4xI/AAAAAAAACA8/3Gzu-1b-Yh4/s400/DSC05607.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So different right? Things grow old. Heh :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked to my sister and dad yesterday. Li Wei was saying on how old she felt. And I said, I feel old too. I feel like I'm not spending my time doing what teenagers do. And she called me goh-lau (not socialable). Then I'm like, "EH! You know I have friends who go out every single day here and there, but just that I don't want to go." She ask me why I never join them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Because I don't want to trouble anyone (particularly mom and dad) on fetching me anywhere. Because I don't wanna spend so much money. Cos. My friends are not Kepong ppl wtf."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really, it is really boring at home. And I hope I get to start college like real soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh. And my next driving lesson is next two weeks. SO LONG! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to bloody get my license already boo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-842020764382209204?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/842020764382209204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=842020764382209204&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/842020764382209204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/842020764382209204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/03/because-im-too-lazy-to-take-pictures-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-uHHsISpMvEM/TYNS8D3B3gI/AAAAAAAACAw/3XnGeUmnah4/s72-c/Snapshot_20110311_10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-5751973875066437581</id><published>2011-03-14T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T00:14:38.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because You Live.</title><content type='html'>I must say, writing out how you feel really does make you feel better. Reading it again the next year is a funny thing. I love reading back my old blog entries - especially from my older blogs. Ah the days where acting cute was considered cool wtf. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss sheep and him telling me that my blog is funny. Are you still here? I bet it isn't funny anymore right? :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, went out with the girls yesterday. Oh, and the boys too. It was just me, Illi, May, Ashraf and Kevin. Met up at 12 or 1-ish and we watched Big Momma 2. It was funny at first but it got kind of boring. Ashraf and Kevin were sort of feeding each other popcorn. Hahaha! Boy will always be boys. (: After that had lunch at Delicious! Shared carbonara with May Yen. It was yummy and the meat tasted kinda funny! Illi had to leave after that and the boys went to play pool at the old wing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May and I went to Cotton On. Btw, she came in Cotton On clothes from head to toe. Then the fella recognized her clothes and he said, "Ehhh. Gimme back your clothes! They're all from Cotton On!" Hahaha! Bought my boxy tee that I've eyed on since the other day. Should've wait till today though. The colours I wanted had my size at Mid Valley. Damn! I bought a brown one. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Tutti Frutti after that! Just had plain original flavoured yogurt and a sprinkle of chocolate chips. Yum yum! Hehe, nothing beats the one in Singapore. :) Saw Haziq's mom there too. Heh. Awkward. Left and walked around for a bit. Went grocery shopping and bought my butterhead lettuce to make my own salad yayayyy! I rock at making them, in case you didn't know. Heheheh. Dropped May at Caltex and then went homeee. Starved for the night because I was so full from lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up to a shocking news today. I've just seen this girl yesterday. Stay strong Illi! We love you and there's always us if you need a shoulder to lean on. Time heals I guess, its just the matter of when..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up damn early cause my sister said we'd be out by 10am. Woke her up like so many times. Pissing off k. We only went out at 1. Watafarkkk. Don't wanna promise people, then don't promise. Always happens man. Me waking up early, you people still asleep. So we went to Mid Valley and we went to the education fair. So crowded.. Not sure of what to do yet so I just took a lot of brochures. Hmm, left and then ma and sister did some shopping which was kinda boring. Had late lunch at Yoo Tiao. Whatever that porridge place is called. Meh. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need help. I know it. I'm sick of people telling me, it's really what you like to do. What do I like? How do I found out what I'm interested in damn it. I like geography, the computer, money (who doesn't?). Hate science, politics. Gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-uRh3GbilhHY/TDrZbSnB-TI/AAAAAAAABy8/ZYO_ul3jvBc/s1600/P7111931.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-uRh3GbilhHY/TDrZbSnB-TI/AAAAAAAABy8/ZYO_ul3jvBc/s320/P7111931.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy birthday Tzeeeeee :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Heh. Dunno what to say :D But have funnn!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-5751973875066437581?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/5751973875066437581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=5751973875066437581&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/5751973875066437581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/5751973875066437581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/03/because-you-live.html' title='Because You Live.'/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-uRh3GbilhHY/TDrZbSnB-TI/AAAAAAAABy8/ZYO_ul3jvBc/s72-c/P7111931.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-7343965401046416401</id><published>2011-03-11T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T23:56:08.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twenty-twelve.</title><content type='html'>Hello. Konichiwa. Are you people still alive? :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm talking about the Japan earthquake. It was just yesterday when I was talking about 2012 to Chin-ah. Do you guys believe in it? That the world will end at the end of 2012? I do. Although most of the people around me don't. And here I am, so shocked when I first heard about the 8.9 magnitude earthquake. I hope most of everyone there is doing fine. My heart goes out to each and everyone there. God is indeed a strong word now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Like &lt;i&gt;omg&lt;/i&gt;, why is this happening?"&lt;br /&gt;God: What have you humans been doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;:O Okay ignore me freaking out. Just stay safe aight everyone? I love each and everyone of my friends and family more now. :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still want to live longer.. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went out with Shenning. Been wanting to get out with her since a week or two ago. Finally! We went on a food binge spree. I picked her up at 2.30 ish and we went and have Sushi Zanmai mmm-hhmm-hmm. It has been long since I have been there, like, a year? It was 'cause at one point we stuffed ourselves with the same sushi till we got sick of it. Took polaroid photos too but my printer is acting up on me again. Anyway, Ning's picture looked splendid while I looked like Lord Voldermort in mine. Maybe I'm too fair. :( Wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, walked around and window shopped. We wanted to have dessert. Looked on the directory and opted for Delicious as always because we've never been there for quite a while. Had banoffee pie and shoestring fries. It was yummy. I also could barely eat dinner. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Watsons and bought some facial wash cause I decided its time to finally give a damn on my mushrooming pimples. After we paid and walked out of Watson, the theft alarm rang! I was quite shocked but I didn't panick. They searched my bag and found out that it was just my polaroid camera that triggered the alarm. Phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm going off to OU again tomorrow. And I want to get my hands on more clothes please. :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-7343965401046416401?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/7343965401046416401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=7343965401046416401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/7343965401046416401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/7343965401046416401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/03/twenty-twelve.html' title='Twenty-twelve.'/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-4166434381387551400</id><published>2011-03-10T03:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T03:21:02.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poverty.</title><content type='html'>I'm awake most of the times at hours like this. Its 2.46am in the morning and soon Dad will wake up to watch his soccer match. Boys and them being hardcore about a good match. Yes, I am a soccer fan but I only watch Manchester United matches or matches between the top 4. Does that make me a noob fan? :/ Heh, last weekend's match was indeed a horrible one. It left me speechless and I offed the tv even before the match ended. Nevertheless, I'm still an MU fan. