<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6979983219212038922</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Tue, 22 Dec 2009 21:20:19 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Tiramissyou~~</title><description></description><link>http://kelzdreamer.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Kelz)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>86</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6979983219212038922.post-1264597755409391347</guid><pubDate>Wed, 09 Dec 2009 10:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-09T19:23:31.134+08:00</atom:updated><title>The White Season~</title><description>Christmas is coming and the colour to represent Christmas is always white. I don't know why, just that we often heard people saying the white Christmas. Maybe the feel of this festive should be in places where there is snow. But i once heard from my friend it is the combination of red and green. So what do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My final exam will finish on 24 December. I'm so happy because it has been two year i did not join my friends to have fun during Christmas day. Everywhere is decorated nicely during this festive, they even have fake tree, fake pressies, and even fake Santa Clause (yea i know there is no such things as a real Santa). O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/Sx-GBSZ2RFI/AAAAAAAACjI/GrgCr9i6BAo/s1600-h/DSC07996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/Sx-GBSZ2RFI/AAAAAAAACjI/GrgCr9i6BAo/s400/DSC07996.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413192633800868946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken this pic while doing a survey at OSIM. This semester been a really challenging sem, every week i have an individual presentation on OSIM company based on the question my lecturer gave. Everyone have to choose a company to do their presentation and I'm really glad the presentations is finally over. Although is tough but i really had a great time knowing new friends and get used to it to present individually. This is the purposed our lecturer trying to train us before we step into working environment next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally represent you Bear cousie, Chubby~~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/Sx-INqfwecI/AAAAAAAACjg/-pw46yKJ8p0/s1600-h/DSC07647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/Sx-INqfwecI/AAAAAAAACjg/-pw46yKJ8p0/s400/DSC07647.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413195045449791938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A white carpet and is not chubby at all. :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979983219212038922-1264597755409391347?l=kelzdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kelzdreamer.blogspot.com/2009/12/white-season.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kelz)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/Sx-GBSZ2RFI/AAAAAAAACjI/GrgCr9i6BAo/s72-c/DSC07996.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6979983219212038922.post-3059596571525398241</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Nov 2009 14:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-25T22:59:21.422+08:00</atom:updated><title>Nobody</title><description>There are 2 Korean song that is very popular now. I came to know about this groups from Ken. Yup, i also surprise he's into Korean song. Usually he will listen to Mandarin or Cantonese song only. I really like this group Wonder Girls and they sing this song "Nobody". Their song and dance movement (I doubt i will be dancing that in public. -_-''' ) is really popular now and their MV is really great too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="295" height="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3cspKsfe3VY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3cspKsfe3VY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="440" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While another group is Girls Generation and the song they sing is "Gee". Although this song is very popular too but i don't really like it. Maybe is their voice too girly for me. I prefer singer with mature tone when singing. Just upload it here, who knows you might like it. ;)    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="295" height="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y_lIWIQHHGc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y_lIWIQHHGc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="440" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979983219212038922-3059596571525398241?l=kelzdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kelzdreamer.blogspot.com/2009/11/nobody.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kelz)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6979983219212038922.post-313005972373362771</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Nov 2009 03:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-21T13:14:52.100+08:00</atom:updated><title>Birthdays in Advance~</title><description>Yesterday went out with friends to celebrate three November babies birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SwNwygYkC_I/AAAAAAAACiA/hc_2RtuIpp0/s1600/DSC07947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SwNwygYkC_I/AAAAAAAACiA/hc_2RtuIpp0/s400/DSC07947.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405287990763457522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~Sin Lin, Calvin and Jolene~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SwNxJZxL62I/AAAAAAAACiI/7RkPh-0VT10/s1600/DSC07946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SwNxJZxL62I/AAAAAAAACiI/7RkPh-0VT10/s400/DSC07946.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405288384124676962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was a really nice cake Maye bought for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SwdzZ8yGP3I/AAAAAAAACio/TGxHaI361oI/s1600/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 342px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SwdzZ8yGP3I/AAAAAAAACio/TGxHaI361oI/s400/untitled.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406416767331745650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me with the birthday babies~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SwdrBiKP1RI/AAAAAAAACiQ/KKiw5nF2VcM/s1600/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SwdrBiKP1RI/AAAAAAAACiQ/KKiw5nF2VcM/s400/untitled.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406407551775397138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With them celebrating their birthday at Uncle John~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/Swd2hKBo8vI/AAAAAAAACi4/Mygec5WG0uU/s1600/DSC07969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/Swd2hKBo8vI/AAAAAAAACi4/Mygec5WG0uU/s400/DSC07969.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406420189680562930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Calvin smoking a cigar....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/Swd2tKV_KPI/AAAAAAAACjA/AyTuUYNmOrA/s1600/DSC07968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/Swd2tKV_KPI/AAAAAAAACjA/AyTuUYNmOrA/s400/DSC07968.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406420395924334834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeap a chocolate cigar. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/Swd13SSbShI/AAAAAAAACiw/QYH-9Ypxac4/s1600/uncle+john+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/Swd13SSbShI/AAAAAAAACiw/QYH-9Ypxac4/s400/uncle+john+026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406419470343948818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Although is just a small gathering but everyone is having so much fun being together. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979983219212038922-313005972373362771?l=kelzdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kelzdreamer.blogspot.com/2009/11/birthdays-in-advance.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kelz)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SwNwygYkC_I/AAAAAAAACiA/hc_2RtuIpp0/s72-c/DSC07947.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6979983219212038922.post-411892793463627406</guid><pubDate>Tue, 17 Nov 2009 05:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-19T19:28:46.419+08:00</atom:updated><title>My 4 months in KL</title><description>I really had a great time while doing my internship in Kuala Lumpur (KL). Every week there was something fun to do. I really miss the moment. Not because i don't love Malacca, is just that being alone here is too boring for me since all my siblings and cousies are in KL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SwI2DJnbGYI/AAAAAAAACgk/DKGavBs9qQw/s1600/DSC06844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SwI2DJnbGYI/AAAAAAAACgk/DKGavBs9qQw/s400/DSC06844.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404941930546796930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the lobby of the company I'm working for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SwI2Qpjh3LI/AAAAAAAACgs/N_MTypBx5Gc/s1600/DSC06843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SwI2Qpjh3LI/AAAAAAAACgs/N_MTypBx5Gc/s400/DSC06843.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404942162458696882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The department where I work. The place is full of files files files files -_-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SwI2iIYDTtI/AAAAAAAACg0/HLcT2oLZM8Y/s1600/DSC07557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SwI2iIYDTtI/AAAAAAAACg0/HLcT2oLZM8Y/s400/DSC07557.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404942462789832402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every week hang around at shopping malls with little sis. Exploring the places is really nice, love the stores, the boutiques, cinema and all the shop where they are selling nice food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next,&lt;br /&gt;While attending clients at JW Mariott Hotel, my cousin bring me to explore the place where they sell the most expensive brand here such as LV and Chanel. Even the foods and a bottle of mineral water can cost you a tons. Mygosh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SwI3PNJXsoI/AAAAAAAAChA/GbQlMCQjldE/s1600/DSC06880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SwI3PNJXsoI/AAAAAAAAChA/GbQlMCQjldE/s400/DSC06880.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404943237164544642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The ugliest looking but yummy dessert treated by cousie while attending clients. While he have something nicer for himself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SwI4PwHCslI/AAAAAAAAChI/27KLimV4zIA/s1600/DSC06883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SwI4PwHCslI/AAAAAAAAChI/27KLimV4zIA/s400/DSC06883.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404944346061648466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Scallops and Big Prawns. T_T i should have order this too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SwI4sEDD8HI/AAAAAAAAChQ/oHvNgPuDHns/s1600/DSC06804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SwI4sEDD8HI/AAAAAAAAChQ/oHvNgPuDHns/s400/DSC06804.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404944832449998962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While going back home after work :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a chance to get a free make up and photoshot by Shu Uemura. :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SwI5XINT6oI/AAAAAAAAChY/3MAn1Qcwhe4/s1600/DSC06924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SwI5XINT6oI/AAAAAAAAChY/3MAn1Qcwhe4/s400/DSC06924.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404945572301105794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SwI5irwJ7nI/AAAAAAAAChg/NPU-r96Xvqs/s1600/DSC06927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SwI5irwJ7nI/AAAAAAAAChg/NPU-r96Xvqs/s400/DSC06927.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404945770821054066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love how they did my hair~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SwI5rh5HydI/AAAAAAAACho/h0D4CGsrH9k/s1600/DSC06945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SwI5rh5HydI/AAAAAAAACho/h0D4CGsrH9k/s400/DSC06945.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404945922793130450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Love the blue eye shadow :D but too bad the fake eye lashes they took it back after the photoshot. :( It was a nice one. All this photos was after the photoshot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way I got a free A4 size photo for myself :D but no scanner so don't bother to upload already. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......................&lt;br /&gt;From now onwards Bear will be staying with me. Yeah~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SwI8D5zweII/AAAAAAAACh4/HkoumKnGfHM/s1600/DSC07877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SwI8D5zweII/AAAAAAAACh4/HkoumKnGfHM/s400/DSC07877.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404948540553197698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979983219212038922-411892793463627406?l=kelzdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kelzdreamer.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-4-months-in-kl.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kelz)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SwI2DJnbGYI/AAAAAAAACgk/DKGavBs9qQw/s72-c/DSC06844.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6979983219212038922.post-4248224310825348239</guid><pubDate>Mon, 16 Nov 2009 03:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-16T11:29:14.984+08:00</atom:updated><title>Super Kawaii</title><description>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SwDG0nURFyI/AAAAAAAACgc/Jfp_VZkr0QU/s1600/DSC07925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SwDG0nURFyI/AAAAAAAACgc/Jfp_VZkr0QU/s400/DSC07925.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404538160054081314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;XOXO ~~&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/6979983219212038922-4248224310825348239?l=kelzdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kelzdreamer.blogspot.com/2009/11/super-kawaii.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kelz)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SwDG0nURFyI/AAAAAAAACgc/Jfp_VZkr0QU/s72-c/DSC07925.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6979983219212038922.post-6405833989529018703</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Nov 2009 14:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-10T03:38:35.474+08:00</atom:updated><title>Together again~</title><description>Just to update on my long neglected blog. I have a lotz of stuff i wanted to share it here but been delaying on it and end up forgetting bout it. Reason?? LAZYYYYYY!!!&lt;br /&gt;OK for most of my friends out there, just for your information Ken is back to Malaysia. Yes we are still together after a year long and the good news is he will be settle down in Malaysia and won't be going back to Japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many up and down when we are separated miles away. There is even the moment where we almost given up on each others because of so many problem. Now i understand why most of the LDR didn't work out. The biggest problem will always be communication (either lack of it or not is the same) and also the moment we are not there for each others when we needed it the most. One year is still ok for me but if more than that i don't know what will happened to us by then. It will sure creates a big SHOCK to our families and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm really glad we are together again, because the moment we saw each other, the same old feeling is back. We have learn to appreciate each others more and to understand each other more too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/Svgx6JGh05I/AAAAAAAACgU/1pAffIvqs24/s1600-h/DSC02368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/Svgx6JGh05I/AAAAAAAACgU/1pAffIvqs24/s400/DSC02368.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402122627976385426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979983219212038922-6405833989529018703?l=kelzdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kelzdreamer.blogspot.com/2009/11/together-again.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kelz)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/Svgx6JGh05I/AAAAAAAACgU/1pAffIvqs24/s72-c/DSC02368.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6979983219212038922.post-4147766467024620598</guid><pubDate>Mon, 26 Oct 2009 14:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-26T22:26:27.488+08:00</atom:updated><title>Jumpy Day</title><description>My gosh it was really a jumpy day for me. I started my new semester today and this week is my industrial training presentation week too. All i wanted to said is my supervisor miss out me. T_T&lt;br /&gt;In a very very last minutes she call me up and said, she have left me out and actually today is  the presentation day. Thank god i have prepared the slides and everything and the only things i haven't prepared is my practice for this presentation. So i just got about 1 and a half hour to practice and I was so so so nervous. Luckily everything is over now and i think i done it quite well too. All thanks to Melissa for informing me about the presentation schedule she received from our supervisor (because she noticed my name was not in it), then only i send an email to my supervisor on Sunday and she received it 3 hours before my presentation -_-'''.&lt;br /&gt;You are my life saviour Mel. Luv ya. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;After the presentation we went to have some drinks with my another friend, Jay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979983219212038922-4147766467024620598?l=kelzdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kelzdreamer.blogspot.com/2009/10/jumpy-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kelz)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6979983219212038922.post-7516533180910607206</guid><pubDate>Mon, 19 Oct 2009 22:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-02T15:47:51.204+08:00</atom:updated><title>Cloudy with a chance of Meatballs</title><description>Have you guys watches this animated movie "&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;Cloudy with a chance of meatballs&lt;/span&gt;" ?&lt;br /&gt;It was awesome. This movie is so so so so so so NICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/Stze9ViEA-I/AAAAAAAACfU/NQca6lQryIg/s1600-h/Cloudy+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394431599016412130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/Stze9ViEA-I/AAAAAAAACfU/NQca6lQryIg/s400/Cloudy+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5xqjxUSGuMI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5xqjxUSGuMI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="440" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the weird thing is, in Malaysia this movie is not really promoted. Only selected cinema have this movie. It's kind of sad. When i asked my sis or friends to join me for this movie, they giving me a doubt faces. End up, i watch it with my lil' sis (that also force by me to go along) -_-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/StzfR0tPq3I/AAAAAAAACfk/ineAei9O1tA/s1600-h/Cloudy+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394431950982196082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/StzfR0tPq3I/AAAAAAAACfk/ineAei9O1tA/s400/Cloudy+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This animated movie beaten the box office of &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,51,0)"&gt;"Surrogates"&lt;/span&gt; in overseas.