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also had my dose of &lt;i&gt;fu chuk&lt;/i&gt; noodles. The lady did flew off somewhere again. Rich. But all that money should be hard earned. Waking up so early just to sell noodles. Hmm, money isn't easily earned these days with the sinking economy. The price of everything increases but not everyone's salary. You know, my mom is going back to China next week to visit her ancestral &lt;i&gt;kampung&lt;/i&gt;. She keeps insisting that I follow but I don't want to. Not because I'm scared of the dirty toilets or anything but my cousins/sisters are not going. I don't want to be a babysitter. :/ Hmm. So, she heard stories from other relatives. Kids there have to wake up two to three hours before school just to walk to school and by the time they get back from school, it's already night time. And here we are taking our own sweet time to get to school. I'm impressed! I didn't know a tin of milk powder cost so expensive.. Around RM30-50. So what this China people do when they can't afford to buy milk powder. They cook porridge. And the mother (or which ever adult. ew) will chew the porridge till it becomes gooey and disgusting and then feed the baby. :O And here I am telling myself I am a lucky baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This few days have been spent Mapling. ._. Lifeless ey? I've met twenty-eight year olds. Eighteen year olds. Spanish people. American people. Meh. It is getting kind of boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My feet are getting itchy. In other words, I'm itching to go out so badly. I hope Ning can make it this week. Next week on Thursday, I'm gonna go out with my Ah Di and Chin-ah. Hopefully that plan is on though! We've been talking about it since last month I think and it never does happen. Karaoke, come to mama! :) I have to fix a date to go out with the girls. :( This week, something happened so jyeah maybe we're gonna put it off hmm. :/ People are busy with college. NS boys coming back soon! (because I don't have any girl friends that go NS) Therefore, results are also soon. Meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also notice my long writing habits have decreased. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 2nd driving class was yesterday and it was okay. At least I didn't go on a road divider like the other car did. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People do drift apart. It's just the matter of when. And we are drifting apart already. Or at least I feel that way. Hmm. I better shrug off this feeling before I do anything stupid. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-RFwEAvalTbE/SttcmfIhjlI/AAAAAAAABEE/clfkWmZcDq8/s1600/DSC03363-pola.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-RFwEAvalTbE/SttcmfIhjlI/AAAAAAAABEE/clfkWmZcDq8/s320/DSC03363-pola.jpg" width="263" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I still find this picture funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-4166434381387551400?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/4166434381387551400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=4166434381387551400&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/4166434381387551400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/4166434381387551400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/03/poverty.html' title='Poverty.'/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-RFwEAvalTbE/SttcmfIhjlI/AAAAAAAABEE/clfkWmZcDq8/s72-c/DSC03363-pola.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-5382198718409308189</id><published>2011-03-07T04:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T04:18:01.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello there. I can't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a site to rant besides my twitter. If you since my twitter I keep mentioning about my falling hair. I think I know why now. Remember the other day when my hair got burnt by the fireworks? That part of my hair is spoiling and therefore falling off. I hope it will grow out soon enough because my hair looks imba. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a sidenote, I finally had my fu chuk mee today :))) and the lady did went on holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing is Lam Fung &amp;amp; Sai Lei Mui are so cute :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok time to sleep its 4.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-5382198718409308189?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/5382198718409308189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=5382198718409308189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/5382198718409308189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/5382198718409308189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/03/hello-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-1075101002480760534</id><published>2011-03-06T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T16:39:01.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maple geek.</title><content type='html'>Old habits die hard. Private server.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Q3FHBUZesD8/TXNH329KL-I/AAAAAAAACAM/VXbA2spSxW4/s1600/lolo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Q3FHBUZesD8/TXNH329KL-I/AAAAAAAACAM/VXbA2spSxW4/s1600/lolo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was with Tze and Han Yang (Sheep)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-1vzPORBYHfw/TXNIFP6c3GI/AAAAAAAACAQ/ZUfgPb63LJo/s1600/Maple0002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-1vzPORBYHfw/TXNIFP6c3GI/AAAAAAAACAQ/ZUfgPb63LJo/s400/Maple0002.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-1075101002480760534?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/1075101002480760534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=1075101002480760534&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/1075101002480760534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/1075101002480760534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/03/maple-geek.html' title='Maple geek.'/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Q3FHBUZesD8/TXNH329KL-I/AAAAAAAACAM/VXbA2spSxW4/s72-c/lolo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-6582517301289301481</id><published>2011-02-28T19:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T19:03:03.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HOI YOU! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my fu chuk mee. Apparently the lady went on tour AGAIN or something. Went to the store for 2 days and it wasn't open. Booo aunty I like the fu chuk and I've been craving for it since forever. Come back quick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K bai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, my retarded friend is very retarded. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-6582517301289301481?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/6582517301289301481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=6582517301289301481&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/6582517301289301481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/6582517301289301481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/02/hoi-you-i-want-my-fu-chuk-mee.html' title=''/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-7914018361745192256</id><published>2011-02-27T13:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T13:19:46.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello there! It's Sunday today and it is a pretty boring one with nothing to do boo! I had fun yesterday though.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Friday night, sleptover at May's place with Illi. We webcammed with several people and took funny pictures. May yen's computer also had this awesole webcam console thing a ma jig that changed our voices and added funky stuff to our pictures. It was funny. Tsk tsk my munchkin! :) The deep voice sounded like Ming. It scared us for a bit. Ate pizza and watched CSI. Went to bed at 1 or 2 ish but I still couldn't sleep. Oh and we gossiped too. ;P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woke up the next day and then went to school. I like the feeling of being back again. Something felt different though. Hmm, and when I saw Margosa's marching costume, I was so impressed! Next was Kiara! I rate Saga third and Cemara last. Me and May were like, "What is their theme?" LOL. Left for mamak soon after along with Dayana and Aini. Talked alot and ohmaigosh breakfast never tasted so good before. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went back to school and watched the events. Cheered like hell and also got sunburnt. It was good to see everyone again. Caught up with each other and talked to teachers. Took polaroid photos too! I look horrible in some of them but it was indeed a memorable day.. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-5-AMcR2Oado/TWna_IvUT4I/AAAAAAAAB_4/zOI0X8lGEjM/s1600/IMG.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-5-AMcR2Oado/TWna_IvUT4I/AAAAAAAAB_4/zOI0X8lGEjM/s320/IMG.jpg" width="199" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-2HLelC17UUY/TWnbAkJnPUI/AAAAAAAAB_8/Fbtk4fL4z_s/s1600/IMG_0001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-2HLelC17UUY/TWnbAkJnPUI/AAAAAAAAB_8/Fbtk4fL4z_s/s320/IMG_0001.jpg" width="197" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-bqLTTMRFtZk/TWnbCU7G4rI/AAAAAAAACAA/UQ9EPkW0SGw/s1600/IMG_0002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-bqLTTMRFtZk/TWnbCU7G4rI/AAAAAAAACAA/UQ9EPkW0SGw/s320/IMG_0002.jpg" width="203" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-vDEtyYiqJP4/TWnbDd5T2YI/AAAAAAAACAE/aea6tpzeLnM/s1600/IMG_0003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-vDEtyYiqJP4/TWnbDd5T2YI/AAAAAAAACAE/aea6tpzeLnM/s320/IMG_0003.jpg" width="195" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last picture is a little too bright..