&lt;br /&gt;Even my lil' sis, not a fans of animation fell for this movie. She love it so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/StzfOpxiI8I/AAAAAAAACfc/gJVYkF3QDxs/s1600-h/Cloudy+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394431896507786178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 170px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/StzfOpxiI8I/AAAAAAAACfc/gJVYkF3QDxs/s400/Cloudy+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was one of this animation movie too "&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;Coraline&lt;/span&gt;". I've been waiting for it so long after i watch it trailers in cinema. End up, i found out that "&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;Coraline&lt;/span&gt;" did not release in Malaysia. (Feels like banging my head on the wall) If this movie is not release in Malaysia, then don't show the trailers in the cinema la. Give me fake hope only. I really don't know what happened, they released Coraline in Singapore but not in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/Stzq88nm-CI/AAAAAAAACf8/FJfVcul3KxI/s1600-h/coraline2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394444786468321314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/Stzq88nm-CI/AAAAAAAACf8/FJfVcul3KxI/s400/coraline2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/Stzrgan-xwI/AAAAAAAACgM/GVhpw9SEV9g/s1600-h/coraline4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394445395818366722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/Stzrgan-xwI/AAAAAAAACgM/GVhpw9SEV9g/s400/coraline4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have watches "&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;The Nightmare before Christmas&lt;/span&gt;" before and you like it, then i think you will like this movie "Coraline" too. If I'm not mistaken, it is from the same creator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/Stzrb4DXy5I/AAAAAAAACgE/oqE-aWFnOPw/s1600-h/coraline3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394445317818534802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/Stzrb4DXy5I/AAAAAAAACgE/oqE-aWFnOPw/s400/coraline3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="295" height="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LO3n67BQvh0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LO3n67BQvh0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="440" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go watch "Cloudy with a chance of meatballs" it is highly recommended and about "Coraline" go download yourself or TRY to get the DVD's (It so hard to find the DVD of this animated movie). Enjoy~ :)&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/6979983219212038922-7516533180910607206?l=kelzdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kelzdreamer.blogspot.com/2009/10/cloudy-with-chance-of-meatballs_20.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kelz)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/Stze9ViEA-I/AAAAAAAACfU/NQca6lQryIg/s72-c/Cloudy+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6979983219212038922.post-1546635572166231170</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Sep 2009 12:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-02T20:17:30.563+08:00</atom:updated><title>The lost of Yoshito Usui.</title><description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SsXMuoRfwhI/AAAAAAAACfM/reTtQCdDpKg/s1600-h/shin2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387937630675517970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 348px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SsXMuoRfwhI/AAAAAAAACfM/reTtQCdDpKg/s400/shin2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Mygosh...&lt;br /&gt;Yoshito Usui, from this name i think most people didn't know about him. Well, he is the creator of Crayon Shin Chan. It was so sad to hear about his death because this comic, Crayon Shin Chan was my all time favourite comics beside Doraemon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Yes, Yoshito Usui is D-E-A-D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;When i first heard about his news, it was like something hard hits on my head. I was like OH NOOOOOOOO... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have been reading Crayon Shin Chan since i was in my primary school time. This comic books never fail to bring laughter into me. But its' already GONE forever without any ending just like Doraemon story too. At least there is someone who end the story for Doraemon nicely and i think it was a great one too.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoshito Usui news can be found &lt;a href="http://www.animenewsnetwork.com/news/2009-09-20/body-identified-as-crayon-shin-chan-yoshito-usui"&gt;here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Although he is gone but he left a great creation of comics to everyone. For whoever never read about this comic before you can try to buy one copy of Crayon Shin Chan and i bet you won't regret of reading it. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979983219212038922-1546635572166231170?l=kelzdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kelzdreamer.blogspot.com/2009/09/lost-of-yoshito-usui.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kelz)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SsXMuoRfwhI/AAAAAAAACfM/reTtQCdDpKg/s72-c/shin2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6979983219212038922.post-7532610032796952056</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Sep 2009 08:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-13T17:24:53.082+08:00</atom:updated><title>Family Trip 2009</title><description>Every year as usual, me and my big bunch of families have went somewhere for holidays. This year we chosen to go  Cherating, Kuantan for a relax holiday than oversea since our own country is a very nice places for family trip and it is a tourism attraction places too. Guess what, I'm the organiser of the trip too. UNBELIEVABLE?? Yea me too but thank god it was succesfull and everyone is quite please with it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SqytEyNrbsI/AAAAAAAACdc/DxTrwDyG3l0/s1600-h/DSC07570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SqytEyNrbsI/AAAAAAAACdc/DxTrwDyG3l0/s400/DSC07570.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380865952511127234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Batu Caves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yup, this is Batu Caves. This is one of the places we visited before heading to Cherating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/Sqytv_Rj_3I/AAAAAAAACdk/OWsW6b64_-0/s1600-h/DSC07573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/Sqytv_Rj_3I/AAAAAAAACdk/OWsW6b64_-0/s400/DSC07573.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380866694751453042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me trying to climb up the stair but chicken out at the 20th steps. T_T Is too high up and the problem is I'm not wearing a sneakers. I don't know what happened to me every time when i went for a trip. I NEVER once wear a sneakers. Just like &lt;a href="http://kelzdreamer.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html"&gt;last year&lt;/a&gt; holiday trip to Thailand. I wear a wedges to explore in a communist hideout. Mygosh. Luckily i never fall to my death. (Choi choi choi) At least now i'm wearing a sandals huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SqywM_XbRwI/AAAAAAAACds/IaFjKc1xILw/s1600-h/DSC07566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SqywM_XbRwI/AAAAAAAACds/IaFjKc1xILw/s400/DSC07566.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380869392015509250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This year we got a cap instead of a shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/Sqyy8FySI4I/AAAAAAAACd0/sPT18Ynrb7E/s1600-h/DSC07579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/Sqyy8FySI4I/AAAAAAAACd0/sPT18Ynrb7E/s400/DSC07579.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380872400215876482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After reaching Cherating, we check in our rooms and on every bed there is beautiful flower on it.&lt;br /&gt;Dunno what it is mean thou. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SqyzZ18BbHI/AAAAAAAACd8/AwzJO_Abm3o/s1600-h/DSC07590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SqyzZ18BbHI/AAAAAAAACd8/AwzJO_Abm3o/s400/DSC07590.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380872911357832306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Holiday Villa, the resort we choose to stay. The resort divided into two type of rooms. This is their resort suit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/Sqyz8bC0PoI/AAAAAAAACeE/yvh4h4lTzRY/s1600-h/DSC07623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/Sqyz8bC0PoI/AAAAAAAACeE/yvh4h4lTzRY/s400/DSC07623.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380873505433992834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While this is the chalet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone been wanting to stay in a chalet but it has been fixed by the hotel staff. They been picking randomly who to stay at the suit and who to stay at the chalet. Guess what?? I got the chalet. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/Sqy1I5JAPOI/AAAAAAAACeM/RTtlOPBpbV0/s1600-h/DSC07618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/Sqy1I5JAPOI/AAAAAAAACeM/RTtlOPBpbV0/s400/DSC07618.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380874819183066338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/Sqy2GHRslgI/AAAAAAAACeU/OmiblpP6Lbo/s1600-h/DSC07588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/Sqy2GHRslgI/AAAAAAAACeU/OmiblpP6Lbo/s400/DSC07588.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380875870949643778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the restaurant at the beach where we having our BBQ dinner. (Forgot to take bbq dinner pic, aiks T_T)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beside enjoying at Cherating, on our last day we went to Bukit Tinggi too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/Sqy3_ZXbdpI/AAAAAAAACes/jbHRcYBnt7g/s1600-h/DSC07637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/Sqy3_ZXbdpI/AAAAAAAACes/jbHRcYBnt7g/s400/DSC07637.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380877954569696914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All the while i have seen friends taking picture from the same scenery and i thought they went Macau or some where overseas. But i was totally wrong. It was just a local places in Malaysia. -_-''' Bukit Tinggi is also known as France Village. The buildings is all made in France style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/Sqy4mbEaG8I/AAAAAAAACe0/MHDjbIrDc0g/s1600-h/DSC07626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/Sqy4mbEaG8I/AAAAAAAACe0/MHDjbIrDc0g/s400/DSC07626.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380878625041685442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was beautiful~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/Sqy5uaaNofI/AAAAAAAACe8/SxzBr4-QKkU/s1600-h/DSC07632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 153px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/Sqy5uaaNofI/AAAAAAAACe8/SxzBr4-QKkU/s400/DSC07632.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380879861815288306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, we end our family trip. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979983219212038922-7532610032796952056?l=kelzdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kelzdreamer.blogspot.com/2009/09/family-trip-2009.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kelz)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SqytEyNrbsI/AAAAAAAACdc/DxTrwDyG3l0/s72-c/DSC07570.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>30</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6979983219212038922.post-3806838900174065351</guid><pubDate>Tue, 18 Aug 2009 02:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-18T14:50:54.010+08:00</atom:updated><title>Stray Dog VS Pet Dog</title><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have been staying at my sis house during my internship. Recently there was this stray dog who gave birth to seven pups under my sis car. After seeing the condition of the dogs, we call up SPCA. Guess what the SPCA staff told us. They said "Ya, we can come and bring the dog to SPCA, after collecting the dogs what we can do is just put the dogs to sleep." Wtf How can they do this??? Mygosh.. Those pups are just barely 1 week old. Base on what i found from their website, things is so different from what they said. This is the information i found...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;"Surrendering Your Pet"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;We receive almost 600-700 animals a month here in our Shelter, and we do not have the space or resources to keep all of them. We will try our very best to get these animals re-homed but please understand that due to the amount of animals we receive, we are not able to accommodate all for long periods of time. Please be aware that if your surrendered animal is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;injured, falls ill, has behavioral problems or does not find a home after a certain period of time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;there is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;a high chance of it being put to sleep based on the discretion of  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;the vets."]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The stray dog and pups we found has &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;NO&lt;/span&gt; injured and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;NO&lt;/span&gt; sickness at all, and its' behaviour is better than some of the pet dogs. After all they did not even try to find a home for those pups and this is the decision they told us what they gonna do after they come and collect the dogs. After hearing what the SPCA people said, we decided to let the dog and pups where it belongs. Sometimes my sis and the neighbour next door will feed the dogs some foods since we also have a pet dog.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Everything was fine till some stupid neighbours call up dunno what societies and they caught the female dog and all the pups just like that. The heart wrenching part was the male dog was left uncaught and every night its been crying searching for its family.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Why those people is so cruel.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Don't you feel very lucky now huh, Bear??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SopMRqDSbxI/AAAAAAAACdM/QxXE-owG1NM/s1600-h/DSC06692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SopMRqDSbxI/AAAAAAAACdM/QxXE-owG1NM/s400/DSC06692.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371189371822305042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Showing innocent faces -_-'''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979983219212038922-3806838900174065351?l=kelzdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kelzdreamer.blogspot.com/2009/07/stray-dog-vs-pet-dog.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kelz)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SopMRqDSbxI/AAAAAAAACdM/QxXE-owG1NM/s72-c/DSC06692.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6979983219212038922.post-426184580151182764</guid><pubDate>Wed, 29 Jul 2009 14:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-30T09:43:59.409+08:00</atom:updated><title>Cupid Story</title><description>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Ever wonder what is Cupid story about?? Here it is, found it while google on the internet. I just copy and paste the story from wikipedia. Whoever love good story, here is one of it. Enjoy and i bet you won't regret by reading it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(Warning: Long story)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Envious and jealous of the beauty of a mortal girl named Psyche, Venus asks her son Cupid (known to the Greeks as Eros) to use his golden arrows while she's asleep so that when Psyche awakes, Venus (Aphrodite to Greeks) would have already placed a vile creature for her to fall in love with. Cupid finally agrees to her commands after a long (and losing) debate. So as he flies to her room at night, he turns himself invisible so no eyes can see him fly in through her window. He takes pity on her for she was born too beautiful for her own safety. As he slowly approaches, careful not to make a sound, he gets one of his golden arrows ready. He leans over her while she is asleep and before he can scratch her shoulder with the arrow, she awakens, it startles him for she looks right into his eyes (even though he is invisible). This causes him to scratch himself with his arrow, falling deeply in love with her. He can't continue his mission for every passing second he finds it more appalling, he reports back to Venus shortly later and this enrages her, she places a curse on Psyche that keeps her from meeting a suitable husband (or any husband at that). As she does this, it upsets Cupid greatly, for as long as that curse stays on Psyche, he will no longer shoot arrows, which will cause Venus' temple to fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally after months of no one (man or animal) falling in love, marriages, or mating, the Earth starts to grow old, which causes a concern to Venus for nobody praises her for Cupid's actions. This finally gets her to agree to listen to Cupid's demands. She gave him one thing to have his own way and that one thing he desired was Psyche. Being upset, Venus finally agrees to his demands only if he begins work immediately. He accepts the offer and takes off, shooting his golden arrows as fast as he ever could, then everything was restored to the way it should be, people fell in love and got married, animals far and wide would mate, and the Earth began to look young again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When all continue to admire and praise Psyche's beauty, but none desire her as a wife, Psyche's parents consult an oracle, which tells them to leave Psyche on the nearest mountain, for her beauty is so great that she is not meant for (mortal) man. Terrified, they have no choice but to follow the oracle's instructions. But then Zephyrus, the west wind, carries Psyche away to a fair valley and a magnificent palace where she is attended by invisible servants until night falls and in the darkness of night the promised bridegroom arrives and the marriage is consummated. Cupid visits her every night to sleep with her, but demands that she never lights any lamps, since he does not want her to know who he is until the time is right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cupid allows Zephyrus to take Psyche back to her sisters and bring all three down to the palace during the day, but warns that Psyche should not listen to any argument that she should try to discover his true form. The two jealous sisters tell Psyche, then pregnant with Cupid's child, that rumor is that she had married a great and terrible serpent who would devour her and her unborn child when the time came for it to be fed. They urge Psyche to conceal a knife and oil lamp in the bedchamber, to wait till her husband was asleep, and then to light the lamp and slay him at once if it is as they said. Psyche sadly follows their advice. In the light of the lamp Psyche recognizes the fair form on the bed as the god Cupid himself. However, she accidentally pricks herself with an arrow, and is consumed with desire for her husband. She begins to kiss him, but as she does, a drop of oil falls from her lamp onto Cupid's shoulder and wakes him. He flies away, and she falls from the window to the ground, sick at heart.&lt;br /&gt;Psyche then finds herself in the city where one of her jealous elder sisters live. She tells her what had happened, then tricks her sister into believing that Cupid has chosen her as a wife instead. She later meets her other sister and deceives her likewise. Each returns to the top of the peak and jumps down eagerly, but Zephyrus does not bear them and they fall to their deaths at the base of the mountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psyche searches far and wide for her lover, finally stumbling into a temple where everything is in slovenly disarray. As Psyche is sorting and clearing, Ceres appears, but refuses any help beyond advising Psyche that she must call directly on Venus, the jealous shrew who caused all the problems in the first place. Psyche next calls on Juno in her temple, but Juno, superior as always, gives her the same advice. So Psyche finds a temple to Venus and enters it. Venus orders Psyche to separate all the grains in a large basket of mixed kinds before nightfall. An ant takes pity on Psyche and with its ant companions separates the grains for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venus is outraged at her success and tells her to go to a field where golden sheep graze and get some golden wool. A river-god tells Psyche that the sheep are vicious and strong and will kill her, but if she waits until noontime, the sheep will go to the shade on the other side of the field and sleep; she can then pick the wool that sticks to the branches and bark of the trees. Venus next asks for water flowing from a cleft that is impossible for a mortal to attain and is also guarded by great serpents. This time an eagle performs the task for Psyche. Venus, outraged at Psyche's survival, claims that the stress of caring for her son, made depressed and ill as a result of Psyche's lack of faith, has caused her to lose some of her beauty. Psyche is to go to the Underworld and ask the queen of the Underworld to place a bit of her beauty in a box that Venus had given to Psyche. Psyche decides that the quickest way to the Underworld is to throw herself off some high place and die and so she climbs to the top of a tower. But the tower itself speaks to her and tells her the route that will allow her to enter the Underworld alive and return again, as well as telling her how to get past Cerberus by giving the three-headed dog a small cake; how to avoid other dangers on the way there and back; and most importantly, to eat nothing but coarse bread in the underworld, as eating anything else would trap her there forever. Psyche follows the orders precisely, rejecting all but bread while beneath the Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However when Psyche has left the Underworld, she decides to open the box and take a little bit of the beauty for herself. Inside, she can see no beauty; instead an infernal sleep arises from the box and overcomes her. Cupid (Eros), who had forgiven Psyche, flies to her, wipes the sleep from her face, puts it back in the box, and sends her back on her way. Then Cupid flies to Mount Olympus and begs Jupiter (Zeus), to aid them. Jupiter calls a full and formal council of the gods and declares that it is his will that Cupid marry Psyche. Jupiter then has Psyche fetched to Mount Olympus, and gives her a drink made from Ambrosia, granting her immortality. Begrudgingly, Venus and Psyche forgive each other.