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waited till the results ended. And there was two winners... Which means a tie! Between Margosa and Saga. :) Went home instantly boohoo no lunch session together. Had chicken rice with Daddy and chilled for a bit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-q0tvQz3QCVI/TWnd1CZHabI/AAAAAAAACAI/JqXDmK-gp8w/s1600/IMG.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-q0tvQz3QCVI/TWnd1CZHabI/AAAAAAAACAI/JqXDmK-gp8w/s320/IMG.jpg" width="199" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to Bangsar with ma and the sisters after that. Had dessert at Bisou and it was soooo yummy! And pricey. Meh! Anyway it was good! After that, went for threading.. It was my first time and they took quite long to thread my eyebrows. Texted a few people. :) Went home after that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to Ah Pek's house for dinner and it was om nom nom. Went home and watch mu kick some ass. In your face, fucker. K bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Your words are sharper than the knife and I don't like it. Neither anyone does. You better watch it man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;He was standing there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;looking at him looking at her is just too much,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;but I guess I just have to give up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;Give up your smile, your retardedness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;K bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;xx.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-7914018361745192256?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/7914018361745192256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=7914018361745192256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/7914018361745192256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/7914018361745192256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/02/hello-there-its-sunday-today-and-it-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-5-AMcR2Oado/TWna_IvUT4I/AAAAAAAAB_4/zOI0X8lGEjM/s72-c/IMG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-4339733719176502305</id><published>2011-02-27T01:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T01:20:03.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have so many things on my mind. :( Will blog tmr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-4339733719176502305?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/4339733719176502305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=4339733719176502305&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/4339733719176502305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/4339733719176502305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-have-so-many-things-on-my-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-8672168932834684566</id><published>2011-02-25T03:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T03:44:10.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whaddup?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N7VwNUKJO50/TWazikzHKaI/AAAAAAAAB_0/JoXJQvLJK6o/s1600/IMG_0002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N7VwNUKJO50/TWazikzHKaI/AAAAAAAAB_0/JoXJQvLJK6o/s320/IMG_0002.jpg" width="198" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotten myself a polaroid camera with my own ang pau money and I could not be so much more thankful! I've been wanting once since forever and I hope that I won't put the film to waste. On the other hand, its a shame that people in Malaysia don't appreciate film photography anymore.. Film is expensive here, and there are less stores willing to process the photos. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started my driving lessons yesterday and it was okay. I guess. And I think I've already forgotten what he thought me. The instructor is some pretty funky guy! The first question he asked me when I hopped on to his Perodua Viva was, "Have you ever driven before?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: Nope. But I drove like a pro yesterday! HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still not decided on college yet and I don't know where or who I should go to for help. -_- This is getting annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then..&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got some events coming up soon! Stay tuned. xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-8672168932834684566?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/8672168932834684566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=8672168932834684566&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/8672168932834684566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/8672168932834684566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/02/whaddup.html' title='Whaddup?'/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N7VwNUKJO50/TWazikzHKaI/AAAAAAAAB_0/JoXJQvLJK6o/s72-c/IMG_0002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-3597912543875152797</id><published>2011-02-15T03:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T03:46:35.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to remember.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lg0y3fFCTF1qahw7go1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lg0y3fFCTF1qahw7go1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Hello! My fingers are itching to type now. Like finally. My blogging mojo is back. Be ready for a sea of words. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Its three am right now and I just got home from Mei Xin's place. The routine has been the same for the past week or two. I'm actually glad that I'm seeing them so often. I have been sick since the eve of Chinese New Year.. On the first few days, I didn't dare to even eat a cookie or drink any cold drinks.. Then I started drinking wine and beer and munching on love letters om nom nom. Because I am clearly not getting better after downing several bottles (YES) of cough syrup for the past week or two. Spent a lot of time with my cousins who took time off from their busy work schedule/college life to be back in the ancestral (??) house and I am glad. Spent time with both sides of the family. We went for midnight movie, an adventure to get ice cream and gambled. I also learnt something about a close cousin.. But who am I to judge?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm stuffed from eating rice crackers and &lt;i&gt;ba gua&lt;/i&gt;. Who says I'm not gaining weight this Chinese New Year? Time to sweep the floor tomorrow, and probably run on the treadmill although I'd probably catch a coughing fit. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;How time flies.. I'm going to be eighteen this year and it doesn't feel that way. I wish I could find a time machine and fly back to some year and be that carefree kid everyone wants to be, but it's never going to happen. What I miss the most right now is high school. The last two years of high school was the most memorable. No matter how many times I look back, I still laugh at the things I do and think of the time spent with friends. I'm glad that I still keep in touch with some of them.. but it'd be better if I kept in touch with the others as well. Where have they been? How are they doing? But I just can't seem to find the right words to spit out to them.. Recently I have attended Aini's not-so-surprised party and Wen Tze's open house. It was fun. :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Moving on.. You know. As the 9th day of Chinese New Year approaches, we Hokkiens celebrate the Hokkien New Year.. This year would be a memorable one for me. Why? So, we were all outside trying to let our Kong Ming lanterns fly up in the air.. So it did, it went up, up and away.. Then we watched the fireworks. They were so pretty. Just then, some smart neighbour who live beside Ah Pek's place in Jinjang just has to fucking compete with his cheap fireworks. Fucker, go and die. :( It didn't flew up and it exploded. It's not like we were looking at him light up his fireworks. All of us were screaming and I ducked instantly. MY HAIR GOT BURNT. At first, I didn't realize that my hair was broken.. So I was still happily skipping around when Hoey told me it looked okay. When I combed my hair using my fingers... It was a total disaster. A clump of black hair fell and there was more. Everyone's face was like this : :O I started crying and some fucker had to laugh at me. Go and fucking die, idiot. I was so scared I that there will be a bald patch and I never experienced it before. So I cried and cried. :( Then a few of my cousins calmed me down, along with my sister. Thank you (: Love you. Heh, my hair still reeks of the burnt smell though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;What a night. I still had yummy roasted pork and my aunt's teochew kuih. It was om nom nom. Nuff said. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Hmm. Finally got my L license and the instructor keeps pestering me to hurry up.. Can't wait to learn but at the same time, I'm super lazy. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I also been buying a lot of clothes lately and I still want more. Hmm.. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Its about time I head to bed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Nighty night people of the world!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/2187425402725889164-3597912543875152797?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/3597912543875152797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=3597912543875152797&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/3597912543875152797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/3597912543875152797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/02/to-remember.html' title='to remember.'