&lt;br /&gt;Psyche and Cupid's daughter was Voluptas or Delight, the goddess of "sensual pleasures", whose Latin name means "pleasure" or "bliss".]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SnD1AcVjo8I/AAAAAAAACdE/TNq7lPjcOKM/s1600-h/PsycheabductedbyCupid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SnD1AcVjo8I/AAAAAAAACdE/TNq7lPjcOKM/s400/PsycheabductedbyCupid.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364056544153674690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979983219212038922-426184580151182764?l=kelzdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kelzdreamer.blogspot.com/2009/07/cupid-story.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kelz)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SnD1AcVjo8I/AAAAAAAACdE/TNq7lPjcOKM/s72-c/PsycheabductedbyCupid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6979983219212038922.post-5582009270478455177</guid><pubDate>Fri, 10 Jul 2009 11:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-11T17:26:52.143+08:00</atom:updated><title>Amigo</title><description>This is just a short update before i went for my internship. Guess who i meet at AMIGO (but i bet sure a lot ppl don't know who is him :p). :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my last day of final exam, me and my friends went to Amigo to treat my supervisor, Mr Gerald, a nice meal as a thank you pressie for his guidance and help through out our Final Year Project aka FYP. We really appreciate his help a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SkYaYVrhCrI/AAAAAAAACWU/8oRtft5Gzkc/s1600-h/DSC06713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351994212615260850" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SkYaYVrhCrI/AAAAAAAACWU/8oRtft5Gzkc/s400/DSC06713.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my super supervisor and his mum. He brought his mum together for the gathering and his mum was super awesome and cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SkYa-FFtyFI/AAAAAAAACWc/AaVG1fOM-vQ/s1600-h/DSC06715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351994860996773970" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SkYa-FFtyFI/AAAAAAAACWc/AaVG1fOM-vQ/s400/DSC06715.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This girl beside me was Pinky, you can call her either Siew Ping or Pinko or Pinkberry cause she love pink so much and eventually what ever she owns and wear are pink. haha&lt;br /&gt;(Saw Mel behind? It seem like Weena trying to dig her nose with fries lol :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SkYcqSeofRI/AAAAAAAACWs/WlwIp4zr0EE/s1600-h/DSC06714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351996720016817426" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SkYcqSeofRI/AAAAAAAACWs/WlwIp4zr0EE/s400/DSC06714.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is another 2 friends of mine, Yi Han and Thong Poo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During our dinner at Amigo, guess who we saw??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SkYgGSbmbPI/AAAAAAAACW8/tLvNfImpt8o/s1600-h/DSC06720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352000499575319794" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 327px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SkYgGSbmbPI/AAAAAAAACW8/tLvNfImpt8o/s400/DSC06720.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yup that man standing between us, he is Malaysia famous actor and host for the shows "Who Wants To Be A Millionaire", Jalaluddin Hassan. Weena and Mel was so crazy bout him and Weena almost fainted when taking pictures time because Jalaluddin Hassan putted his hand on her shoulder. Our super supervisor mum is the one who lead us to take pictures with him. Way to go aunt~~ Bravo~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SlhaSemDtkI/AAAAAAAACcY/CQeYlELfNX0/s1600-h/DSC06722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SlhaSemDtkI/AAAAAAAACcY/CQeYlELfNX0/s400/DSC06722.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357131030254040642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miss you guys~~ ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SlhZ4k2tgHI/AAAAAAAACcQ/Hew3McyxpUs/s1600-h/DSC06721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SlhZ4k2tgHI/AAAAAAAACcQ/Hew3McyxpUs/s400/DSC06721.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357130585257902194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lastly group photos~~&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/6979983219212038922-5582009270478455177?l=kelzdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kelzdreamer.blogspot.com/2009/07/amigo.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kelz)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SkYaYVrhCrI/AAAAAAAACWU/8oRtft5Gzkc/s72-c/DSC06713.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6979983219212038922.post-6052443940020838932</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 Jul 2009 02:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-08T21:51:23.966+08:00</atom:updated><title>Unexpected...</title><description>In the Month of June. There are so many things happened in a short time. The most unexpected things have happened and till now is seem like a dream to me. I have been moving back and forward from KL and Malacca. Now I'm back in KL to continue my industrial training and i'm glad everything have back to normal. Life in KL is very lifely and interesting, why Malacca is so boring. Got time i will update more bout it. Stay tune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just a short update from me as i have neglected my blog for such a long time. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ps: May you rest in peace grandma...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979983219212038922-6052443940020838932?l=kelzdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kelzdreamer.blogspot.com/2009/07/unexpected.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kelz)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6979983219212038922.post-7765748554382266151</guid><pubDate>Sun, 07 Jun 2009 03:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-07T11:26:59.494+08:00</atom:updated><title>My little brown carpet</title><description>Last few weeks Bear was staying with me for one week. The days with Bear is so so so nice. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/Sisw40faeoI/AAAAAAAACVc/2pE6JEwJRMQ/s1600-h/DSC06645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/Sisw40faeoI/AAAAAAAACVc/2pE6JEwJRMQ/s400/DSC06645.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344419135526435458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was where Bear sleeping. Beside my bed on my unwanted pajamas with Bear's fat teddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SisxBdMVRVI/AAAAAAAACVs/n_CzgOrcVRg/s1600-h/DSC06664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SisxBdMVRVI/AAAAAAAACVs/n_CzgOrcVRg/s400/DSC06664.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344419283891209554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is when both of us nothing to do and start fooling around.. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SisxLiuGlQI/AAAAAAAACV8/PqvhVzT6ad4/s1600-h/DSC06670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SisxLiuGlQI/AAAAAAAACV8/PqvhVzT6ad4/s400/DSC06670.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344419457173722370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bear is such a greedy puppy, every time when we are having our meals he will do acrobatic. Hopes to get some food from us. -_-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SisxQRfmHEI/AAAAAAAACWE/JcoJky8y3Ig/s1600-h/DSC06679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SisxQRfmHEI/AAAAAAAACWE/JcoJky8y3Ig/s400/DSC06679.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344419538448817218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bear love to kacau my footprint carpet while he is one real live carpet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/Sisw86lZcWI/AAAAAAAACVk/lSfqGeK7w14/s1600-h/DSC06652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/Sisw86lZcWI/AAAAAAAACVk/lSfqGeK7w14/s400/DSC06652.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344419205881622882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was when Bear's playing with my mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SisxUoQ2omI/AAAAAAAACWM/o1rOt6U2s8Y/s1600-h/DSC06692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SisxUoQ2omI/AAAAAAAACWM/o1rOt6U2s8Y/s400/DSC06692.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344419613280477794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Showing innocent face when kena scolding. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SisxH3EhObI/AAAAAAAACV0/cNGLmc3d398/s1600-h/DSC06660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SisxH3EhObI/AAAAAAAACV0/cNGLmc3d398/s400/DSC06660.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344419393916975538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hugging Bear~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979983219212038922-7765748554382266151?l=kelzdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kelzdreamer.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-little-brown-carpet.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kelz)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/Sisw40faeoI/AAAAAAAACVc/2pE6JEwJRMQ/s72-c/DSC06645.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6979983219212038922.post-8372122302509458700</guid><pubDate>Tue, 26 May 2009 08:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-26T17:00:47.662+08:00</atom:updated><title>Last Paper</title><description>My last paper will be on 28 May. Can't wait for it to finish. T_T Right after my last paper there is so much to do. Gathering with all my friends because they are going to graduate soon. Will be missing them a lot. I still have another sem to go after industrial training. haiz... tired of studying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way Bear Bear staying with me for one week. wohoo got time i will update his daily routine. I just notice no matter how cute a dog or puppy it is, when it gets wet... mygosh... wait till you see the pictures next time. Have to continue my study now... ciao~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979983219212038922-8372122302509458700?l=kelzdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kelzdreamer.blogspot.com/2009/05/last-paper.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kelz)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6979983219212038922.post-3721633020599405246</guid><pubDate>Fri, 22 May 2009 06:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-21T16:22:02.563+08:00</atom:updated><title>Doraemon Ending</title><description>Familiar with the name Doraemon? I think most of us know about this character and i adore this cartoon character very much since i was a kid. Until now i still love this character a lot. During my primary school time, i have been known by my friends as a girl who love Doraemon very much and i even drew it anywhere and everywhere. I even drew Doraemon character in A4 paper and sold it to my friends. :p Until now i still have the whole collection of Doraemon comic books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you guys ever wonder what is the ending? Actually Doraemon have no ending since the death of Fujiko F. died in 1996. But............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 37 year old man who created a "final episode" manga for Doraemon comic because Mr Fuji had died. It is said that the man created his manga in 2005 because Mr Fuji left the tale of Doraemon unended.  The man's story gained popularity through the Internet and word of mouth. 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cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/ShZaOR3gxSI/AAAAAAAACTk/w8PRu7c7xJY/s400/Doraemon2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338553609655207202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/ShZaWrizG2I/AAAAAAAACTs/9iIsCeWVg7o/s1600-h/Doraemon3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/ShZaWrizG2I/AAAAAAAACTs/9iIsCeWVg7o/s400/Doraemon3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338553753986603874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/ShZar6iCujI/AAAAAAAACT8/iSV3pAKFGU8/s1600-h/Doraemon4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/ShZar6iCujI/AAAAAAAACT8/iSV3pAKFGU8/s400/Doraemon4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338554118787217970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/ShZafNeqhqI/AAAAAAAACT0/ZrElcWBQBxI/s1600-h/Doraemon5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/ShZafNeqhqI/AAAAAAAACT0/ZrElcWBQBxI/s400/Doraemon5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338553900535023266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/ShZa1uNCdDI/AAAAAAAACUE/uq8Q1_VoYhc/s1600-h/Doraemon6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/ShZa1uNCdDI/AAAAAAAACUE/uq8Q1_VoYhc/s400/Doraemon6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338554287276586034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/ShZbSoxOAFI/AAAAAAAACUM/msIdSJr0fpk/s1600-h/Doraemon7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/ShZbSoxOAFI/AAAAAAAACUM/msIdSJr0fpk/s400/Doraemon7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338554784033931346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/ShZbeA9aL8I/AAAAAAAACUU/P42wOj9jop4/s1600-h/Doraemon8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/ShZbeA9aL8I/AAAAAAAACUU/P42wOj9jop4/s400/Doraemon8.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338554979506073538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/ShZbzATEjAI/AAAAAAAACUc/iJnnHfKl99o/s1600-h/Doraemon9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/ShZbzATEjAI/AAAAAAAACUc/iJnnHfKl99o/s400/Doraemon9.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338555340105747458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/ShZcLDWZYHI/AAAAAAAACUk/F50Sbs2fnFc/s1600-h/Doraemon10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/ShZcLDWZYHI/AAAAAAAACUk/F50Sbs2fnFc/s400/Doraemon10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338555753241862258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/ShZcTp3DDAI/AAAAAAAACUs/zdY_xphyNsI/s1600-h/Doraemon11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/ShZcTp3DDAI/AAAAAAAACUs/zdY_xphyNsI/s400/Doraemon11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338555901018311682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/ShZcjOVDvHI/AAAAAAAACU0/hVes-NSLC-c/s1600-h/Doraemon12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/ShZcjOVDvHI/AAAAAAAACU0/hVes-NSLC-c/s400/Doraemon12.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338556168505900146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/ShZcsik9SZI/AAAAAAAACU8/uTZebVxM5zM/s1600-h/Doraemon13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/ShZcsik9SZI/AAAAAAAACU8/uTZebVxM5zM/s400/Doraemon13.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338556328560118162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/ShZcszNfjDI/AAAAAAAACVE/ifu7_ryaF2M/s1600-h/Doraemon14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/ShZcszNfjDI/AAAAAAAACVE/ifu7_ryaF2M/s400/Doraemon14.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338556333025102898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/ShZdMJmFjNI/AAAAAAAACVM/vCS4FG6o4p0/s1600-h/Doraemon15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/ShZdMJmFjNI/AAAAAAAACVM/vCS4FG6o4p0/s400/Doraemon15.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338556871609781458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/ShZdMfyu3JI/AAAAAAAACVU/aBFXS3wKK7s/s1600-h/Doraemon16.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/ShZdMfyu3JI/AAAAAAAACVU/aBFXS3wKK7s/s400/Doraemon16.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338556877568400530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;THE END~&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/6979983219212038922-3721633020599405246?l=kelzdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kelzdreamer.blogspot.com/2009/05/doraemon-ending_22.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kelz)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/ShZYulK4XsI/AAAAAAAACTM/KKREEy5tD5o/s72-c/Doramon1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6979983219212038922.post-1297737358615626223</guid><pubDate>Thu, 14 May 2009 09:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-14T18:26:11.404+08:00</atom:updated><title>Finally~~~</title><description>After months of hard work... my theses is finally done. Proud of my self... T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SgvqGRgwmOI/AAAAAAAACR4/IHEkbaE3Pbg/s1600-h/DSC06524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SgvqGRgwmOI/AAAAAAAACR4/IHEkbaE3Pbg/s400/DSC06524.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335615577051404514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SgvwQJfGS8I/AAAAAAAACSA/kHrCvU6AC2g/s1600-h/DSC06530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SgvwQJfGS8I/AAAAAAAACSA/kHrCvU6AC2g/s400/DSC06530.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335622343765412802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All thanks to my supervisor.... without his guidance, advice and support i will be KO for sure. :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979983219212038922-1297737358615626223?l=kelzdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kelzdreamer.blogspot.com/2009/05/finally.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kelz)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SgvqGRgwmOI/AAAAAAAACR4/IHEkbaE3Pbg/s72-c/DSC06524.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6979983219212038922.post-8028276491788975766</guid><pubDate>Sun, 10 May 2009 09:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-10T17:34:27.320+08:00</atom:updated><title>Happy Mother's Day</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SgaZ56WBywI/AAAAAAAACQY/f0iTccK5m_k/s1600-h/DSC06459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SgaZ56WBywI/AAAAAAAACQY/f0iTccK5m_k/s400/DSC06459.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334120028860173058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Celebrating Mother's Day and Daddy Birthday in advanced. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SgaaNdOR6YI/AAAAAAAACQg/MJ2xC_massM/s1600-h/DSC06424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SgaaNdOR6YI/AAAAAAAACQg/MJ2xC_massM/s400/DSC06424.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334120364640430466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a soft toy own by Bear Bear. I don't know why Bear hate soft toys, he bit off the teddy eyes. -_-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/Sgaa57RWc6I/AAAAAAAACQo/LGzHWFO1hew/s1600-h/DSC06433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/Sgaa57RWc6I/AAAAAAAACQo/LGzHWFO1hew/s400/DSC06433.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334121128620618658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bear: I hate you fat teddy... get out of my life. O.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SgabtvHxjdI/AAAAAAAACRI/2u5qp05EReA/s1600-h/DSC06444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SgabtvHxjdI/AAAAAAAACRI/2u5qp05EReA/s400/DSC06444.