/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-8916618204150222066</id><published>2011-02-09T03:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T03:41:05.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rot.</title><content type='html'>Dear blog, we sure have a lot to catch up on.. I am sorry for not writing as much anymore. I just don't feel like it, somehow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point I have to write here because I am lost. I feel lost looking at everyone starting college and going out so often, and I am so puzzled why I'm not entangled in that hoo-ha. Why is that so? Because I haven't made any decision yet on what I want to do in the future? So. WHAT DO I WANT TO DO? &lt;b&gt;I don't bloody know&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was small, I wanted to be a pilot because I wanted to fly. I wanted to be the first female pilot (not anymore). I was inspired by several TV shows. Triumph In The Sky, Good Luck (jap show). Hmm, and this dream is now impossible because I don't want to do anything with Science. And I suck at calculating the longitude and latitude. And other minor stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else do I like? I LOVE Geography. But I do not want to end up being a tour guide or end up working in a travel agency because it's a boring job. Then, someone comes along and say, "What about geologist?" Then I'll have to study rocks forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else do I like? I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all I know is not Science.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not going to end up doing A-Levels in Science and then decide later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help needed. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-8916618204150222066?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/8916618204150222066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=8916618204150222066&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/8916618204150222066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/8916618204150222066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/02/rot.html' title='Rot.'/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-8785572063314978492</id><published>2011-01-30T05:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T05:12:31.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I havent found time to write about whats been happening lately. But all I can say is partay hard this CNY alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay to more munny, more drinks, more nom nom cookies, more fun and most importantly more love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How's school btw? Siapa suruh bawa phone? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psh. Serves you right to people who kept their phones last year and got the ruling abolished. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K bye, until the next time I write.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-8785572063314978492?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/8785572063314978492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=8785572063314978492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/8785572063314978492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/8785572063314978492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-havent-found-time-to-write-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-8162129701651646534</id><published>2011-01-15T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T00:56:03.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Road Run 2011</title><content type='html'>Helloooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Road Run 2011 was pleasant compared to the other years. That's because I'm not running! No need to feel the adrenaline and all that panicking before the run. All we need to do is just scream our heads off for our respective teams. It was good to see everyone again! Teachers, juniors and even the new people. Hehe, I didn't move around in a car cheering people on because well.. It was kinda my fault too, I didn't ask anyone whether I could follow them. In the end, I was with Kular and Jun Rui dutying at checkpoint 15. Wherever that is. Had fun talking to them about juniors, seniors and the school. Heard that sports day will be in a stadium? I told them it'd eventually be in school anyways. *Rolls eyes. How unfair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shouted so much at Kiara people and everyone was like, "Omg Florence! You're here!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat in an ambulance for the first time. Was going back to school and then I joined Aini and Illi. Just chilled around the concourse and did nothing. Talked to a few people, caught up and shiz. Never really had the chance to talk to a few people. Next time k? :) Teehee, next time with May Yen too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left early and skipped the prize giving. Had to go get a hair cut and then rush to Ipoh for some crappy wedding dinner that I was so unwilling to go to. Decided to get bangs again since my sister said it looked good on me. Teehee, but I always wanted to be 'special'. Everyone's getting bangs nowadays, not special anymore! I love the hair dresser already. So does mom. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, went home and bathed then left for Ipoh. So boring can dai omg. Ate in the car. Slept. Talked. Bitched. Listened to emo songs in the car while looking out of the window. I always have a thing for road trips. I like the scenery. I like pestering my Dad whether we've passed the gigantic waterfall that is now shrinking , or the marble hill on the PLUS highway. Makes me feel so... Malaysian. Or the bridge at Kuala Kangsar. God, I remember so many stuffs. Hahaha! Stopped at Gopeng to buy cuttlefish at this place we stopped often everytime we're on the way home from Penang. The little kittens seen there last month is now missing. Boo. :( Then we had one of the best wan tan noodles ever. For just RM3, we had a huge serving of noodles and charsiew with a bowl of soup and 5 wan tans. Such a generous serving. In KL, it would be so much more expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to this place at Sg. Siput. Quite ulu but then not as ulu as expected kind of thing. I was so annoyed by the reception. Especially the host who couldn't stop singing. Syok sendiri betul. Speaking of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syok sendiri la the lady!&lt;br /&gt;Yala, so old think she so hot! Look!&lt;br /&gt;*watches her do some clubbing dance action or some shit*&lt;br /&gt;What the?! HAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh us. There was a lot more funny comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food to me, was horrible except for the last dish, tong yuen. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teehee. So that was my day! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a lot of jaffa cakes &lt;s&gt;that was meant to be given to Ming&lt;/s&gt;, super hyper now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super sleepy but I can't sleep O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbqE64YWUL4/TTB_7ifAaxI/AAAAAAAAB_k/9NrNy8FFBio/s1600/Snapshot_20110114.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbqE64YWUL4/TTB_7ifAaxI/AAAAAAAAB_k/9NrNy8FFBio/s400/Snapshot_20110114.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) Seeing my bitch tmr in a v long time! Time for some cahzen reunion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-8162129701651646534?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/8162129701651646534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=8162129701651646534&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/8162129701651646534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/8162129701651646534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/01/road-run-2011.html' title='Road Run 2011'/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbqE64YWUL4/TTB_7ifAaxI/AAAAAAAAB_k/9NrNy8FFBio/s72-c/Snapshot_20110114.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-5334961647910670543</id><published>2011-01-13T00:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T00:19:42.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel so alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-5334961647910670543?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/5334961647910670543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=5334961647910670543&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/5334961647910670543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/5334961647910670543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-feel-so-alone.html' title=''/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-5241930038793737608</id><published>2011-01-12T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T15:23:23.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbqE64YWUL4/TS1VS9b8oiI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/_Ov4KKrVJzE/s1600/34361_463717157264_595562264_6050343_3836057_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbqE64YWUL4/TS1VS9b8oiI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/_Ov4KKrVJzE/s400/34361_463717157264_595562264_6050343_3836057_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling the. Wednesday blues. Every Wednesday seems to be longer than usual. Its been awhile since I've played dress up. I have been staying at home for so long already! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I passed my undang! :D Thats why I shall not bitch about it. I also inherited Li Wei's iPod touch! Yay me. No more being sad while everyone else is wifi-ing at a restaurant.No more being bored at certain places. Teehee. No more annoying voice that can't stop talking all the time. Hee. David Choi puts me to sleep faster now. :) Hehe. Was just listening to him yesterday night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. New year coming soon. Must help mummy clean the house. Must ask my sisters to clean their rooms and the living hall.. I want to make my father's life easier. So that we'll be happier at home. Less arguments.. Less problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to see everyone on Friday and Monday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-5241930038793737608?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/5241930038793737608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=5241930038793737608&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/5241930038793737608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/5241930038793737608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/01/hello-i-am-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbqE64YWUL4/TS1VS9b8oiI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/_Ov4KKrVJzE/s72-c/34361_463717157264_595562264_6050343_3836057_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-4556017993614597715</id><published>2011-01-09T13:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T13:56:36.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family ties are the most important.</title><content type='html'>Hi :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daily routine is this: Wake up. Brunch. Computer. Snack. Computer. Bathe. Dinner. Computer. Sleep. Repeat. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night, went to my uncle's house for a pot luck party. It was boring but it was also fun catching up with the relatives. Some have new babies, some babies grown up to be toddlers, teenagers cut lala hair. Etc etc. Unfortunately, everyone has a few favourite questions pointed out at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Learn to drive already or not?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What are you gonna study? Where?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I have started taking the driving course. All that anxiety of learning to drive has already disappeared. The process takes too long and is too boring for me. Now I dread that process. Sigh. So 'efficient'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate, talked, joked, watched Ray William Johnson on Youtube and laughed our asses off. But where is Han? He didn't come. Boo. To be honest, I am looking forward to the new year. Not just because I'm getting red packets, but also, I finally get to see all the older cahzens back at Ah Pek's place. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh, went home around 11 without going to the pasar malam to get our bubble tea from that particular store. Boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Mei Xin's house after that. Talked aloooot! Hehe, got jaffa cakes, Haribo gummys and chocolated coated marshmallows from her. Yum yum! Talked and talked and talked. In the end fell asleep. Mom woke me up around 4.30am and then we got home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When am I going to see my girls again? :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-4556017993614597715?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/4556017993614597715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=4556017993614597715&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/4556017993614597715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/4556017993614597715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/01/family-ties-are-most-important.html' title='Family ties are the most important.'/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-7299095829158481621</id><published>2011-01-04T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T22:28:22.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To give or not to give?</title><content type='html'>Why does everyone seem to be bitching about school? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, today while at dinner just now.. We saw this thin figure carrying a thinner figure approaching our table. That man should be the little boy's father. He was stick thin. His son was horribly thin and weak. His lips were black and his teeth were black too.. His father looks like a drug addict to me. He came to us and said in Cantonese, "Hey, I am sorry to disturb you all.. Can you all spare me a few minutes? I want to tell you that this little boy has a hole in his heart. Can you all please donate some money for me to help him?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father said no, not because my father didn't have a heart. It is pretty obvious that the money would go to the wrong hands if we 'donated' some money. My father always told me that, if I wanted to donate anything, I should donate usable items to the orphanage/old folks home itself. My mom told the guy to go to those newspaper agencies that will help ask for donation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After seeing the little boy, I had no appetite to eat. He was crying and being unwilling to be carried by his father. He was literally STICK THIN. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could help but I can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so lucky that I am healthy and I appreciate that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-7299095829158481621?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/7299095829158481621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=7299095829158481621&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/7299095829158481621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/7299095829158481621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/01/to-give-or-not-to-give.html' title='To give or not to give?'/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-4087729870017797643</id><published>2011-01-04T03:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T03:05:45.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things to remember.</title><content type='html'>Today I nearly lost my dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I let Tiggr out of the house so he can walk around the garden. What I didn't notice was the automatic gate was slightly open. So I happily went back upstairs and got glued to the computer. About an hour later my mom shrieked my name and asked me where was Tiggr. I was like, "Oh shit!" Kind of thing. Ran outside and he was nowhere to be seen. I ran up the staircase leading to the bus stop fearing that my dog will lay on the road as a road kill. Thank god his lifeless body wasn't there. Ran down the stairs and guess what? He was sitting down panting at the last house. Apparently he ate some fish bones. Please stay alive bby. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day, my aunt who I haven't seen since a few months ago came to my house and she said that my whole family grew fatter. :( It was quite obvious looking at mom and dad. But she said I grew way fatter. Mom is now trying to starve me and make me walk a lot but yes, I do wanna get skinnier before CNY. I started off by running around the park for 3 huge rounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Other than that. Several friends have started college, several friends are gone to NS and several friends are still not back from overseas. All I do is laze at home now, so unproductive. Most probably will enquire about driving license tomorrow! Hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, how was school? Heard there were several new rules. Thank god I'm out of there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-4087729870017797643?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/4087729870017797643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=4087729870017797643&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/4087729870017797643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/4087729870017797643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/01/things-to-remember.html' title='Things to remember.'/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-9130467991406859172</id><published>2011-01-01T03:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T03:16:04.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its three in the morning and I am here feeling all excited about the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a long day. Had to wake up to go to school to pass Ping Kuang my form 5 school books and boy, I was so tempted to go back to sleep and ignore that phone call. Uh, woke up, then got to school. Spotted a group of teachers and avoided that group of teachers lolol. Went to primary and passed the books to Ping Kuang and then went home and lifeless-ed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visited Teck Wai who was taking care of his cupcake sale store for the new year eve event. It was pretty boring but guess what? I bought 4 t-shirts. Now mommy say I cannot buy anymore shirts for CNY. Shit. The bags were so pretty and the dresses too. ;( Went home and ate dinner. Btw, we grocery shopped and bought a lot of juice. Orange juice. Apple aloe juice. YAY! :)) Hehe. Ate mee hoon and red bean soup with tong yuen inside! Mommy knows what I like best! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that bathed and webcammed with Chin-ah and JasYap. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Desa Park around 10 and helped around with the store. Saw soo many Bestarians but they all never buy cupcakes! :( Bought devil ears for RM5 each and wore it around. It is only the 2nd time I've celebrated NYE outside my house. The first time was when I was 7 or so. So yeah, jakun! Walked around, browsed more stuff, saw quite a few quite cute guys out of the sea of lalas. It wasn't thaaaat stuffy, thank god. When it was nearly time to countdown, walked towards the stage and woaw, it was beaautiful! The fireworks were spectacular and the crowd went crazy with their spray cans. What an experience to remember. When I saw the fireworks, sweet memories of 2010 flashed by my eyes. :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us all hope that this year would be better. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: Saw a few of my loved ones today after a long while, and I miss them already. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-9130467991406859172?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/9130467991406859172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=9130467991406859172&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/9130467991406859172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/9130467991406859172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2011/01/its-three-in-morning-and-i-am-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-2091614393801051760</id><published>2010-12-30T02:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T02:02:13.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been awhile and I know the previous posts are a little weird so I deleted them. The problem is &lt;i&gt;/nerdtalksbegins , &lt;/i&gt;I keep looking forward to writing something on my blog but I don't know what to write. I keep wanting to increase the number of people reading my blog to earn more munny. &lt;i&gt;/nerdtalkends &lt;/i&gt;On the other hand, I don't want so many people reading on whats going on with my life. Too much exposure. So now I'm just going to write whatever that pops out of my head. I am not an efficient blogger. I don't take pictures of everything. So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its almost two in the morning and I'm still awake watching Barney Stinson and his hilarious antics. He never fails to get me hooked for more How I Met Your Mother. I blame Lester. :( I have been enjoying myself a lot lately. Eating all I want, shopping all I like, lazing all I like, going to places I like. What I don't like is the weight gained everywhere and that I am still not getting my license yet. &amp;nbsp;Boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's starting and its so odd that I don't have to go through all that hoo-haa. Buying new schoolbooks and looking for my lost electronic card and neck tie, or even getting used to sleeping early during the last week of the holidays.. Hmm. Anyways, finally found someone to give my books to but I am too lazy to check whether I scribbled any nonsense in them. All those animal sketches and little notes of what I'm craving to do at that moment, or even date of people's birthdays. Heh, because I'm forgetful like that. I'll be passing the books to my friend on Friday, my school's orientation day. Let us see how the next year's form ones look like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I actually swept and mopped the floor upstairs. Needed to burn off some calories. Then, went to One Utama with my mother and sister to walk around. Nothing was pretty enough for me. Hmm, had nasi lemak for brunch-ner. And boy it was scrumptious. Breakfast tomorrow should be purple cabbage. Yum yum! Went back home and got glued to the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been&amp;nbsp;perpetually&amp;nbsp;dizzy for the past few days but I can't seem to find a cure for it. :( I woke up this morning after a nightmare. What nightmare? 15 minutes into the BM paper, I just walked out without even finishing my first question without realizing it. When I was out of the hall I was numb, cold, and I burst into tears. "What the fuck did I just do? I questioned myself." And I failed my whole SPM that way with my Dad saying 'dai sei' (serves you right). I woke up instantly and tears wear streaming down my face.. Continued sleeping and I had another nightmare. This was kind of funny. I was baking with several juniors from Bestari (odd enough, I don't talk to any of them in reality) and suddenly the oven in my house exploded before I could click the off button. They died and I had to go tell their families that.. When I reach their house, they WERENT THE DEAD ONE. So I mistaken already. T_T Wth I didn't know who died but I mistaken TWICE. So I was baking with some person I didn't know who? Wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still dizzy. Gotta go fall asleep on my soft bed waiting for me now. Pray for no nightmare, loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2011 Resolutions:&lt;br /&gt;1. Get a pair of decent oxfords at a decent price please.&lt;br /&gt;2. Decide on which course I want to take.&lt;br /&gt;3. Every year: LOSE WEIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;4. Do well in my studies.&lt;br /&gt;5. Drive and visit other malls other than OU.&lt;br /&gt;6. Be nice to more people and be ready to meet new people.&lt;br /&gt;7. Still stay as close to my high school friends. :/&lt;br /&gt;8. Visit a new country/Guangzhou lolol.&lt;br /&gt;9. Take up a bloody sport.&lt;br /&gt;10. More munny please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, the RM10 job isn't available at the moment wtf. Mom say can help aunt at the grocery store at 4 bucks per hour. Who wants to do that. T_T I rather make juices in JuiceWorks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K bai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-2091614393801051760?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/2091614393801051760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=2091614393801051760&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/2091614393801051760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/2091614393801051760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2010/12/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-2908129416266308116</id><published>2010-12-22T13:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T13:10:45.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Retard :')&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-2908129416266308116?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/2908129416266308116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=2908129416266308116&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/2908129416266308116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/2908129416266308116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2010/12/retard.html' title=''/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-3920549188687584223</id><published>2010-12-15T11:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T11:16:39.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. I met a new best friend.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbqE64YWUL4/TBtNuMYRdeI/AAAAAAAABuI/JQrToP51HAE/s1600/test.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbqE64YWUL4/TBtNuMYRdeI/AAAAAAAABuI/JQrToP51HAE/s400/test.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;No, not Ahmad, its the one on the left. His name is Chocoman. He is very expensive. I hug him to sleep everyday.. When I'm sad or when I'm happy. He brings me sweet dreams wtf. Just kidding but yeah thats how much I love it, Chin-ah! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbqE64YWUL4/TQgotXK2KBI/AAAAAAAAB-0/rwJolptdbC8/s1600/63788_451110464752_661309752_5221256_8303392_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbqE64YWUL4/TQgotXK2KBI/AAAAAAAAB-0/rwJolptdbC8/s400/63788_451110464752_661309752_5221256_8303392_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Met the new and improved gang. They always the best. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbqE64YWUL4/THPYCfneSbI/AAAAAAAAB2M/GRHCcdf3Z2g/s1600/P7171902.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbqE64YWUL4/THPYCfneSbI/AAAAAAAAB2M/GRHCcdf3Z2g/s400/P7171902.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Bestfriend #1 - He's a damn good singer. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1206.snc4/155854_459306073174_672378174_5602303_4529439_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1206.snc4/155854_459306073174_672378174_5602303_4529439_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Bestfriend #2 - Uncle Kok. He's jealous of Bestfriend #1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kidding la, both of you are my bestfriends. :) Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made up with several friends and lost some too.. But we will leave it to God, whoever he decides to let me be friends again. :)) I'm quite happy that I'm okay with certain people again but I just don't know how to start talking again. Hmm, let that be the next step. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbqE64YWUL4/TDrZbSnB-TI/AAAAAAAABy8/IFPNBbqFE8A/s1600/P7111931.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbqE64YWUL4/TDrZbSnB-TI/AAAAAAAABy8/IFPNBbqFE8A/s400/P7111931.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs080.snc4/35343_445750416662_701331662_6012409_5636244_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs080.snc4/35343_445750416662_701331662_6012409_5636244_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Talked more to Ting and Tze. :) Hahaha! I look horrible in the two pictures above. ;( Anyway, I'm glad things are like how it used to be. Old times. :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Did more stupid stuff.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Like tripping down the stairs more often. Like thinking I was being ignored by people. Like. Being very very perasan and then ending up looking stupid, TWICE. -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But whether it was good or bad, I will always remember the stupid stuffs I did and laugh at them again! Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Am in the last year of high school.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This year was beeaautiful. No stupid fights. I mean, there was one, but that was not worth it. No huge dramas, and tons and tons of fun. The year flew by so fast, and we got to know each other better. I wish I could still talk to you guys and be in the same class though. :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1195.snc4/154795_10150105767522265_595562264_7212447_7852914_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1195.snc4/154795_10150105767522265_595562264_7212447_7852914_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;With part of Sam Gang. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs541.snc3/29651_447878482264_595562264_5629691_502403_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs541.snc3/29651_447878482264_595562264_5629691_502403_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Gaga pose! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I also met new juniors who are kind enough to let me tease and bully or just let me complain about my problems. There are some from last year alone and yes, they are the really best. Except conmen who can't stop conning me. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbqE64YWUL4/TOZW6YsYT7I/AAAAAAAAB-Q/0Jvb3X2nTGk/s1600/PB152270.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbqE64YWUL4/TOZW6YsYT7I/AAAAAAAAB-Q/0Jvb3X2nTGk/s400/PB152270.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Chin-ah, we haven't been talking much this year but yes, he is always there for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbqE64YWUL4/TQgvJmoMzxI/AAAAAAAAB-4/oHNwmHj0QGU/s1600/P7171945.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbqE64YWUL4/TQgvJmoMzxI/AAAAAAAAB-4/oHNwmHj0QGU/s400/P7171945.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;The retard whose there to con me, listen to me complain ALOT, &lt;i&gt;been through awkward moments cause of other people&lt;/i&gt;, whose been more retarded than me, who watched me do most stupid stuffs LOL. Jia Ming. Oh, and who is taller than me. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbqE64YWUL4/S-EoeyboRZI/AAAAAAAABoM/SUPcVLjZXWs/s1600/P5021943.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbqE64YWUL4/S-EoeyboRZI/AAAAAAAABoM/SUPcVLjZXWs/s400/P5021943.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Lester! :) Hahaha! Its funny how I think about him now. Me and Illi used to think he was cute when he first came to Bestari. Not anymore! Hahhahahaha! Rich kid's son. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbqE64YWUL4/S8lj2CYfYwI/AAAAAAAABjk/ry80To8atj4/s1600/P4161910.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbqE64YWUL4/S8lj2CYfYwI/AAAAAAAABjk/ry80To8atj4/s400/P4161910.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbqE64YWUL4/TQgwX2034GI/AAAAAAAAB-8/SUS0PWT039k/s1600/38615_149138878435996_100000196536536_448064_868_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbqE64YWUL4/TQgwX2034GI/AAAAAAAAB-8/SUS0PWT039k/s400/38615_149138878435996_100000196536536_448064_868_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Nathalie! I'm not going to see her anymore as she is going back to Kuching for good. :'( Our school needs more people like her. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbqE64YWUL4/TQgweDcVzUI/AAAAAAAAB_A/slHJNQRfkVA/s1600/39841_149139881769229_100000196536536_448111_8016853_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbqE64YWUL4/TQgweDcVzUI/AAAAAAAAB_A/slHJNQRfkVA/s400/39841_149139881769229_100000196536536_448111_8016853_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Debboi! ;) My Spongebob buddy! :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Improvised on my camwhore shots. &lt;/b&gt;(KIDDING.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbqE64YWUL4/TL11mH31t7I/AAAAAAAAB9k/QdK7ggn8Qnk/s1600/DSC05299.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbqE64YWUL4/TL11mH31t7I/AAAAAAAAB9k/QdK7ggn8Qnk/s400/DSC05299.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbqE64YWUL4/TK1B_b07uiI/AAAAAAAAB84/We4xdQ1AtAA/s1600/ahello.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbqE64YWUL4/TK1B_b07uiI/AAAAAAAAB84/We4xdQ1AtAA/s400/ahello.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbqE64YWUL4/TINWYUJkYQI/AAAAAAAAB7A/TE4MN8d24tQ/s1600/Snapshot_20100904_7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbqE64YWUL4/TINWYUJkYQI/AAAAAAAAB7A/TE4MN8d24tQ/s400/Snapshot_20100904_7.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbqE64YWUL4/THT1vfiME4I/AAAAAAAAB28/ObYlu0bXxoc/s1600/Untitled-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbqE64YWUL4/THT1vfiME4I/AAAAAAAAB28/ObYlu0bXxoc/s400/Untitled-1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbqE64YWUL4/TDsWZbwcIrI/AAAAAAAABzc/9AcLtiYg1bw/s1600/IMG_5615.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbqE64YWUL4/TDsWZbwcIrI/AAAAAAAABzc/9AcLtiYg1bw/s400/IMG_5615.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbqE64YWUL4/S78ERi9KWgI/AAAAAAAABjE/34zV26MoZTg/s1600/P4011892.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbqE64YWUL4/S78ERi9KWgI/AAAAAAAABjE/34zV26MoZTg/s400/P4011892.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbqE64YWUL4/S7m9xiWJmSI/AAAAAAAABi0/TioUbuH8btE/s1600/alala.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbqE64YWUL4/S7m9xiWJmSI/AAAAAAAABi0/TioUbuH8btE/s400/alala.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbqE64YWUL4/S3oV_nQk-sI/AAAAAAAABeg/bqINa-YbaKE/s1600/P2151854.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbqE64YWUL4/S3oV_nQk-sI/AAAAAAAABeg/bqINa-YbaKE/s400/P2151854.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbqE64YWUL4/S2a502DKCUI/AAAAAAAABa8/jpGm-2huzRU/s1600/oxygen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbqE64YWUL4/S2a502DKCUI/AAAAAAAABa8/jpGm-2huzRU/s400/oxygen.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Why am I so shameless? T_T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. Got into detention, TWICE.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbqE64YWUL4/S7MyqkDKvaI/AAAAAAAABis/sp_vAzGecxg/s1600/P3291923.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbqE64YWUL4/S7MyqkDKvaI/AAAAAAAABis/sp_vAzGecxg/s400/P3291923.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The first time was when all of us did not turn up for school. The whole of 5 Science 1 had to do detention. And holy shit, it was horrible. My hands hurt like hell. The 2nd time was because I was late to school too many times. -_- We were again made to write long essays but I am thankful it is not picking up plates of disgusting leftovers in the canteen. Experience to remember though.. Everyones like, omg Florence! Y U in detention?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Will continue with the others when I actually think of it! Got to go eat now and meet up with my girls soon! ;)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-3920549188687584223?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/3920549188687584223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=3920549188687584223&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/3920549188687584223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/3920549188687584223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2010/12/2010.html' title='2010'/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbqE64YWUL4/TBtNuMYRdeI/AAAAAAAABuI/JQrToP51HAE/s72-c/test.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-4129853811981794961</id><published>2010-12-13T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T01:13:44.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay. If you ask me how was SPM, it was okay. I felt that I did worse than my trials but oh god, please save me. Maybe it was due to the stress. I have been only sleeping for about three to four hours each day. Last minute studying. :(&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhow, the month of December seems like a great month to me! At least this month is. :) The after SPM was spent talking to my favourite people and eating my favourite food. Call me a fatty alright! Rekindled old friendships and talked like friends who just met. I like how things are now. Only that I need to bring it forward to hanging out with each other. Everyone is going everywhere to make up for their holidays which they skipped this year. UK, Canada, US, Australia while I'm stuck here.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cleaned my room the day after SPM and boy oh boy I can open a bookshop. :( Hm.. At least my shelves need not be filled with exercise books anymore. Swept the floor, mopped the floor, wiped my shelves and came across a box filled with things from my childhood. I have completely forgotten my memory box. I'm going to put my high school pictures in it now. Please dont fade, polaroid pictures. :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, I developed a very bad habit. Getting back into my gaming habits again. I have been lifelessly playing Maple AGAIN. FML. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay skip that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yesterday I went out with Ning. We did the usual stuffs but it felt good because I haven't been hanging out for about a month already.. Then we window shopped. SALES everywhere! I found nothing I like. Forever 21, however, the tank tops I loved, there were there for only RM20. I picked a few and Ning told me the line was long so I put them all back. Boohoo. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bought cookies and sweets and now I have a sweet stash in my room. This is so fattening. -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stuff I need to do:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) Wash my clothes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Tumblr&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) Catch up with Glee and HIMYM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) Shop for shorts and more pretty dresses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) Lose weight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) Get a gift for people who gave 40 ringgit gifts. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7) Work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8) Drive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9) Eat Tutti Frutti and all that crap people are saying its so good just cause they can hang out and go out anytime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10) Eat more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11) Eat and eat and eat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12) BUT ALSO LOSE WEIGHT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13) Travel to somewhere cold or the beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K, if you understand, you understand. If you don't you don't. Just needed to let everything out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not a kid anymore. I know how to think but I may not still understand some stuff. I am worried for you Dad. I'm worried about a lot of things but I can't say out.. If I tell anyone also, they'll just say, "Don't worry la, things will get better soon." It doesn't look like its getting better, they just don't know how it feels like because it seems like they come from a family so perfect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BAH. Still not letting everything out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-4129853811981794961?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/4129853811981794961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=4129853811981794961&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/4129853811981794961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/4129853811981794961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2010/12/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-5956966684307154752</id><published>2010-12-09T23:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T23:25:41.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello. I am alive! After so many papers, and I am free from all that torture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) Ok bai, more updates to come about life soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the fun begin!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-5956966684307154752?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/5956966684307154752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=5956966684307154752&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/5956966684307154752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/5956966684307154752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2010/12/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-911827861359311465</id><published>2010-11-25T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T23:37:17.622+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memes'/><title type='text'>Tonight.</title><content type='html'>Hello fellow fifth formers! (must try to sound smart now wtf)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How was your papers? Did you feel good about it? I don't seem confident for all my papers but for all I know, BM paper was good. It actually made me smile. Now I know the benifits of chocolate. English was. Well.. English. Then it was History. Tips from the internet, from the facilitator wasn't thaaaaaaat accurate. I received a different tip in the form of an SMS and it was true! Most of it came out but then, I didn't study everything because I followed what other schools predicted. Thank god the whole Malaysia is with me. (I hope.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days have been rough. Family awkward moments. Waking up at 4am to study. Falling asleep after reading 5 pages of History. Thinking about the future. Having nightmares about my History paper..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly feel so tired of all this shit happening. I can only ask why? Why do my parents nag at each other? Mom fell sick on the day she was being a cranky woman. Very sick. But she is now healing, but still being bitchy. I hop up the car after school, and Dad says stuff like, AYOOO she think I go where, and starts yapping. I just really want to stay away most of the time. Like maybe disappear for a while. No point telling anyone cause all they have is a happy and supported family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel good whenever I am in school. :) Whenever I am there with friends. On Monday, we went to Pappa Rich. Today too. I laughed so hard, smiled and studied like a mad woman. We are already making plans for after exam and I got all excited when Illi mentioned karaoke! Hoho! But two more weeks seem so far but yet so close! Hurry up and come already, beeesh! I thought of crashing when I come home from school today but I found out I have tuition. Horrible, but thank god it was only 1 class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home and practically died because it was raining. It felt so goood! Which explains, why I am going off soon. To pay off my sleep debt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up to eat dinner and my cousins were over. Talked to them about Europe, watched TV with them and my cousin ask me to chill. Hahaha! Scared ah! He too smart for me to catch up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck everyone, and hang in there! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-911827861359311465?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/911827861359311465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=911827861359311465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/911827861359311465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/911827861359311465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2010/11/tonight.html' title='Tonight.'/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-1803988715929058125</id><published>2010-11-22T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T16:37:01.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lca2f0ave71qc5mbso1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lca2f0ave71qc5mbso1_500.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-1803988715929058125?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/1803988715929058125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=1803988715929058125&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/1803988715929058125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/1803988715929058125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2010/11/ill-be-back-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2187425402725889164.post-5812845156896202671</id><published>2010-11-20T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T20:56:10.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep it inside.</title><content type='html'>Like Lester said before, hold on, keep it in. I AM KEEPING IT IN, and I'm afraid that is what is going to destroy me. Or rather, if not cured, this whole family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody hell, people here stressing about exam you bitch about us not giving enough in everything. We do, just that you don't see it. Maybe you only see it in that nephew of yours you take care of. And yes, I can go marry the computer now. Whatever you say, ma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study so much also no use right? You say one what! You want me to become this person who serves noodles at the noodle stall! When I say I don't want to go to TAR you scold! You say things in a very annoying loud tone and you say, "People not scolding you, just teaching you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do this do that also cannot! What you want us to do? Be a statue in front of you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know, you're not the only one suffering in the family. All of us are - with the money issues, with your health. We're acting as if it's okay and we're one happy family when we're not. And you pushed my button too hard this time. But I know I still have many years to go with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to keep my tears in during dinner was so hard, I could barely eat. I just sat and tried to swallow my urge to burst into tears. And here I am, crying my eyeballs out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STRESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder if we could go back to those carefree days about 6 years ago, where family was what matters the most.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2187425402725889164-5812845156896202671?l=threatsandfrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/feeds/5812845156896202671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2187425402725889164&amp;postID=5812845156896202671&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/5812845156896202671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2187425402725889164/posts/default/5812845156896202671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threatsandfrets.blogspot.com/2010/11/keep-it-inside.html' title='Keep it inside.'/><author><name>Florence Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04236528177060739154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhf_tqWt-0A/TeAycxYSlEI/AAAAAAAACCQ/fPhc7NVlknU/s220/IMG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