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334122018712423890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bear foot print... ok ok just joking, it just my room carpet. Bought it in IKEA... Kinda cute huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SgabJtVVOYI/AAAAAAAACQw/zrSBs5zxQdc/s1600-h/DSC06432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SgabJtVVOYI/AAAAAAAACQw/zrSBs5zxQdc/s400/DSC06432.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334121399757126018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bear bone~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SgabVk0-mVI/AAAAAAAACQ4/QzTvoDtG1MA/s1600-h/DSC06431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SgabVk0-mVI/AAAAAAAACQ4/QzTvoDtG1MA/s400/DSC06431.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334121603632372050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So far Bear favourite toy, he love to play with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/Sgabj6LdkjI/AAAAAAAACRA/dLtp3PT9yBk/s1600-h/DSC06441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/Sgabj6LdkjI/AAAAAAAACRA/dLtp3PT9yBk/s400/DSC06441.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334121849881989682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Life is soooo good~~~ .............. Till.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SgacQK7X77I/AAAAAAAACRQ/JgWmVnD-vm4/s1600-h/DSC06473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SgacQK7X77I/AAAAAAAACRQ/JgWmVnD-vm4/s400/DSC06473.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334122610292158386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Roarrrrrrr i'm lion king~~~ -_-''' This is my cousin dog, TUTU. Ya ya i know, it's got a weird name. Now it became so ugly. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SgadJylNAOI/AAAAAAAACRY/st0stlQZfcI/s1600-h/DSC05482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SgadJylNAOI/AAAAAAAACRY/st0stlQZfcI/s400/DSC05482.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334123600189128930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yup is this little puppy before it became so fat. Super fat ass dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SgadtwXwENI/AAAAAAAACRg/WgnmvKYKB7A/s1600-h/DSC06445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SgadtwXwENI/AAAAAAAACRg/WgnmvKYKB7A/s400/DSC06445.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334124218071126226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tutu love to bully Bear and Bear don't like Tutu too. Swt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/Sgad88_vCBI/AAAAAAAACRo/zibOgR1zFtQ/s1600-h/DSC06465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/Sgad88_vCBI/AAAAAAAACRo/zibOgR1zFtQ/s400/DSC06465.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334124479158093842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bear and Tutu: We will never be friends. hmpff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SgaeK5_IOvI/AAAAAAAACRw/j2IrR-rDtFw/s1600-h/DSC06453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SgaeK5_IOvI/AAAAAAAACRw/j2IrR-rDtFw/s400/DSC06453.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334124718868413170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fat ass dog... my aunt said it looks like a sea cucumber while my mum said it look like a mao mao chong (caterpillar). haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979983219212038922-8028276491788975766?l=kelzdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kelzdreamer.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kelz)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SgaZ56WBywI/AAAAAAAACQY/f0iTccK5m_k/s72-c/DSC06459.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6979983219212038922.post-7751262370089996439</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 Apr 2009 14:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-22T02:20:01.936+08:00</atom:updated><title>My friend is cool~</title><description>One of my friends recently encounters a snatch thief and she lost her hp and purse as well in this incident. So she went to the police station by her own to report the case. After the report is done, she ask the police officers can she make a call to ask someone to pick her up.&lt;br /&gt;Guess what, the police officers said the phone in the police station is just for them to call from police station to police station in other places. It can't be call out. This is totally ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;They even ask my my friend to use the public phone to call. SWEAT -_-'''&lt;br /&gt;The problem is my friend just lost her purse and hp, come on.. think also we know she has no money at all.&lt;br /&gt;The cool part is my friends eventually shot them with this phrase...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CUKAI ADA AMBIL TAK? MAKAN DUIT BANYAK TAK? 50CENT TAK BOLEH TOLONG? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was laughing like mad when i heard what my friend said. I will never said this kind of things. *BIG SWEAT*&lt;br /&gt;This phrase really make those police officers speechless and in the end they gave my friend RM1 to make a call at public telephone.&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/6979983219212038922-7751262370089996439?l=kelzdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kelzdreamer.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-friend-is-cool.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kelz)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6979983219212038922.post-4044826356172511604</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 Apr 2009 20:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-20T04:09:24.006+08:00</atom:updated><title>The Blossom of Sakura</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SeuEKPhWnkI/AAAAAAAACPo/9lOq9AKyPqg/s1600-h/P1000886-k.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SeuEKPhWnkI/AAAAAAAACPo/9lOq9AKyPqg/s400/P1000886-k.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326496295795727938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Sakura flower is everywhere in Japan now. ^_^&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/6979983219212038922-4044826356172511604?l=kelzdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kelzdreamer.blogspot.com/2009/04/blossom-of-sakura.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kelz)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SeuEKPhWnkI/AAAAAAAACPo/9lOq9AKyPqg/s72-c/P1000886-k.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6979983219212038922.post-5986199284168674811</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 Apr 2009 05:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-17T16:45:12.183+08:00</atom:updated><title>Zoo Melaka</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SeggJEkcRaI/AAAAAAAACMU/nHluFY8cewM/s1600-h/DSC06243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SeggJEkcRaI/AAAAAAAACMU/nHluFY8cewM/s400/DSC06243.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325541899583112610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long never been to the zoo already. I remember the last time i went was 10 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SegbTEly8MI/AAAAAAAACME/mitg5hvaYYM/s1600-h/DSC06240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 254px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SegbTEly8MI/AAAAAAAACME/mitg5hvaYYM/s400/DSC06240.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325536573829345474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I totally regret for wearing long sleeve baju. -_-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SeggWa4kVgI/AAAAAAAACMc/pALCThIH74k/s1600-h/DSC06246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SeggWa4kVgI/AAAAAAAACMc/pALCThIH74k/s400/DSC06246.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325542128911406594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tried to cheat on my height but the camera caught me. huhu shorty me... T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SeggyIK7OAI/AAAAAAAACMk/WWhPD2gfPTk/s1600-h/DSC06248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SeggyIK7OAI/AAAAAAAACMk/WWhPD2gfPTk/s400/DSC06248.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325542604924467202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This little fella was really cute. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SeghPty3aHI/AAAAAAAACMs/02eL_4pGrp4/s1600-h/DSC06251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SeghPty3aHI/AAAAAAAACMs/02eL_4pGrp4/s400/DSC06251.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325543113240307826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hei look at the giraffe butt. -_-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SeghfenA49I/AAAAAAAACM0/YBuEbjsAkxE/s1600-h/DSC06255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SeghfenA49I/AAAAAAAACM0/YBuEbjsAkxE/s400/DSC06255.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325543384041972690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Love the giraffe.. such an elegant animal. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/Seghz2NkepI/AAAAAAAACM8/kpwv7HGz21c/s1600-h/DSC06250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/Seghz2NkepI/AAAAAAAACM8/kpwv7HGz21c/s400/DSC06250.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325543733975087762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cheat on my height again. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/Segi60UMEHI/AAAAAAAACNk/ngN_h4iRUuE/s1600-h/DSC06262-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/Segi60UMEHI/AAAAAAAACNk/ngN_h4iRUuE/s400/DSC06262-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325544953236689010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/Segj1ckw6PI/AAAAAAAACNs/GuCRZYdfDn4/s1600-h/DSC06263-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/Segj1ckw6PI/AAAAAAAACNs/GuCRZYdfDn4/s400/DSC06263-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325545960476043506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pee pee sumore. -_-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SegnQBPJSWI/AAAAAAAACOk/u09hX-GcA0Y/s1600-h/DSC06271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SegnQBPJSWI/AAAAAAAACOk/u09hX-GcA0Y/s400/DSC06271.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325549715528960354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The tigers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SegnbnFjfsI/AAAAAAAACOs/EUbQ2Fb1brA/s1600-h/DSC06275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SegnbnFjfsI/AAAAAAAACOs/EUbQ2Fb1brA/s400/DSC06275.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325549914667843266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm King of the Jungle...opss should be King of the Zoo. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SegkURDq4MI/AAAAAAAACN0/Gnyq0zgskuM/s1600-h/DSC06269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SegkURDq4MI/AAAAAAAACN0/Gnyq0zgskuM/s400/DSC06269.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325546489960390850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Peace~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SegkqCcsYxI/AAAAAAAACN8/EWkV-pQuHEc/s1600-h/DSC06295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SegkqCcsYxI/AAAAAAAACN8/EWkV-pQuHEc/s400/DSC06295.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325546863995937554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ken said it was very doink doink to take picture with a statue in Zoo. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SeglH_0u0JI/AAAAAAAACOE/xVSmglz_1Dc/s1600-h/DSC06283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SeglH_0u0JI/AAAAAAAACOE/xVSmglz_1Dc/s400/DSC06283.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325547378687529106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A boy telling his mother this birdies is flamingo. -_-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SegljwQogqI/AAAAAAAACOM/8OzNVzpvaXk/s1600-h/DSC06281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SegljwQogqI/AAAAAAAACOM/8OzNVzpvaXk/s400/DSC06281.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325547855545926306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It is a flamingo? haha the little boy see it wrongly. It seem like a broken leg birdie to me. Weird... they bend their leg to the front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/Segl9SQ_bTI/AAAAAAAACOU/V1fOoRShNS4/s1600-h/DSC06306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/Segl9SQ_bTI/AAAAAAAACOU/V1fOoRShNS4/s400/DSC06306.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325548294170963250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;THIS barula is flamingo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SegmTTMx98I/AAAAAAAACOc/3ATkXVYtMgU/s1600-h/DSC06309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SegmTTMx98I/AAAAAAAACOc/3ATkXVYtMgU/s400/DSC06309.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325548672378861506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The End. ^_^&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/6979983219212038922-5986199284168674811?l=kelzdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kelzdreamer.blogspot.com/2009/04/zoo-melaka.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kelz)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/SeggJEkcRaI/AAAAAAAACMU/nHluFY8cewM/s72-c/DSC06243.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6979983219212038922.post-992783512734457854</guid><pubDate>Fri, 10 Apr 2009 14:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-10T22:54:47.429+08:00</atom:updated><title>Grosssss</title><description>Mygosh.. i don't understand why some guys... i mean MAN are so disgusting. Yesterday i went for a meeting at my uni to discuss about a seminar event we going to do. It all started that this guy, start digging for his "gold" in front of everyone. Can you imagine how is the one feels sitting beside him? Thank god i'm not the one. Kesian the two guy sitting beside him. It like damn gross ok. Ewwwwww can't stand guys doing stuff like this infront of people. This is a big no no for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/Sd9c2u-wnEI/AAAAAAAACAQ/g4g6WnqLzUI/s1600-h/jon_picking_his_nose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/Sd9c2u-wnEI/AAAAAAAACAQ/g4g6WnqLzUI/s400/jon_picking_his_nose.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323075379969170498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(ps:i guess my creepy lake story is lame, nobody give me any reply/comfort word -_-''')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979983219212038922-992783512734457854?l=kelzdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kelzdreamer.blogspot.com/2009/04/grosssss.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kelz)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/Sd9c2u-wnEI/AAAAAAAACAQ/g4g6WnqLzUI/s72-c/jon_picking_his_nose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6979983219212038922.post-2395502925387101292</guid><pubDate>Tue, 07 Apr 2009 06:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-07T15:18:01.330+08:00</atom:updated><title>Creepy Lake Story</title><description>Yesterday plan to watch some show on tv before sleeping. The time was nearly to12am so i came across Hallmark channel and this short movie really attracted my attention to watch it. I think is a real story, before the movie started it has written that this story is base on Gwen journal (if not mistaken la) this incident happened at one of the Lake (forgot what is the Lake name) in 1964 and this is how the story goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;This girl from what i have seen la, maybe is just a high school student. The story begin some where in the jungle where there was a boat beside the Lake. And this girl name Gwen come out from no where and hop inside the boat. Gwen row her boat to the middle of the lake where she enjoy writing her life journal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(i think la cause she was writting something ma).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Then she was applying her red lipstick using the reflection of the lake water. After applying the lipstick she tear a paper from her book and start folding paper ship and kisses on it. She let the paper boat float in the Lake then she dive in the lake for a swim. While she was swimming she heard something and she got frighten and faster hop in her boat again. She look surrounding but there was nothing to be found. So she thought it was just her imagination. Then when she want to start applying her lipstick again by looking in the Lake water there was a guy appear just beneath the Lake water. She got a shock and move backward a little and then look back in the lake water again where she found nothing. Then she row her boat back. When she reach the Lake side, she saw her paper ship is on the tree branch where she tie her boat on it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(it is her paper ship cause there is her kisses on it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Next day Gwen went back to the Lake as usual to enjoy her day. She was sitting on her boat while her leg touches the Lake water. This time while writing something on her book suddenly a hand touch her leg from the Lake. She got shock again and drop her pen in the Lake water. Suddenly a guy appear from beneath the Lake. The guy greeted her and help her to find back her pen in just few second. Gwen was telling this guy that he frighten her yesterday. The guy apologize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(i think so, this part forget a little)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The guy ask her what is her name and Gwen replying him that her name is Gwen. Then Gwen asked back the same question to this guy, "what your name?". The guy pause for a while and then swim off beneath the lake. Gwen was feeling weird why wouldn't he tell her his name. Then when she row her boat back to the Lake side, she saw there was a writing on the sand where it written "Have no name". &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(Things got freakier now.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Third day, Gwen went back to the Lake just to find Mr. No name. While on the boat Mr. No name appear again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(This part i totally forgot was is their conversation. Whack myself, maybe i was too frighten to continue watching till i did not concentrate well on what they talk about. Eh i was watching alone ok, can't blame me.)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Based on what i have watch, suddenly they trying to kiss each other and Mr. No name ask Gwen something and Gwen say no. Then Mr. No name got sad and swim away. Gwen got panic&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(i think she is in love with him)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and start shouting for Mr. No name to come out. But Mr. No name did not appear. So Gwen decided to dive in the Lake to search for Mr. No name. And the story end with, after Gwen dive in, she was no where to be found after that. On the boat it just left her book with her written journals on it and her clothes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The creepy part is, i search back the astro schedule in Hallmarks channel, this short movie title did not appear in the schedule. O.0 I really freak out my ass this time. Did anyone watch this movie before? I tried to search in the internet also it can't be found. T_T Yea i know maybe is not that scary for you guys, but while i was watching alone, i thought that guy gonna transform to a monster and eat up Gwen. So i think this movie/true story just end up with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mystery + Romance.&lt;/span&gt;&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/6979983219212038922-2395502925387101292?l=kelzdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kelzdreamer.blogspot.com/2009/04/creepy-lake-story.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kelz)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6979983219212038922.post-1153021250504413837</guid><pubDate>Tue, 07 Apr 2009 05:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-07T14:06:20.841+08:00</atom:updated><title>Happy Birthday Mum~~</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/Sdrpi8x0P5I/AAAAAAAACAI/8fPWYLSEeV0/s1600-h/DSC06206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/Sdrpi8x0P5I/AAAAAAAACAI/8fPWYLSEeV0/s400/DSC06206.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321822696331558802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979983219212038922-1153021250504413837?l=kelzdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kelzdreamer.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-birthday-mum.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kelz)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EVTvDXWewZI/Sdrpi8x0P5I/AAAAAAAACAI/8fPWYLSEeV0/s72-c/DSC06206.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>