<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014</id><updated>2011-07-31T00:25:57.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ivy Gan</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>65</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014.post-3447982127773219993</id><published>2010-08-19T21:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T22:07:29.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Grandma</title><content type='html'>When we (my sis and I) were younger, grandma (Ama) used to make her signature pandan kaya for us. We will stand on stools by the stove and just look at her stirring the mixture in the pot. It takes many hours to actually make a yummy pandan kaya and when it's done, we each get a small bowl of it to savour. I find it amusing that grandma speaks to us in Hokkien ever since we were born but we never actually learnt that dialect. We grew up with the sound of grandma's nagging that it became kind of a chant. At times, we find it funny she'll continue nagging or talking even when nobody is responding. But that's grandma.. and we all love her very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been 5 days since grandma is hospitalised for head trauma. Her condition is deteriorating day by day.. I'm still strongly hoping that she'll recover soon. Mommy called in this morning to inform me that grandma can't talk nor move much since yesterday. So if God do exist, I'm begging you to let this old lady be with us a little longer. Please spare her the pain and suffering. She has gone through enough hardship raising her children as a widower so she deserve to live a happier life a little longer. I know grandma loves to nag and a lil' pessimistic at times but it's okay.. I don't mind her nagging longer and I don't mind her asking me to do things. I just want to see her smiles and hear her voice. She only smiled at me today when I was by her side and drifted to sleep again. So please...... let grandma get better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5389151313858313014-3447982127773219993?l=green-t-latte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/3447982127773219993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2010/08/dear-grandma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/3447982127773219993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/3447982127773219993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2010/08/dear-grandma.html' title='Dear Grandma'/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014.post-4364786610181883662</id><published>2010-07-12T23:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T01:49:49.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waka waka</title><content type='html'>On FIFA World Cup 2010 final night, Ashton asked me to join his friends at the street party held in Bangsar. They practically closed the busiest area in Bangsar which is the Telawi Street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493049046178478290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/TDs7AQtEONI/AAAAAAAAAqU/PV_Ssq1l0fM/s320/DSC02999.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is the outside view. I could even hear the cheers and loud music booming from afar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/TDs6_BLzr7I/AAAAAAAAAqM/x4jN0UyY5kk/s1600/DSC03001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493049024832581554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/TDs6_BLzr7I/AAAAAAAAAqM/x4jN0UyY5kk/s320/DSC03001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And THIS is the VERY LONG QUEUE to enter. Nic told us that he got the VIP invitation cards. VIP invites still need to queue? Kononnye it's VIP but everyone else has it. During the queue, we were contemplating whether to leave or to stay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/TDs6-gGqvFI/AAAAAAAAAqE/PanYwhTV6n8/s1600/DSC03002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493049015952653394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/TDs6-gGqvFI/AAAAAAAAAqE/PanYwhTV6n8/s320/DSC03002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And look who I bumped into.. Eva! And before that I bumped into Adele and Ian as well. And not only them.. I also bumped into darling cousins Su Wei, Ivan and Jess (Ivan's gf).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/TDs698ksaGI/AAAAAAAAAp8/yOOQrYjLPnk/s1600/DSC03004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493049006414915682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/TDs698ksaGI/AAAAAAAAAp8/yOOQrYjLPnk/s320/DSC03004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; If you manage to get the correct number of balls available in the net.. This red baby is yours! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/TDs5GGqmlHI/AAAAAAAAAp0/5SO6xyR3OD8/s1600/DSC03014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493046947539752050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/TDs5GGqmlHI/AAAAAAAAAp0/5SO6xyR3OD8/s320/DSC03014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at the crowd~ There were many booths offering games with prizes to be won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/TDs5FtBh35I/AAAAAAAAAps/Ce-kNOJ3tr0/s1600/DSC03018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493046940656590738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/TDs5FtBh35I/AAAAAAAAAps/Ce-kNOJ3tr0/s320/DSC03018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And face painting too!!!!! Love this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/TDs5EnQGBvI/AAAAAAAAApk/jXZ8Quzfc9s/s1600/DSC03027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493046921927198450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/TDs5EnQGBvI/AAAAAAAAApk/jXZ8Quzfc9s/s320/DSC03027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He too want to be painted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/TDs5D-8UXKI/AAAAAAAAApc/dtt1WBIyBkg/s1600/DSC03023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493046911106833570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/TDs5D-8UXKI/AAAAAAAAApc/dtt1WBIyBkg/s320/DSC03023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tadah! A happy boy with stripes..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/TDs5DDQvwJI/AAAAAAAAApU/u5gkEqaz6Ug/s1600/DSC03022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493046895086387346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/TDs5DDQvwJI/AAAAAAAAApU/u5gkEqaz6Ug/s320/DSC03022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And me too! I had Netherland's flag on my other cheek because it looks better than Spain's. Lol.. But don't misunderstand, I'm a Spain supporter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/TDs2oGS7caI/AAAAAAAAApM/zDQvkp6dF7Y/s1600/DSC03025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493044233021125026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/TDs2oGS7caI/AAAAAAAAApM/zDQvkp6dF7Y/s320/DSC03025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We were trying to kill time before the game so we played a couple of games. Err.. not we, only him. As you can see, the player need to "kepit" the ball in between their legs and pass through 3 cones in a given time. The prizes offered were cameras, mobile phones, MP3s, bags, footballs and etc etc. Ash managed to win a shoe bag. Aw, better than none. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493044207297915874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/TDs2mmeCa-I/AAAAAAAAAo8/Ke0806QnaFo/s320/DSC03026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;See the proud winner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/TDs2njJz4dI/AAAAAAAAApE/ipA0z7Rs_cc/s1600/DSC03031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493044223587639762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/TDs2njJz4dI/AAAAAAAAApE/ipA0z7Rs_cc/s320/DSC03031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then, he went to another booth and played the guessing game. He had to guess the insect in the box and he guessed correctly! Won a laptop....... cooler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/TDs2l6n50bI/AAAAAAAAAo0/nRwwGdjdQko/s1600/DSC03009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493044195528135090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/TDs2l6n50bI/AAAAAAAAAo0/nRwwGdjdQko/s320/DSC03009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were given a goodie bag with a few items in it.  A fan, a mini ball, snacks, a lighter, 2 balloon sticks and a travel size shampoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/TDs2legbRzI/AAAAAAAAAos/N7OFdzXDo9k/s1600/DSC03011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493044187980580658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/TDs2legbRzI/AAAAAAAAAos/N7OFdzXDo9k/s320/DSC03011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Of all, Ash likes this the most. The lighter.. I prefer the fan. Come in handy in a hot, stuffy place like a street party. We didn't stay till the end of the party. Left to watch the game somewhere else instead. Couldn't take the heat and stuffiness no more. But overall, we were happy to be there to win some prizes and to have our face painted. Waka waka eh eh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5389151313858313014-4364786610181883662?l=green-t-latte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/4364786610181883662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2010/07/waka-waka.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/4364786610181883662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/4364786610181883662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2010/07/waka-waka.html' title='Waka waka'/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/TDs7AQtEONI/AAAAAAAAAqU/PV_Ssq1l0fM/s72-c/DSC02999.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014.post-8578443054485301254</id><published>2010-07-09T19:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T19:48:32.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Visiting Mom &amp; Dad</title><content type='html'>2 months of long semester break.. So must pay mom &amp;amp; dad a visit in Kota Kinabalu. Not much pics taken this trip. Most of my time was spent eating and chattering away with my beloved parents. We even spent time watching the games (World Cup) till 4 a.m!! During my stay there, it rained every single day. Luckily, this trip I did not plan to hit the beaches. No kawan to accompany me so can't go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491865120969934530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/TDcGOvnFRsI/AAAAAAAAAok/Jodgcki4r_o/s320/DSC02947.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Daddy kesayanganku!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/TDcGN5vBIWI/AAAAAAAAAoc/ex1TOdLYP90/s1600/DSC02948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491865106507702626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/TDcGN5vBIWI/AAAAAAAAAoc/ex1TOdLYP90/s320/DSC02948.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mommy ku yang terbaik!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/TDcGNV2eleI/AAAAAAAAAoU/dBndf1oatfQ/s1600/DSC02943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491865096875316706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/TDcGNV2eleI/AAAAAAAAAoU/dBndf1oatfQ/s320/DSC02943.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom &amp;amp; dad love bringing me out for good food whenever I'm there so I usually gain a pound or two after the trip. They brought me to this Filipino restaurant in Lintas. It's called Masarap. This is my first time trying out Filipino dishes and I was a little skeptical about it. Initially, I thought it wouldn't be very tasty but I thought wrong......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/TDcGNLnGkEI/AAAAAAAAAoM/EkaGJHhUfgc/s1600/DSC02952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491865094126473282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/TDcGNLnGkEI/AAAAAAAAAoM/EkaGJHhUfgc/s320/DSC02952.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They serve A LOT of pork dishes. Pork sate, pork sausage, vege with pork, luncheon meat, etc etc. If Ean Doodoo (my sis) was there, she'd most probably be salivating just by looking at the menu.  And they tasted really yummy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a couple of days in KK, it's time to fly home. I was really excited to be on that particular flight back to KL because.......... Daddy is flying me home!!! After all these years, this is my 2nd time on board his flight. Well, flight was of course smooth and comfortable. Needless to say the landing was perfect. Much better than most of the landings I've encountered. After landed, I get to sneak into the cockpit (where the pilots are) to bid farewell. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/TDcGMXJmn6I/AAAAAAAAAoE/nMAEuMfT4Ps/s1600/DSC02959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491865080044101538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/TDcGMXJmn6I/AAAAAAAAAoE/nMAEuMfT4Ps/s320/DSC02959.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is your Captain speaking. LOL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5389151313858313014-8578443054485301254?l=green-t-latte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/8578443054485301254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2010/07/visiting-mom-dad.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/8578443054485301254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/8578443054485301254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2010/07/visiting-mom-dad.html' title='Visiting Mom &amp; Dad'/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/TDcGOvnFRsI/AAAAAAAAAok/Jodgcki4r_o/s72-c/DSC02947.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014.post-3181965358429014200</id><published>2010-06-25T00:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T01:21:32.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping with cousin from Singapore</title><content type='html'>Cousin Aloysius from Singapore came down for a visit. So for the past 3 days we spent most of our time in malls and shopping. He loves to shop in KL because according to him stuff are cheaper here. Well, of course it is after conversion from ringgit to Singapore dollar... So we walk and shop all day! Ohoh... overspent (referring to me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486384929566101586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/TCOOBnvYEFI/AAAAAAAAAn8/RzprbiQJ6x0/s320/DSC02919.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda like Crabtree &amp;amp; Evelyn products and it's also perfect for gifts. See how pretty the sales assistant wrapped up the items I bought. And yes, they are presents for my friends, not for me. I bought myself a bottle of perfume from them because they have EDP. I was planning to get the L'occitane Peony perfume but because it's EDT, I decided to get the Crabtree &amp;amp; Evelyn's instead. I'm regretting it now because although it's EDP which is suppose to last me 6-8 hours, it actually lasted for 3-4 hours ONLY!! And i paid Rm215 for it. Will not repurchase it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/TCOOAYQg2CI/AAAAAAAAAn0/SBDwdkZUs3Y/s1600/DSC02921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486384908230252578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/TCOOAYQg2CI/AAAAAAAAAn0/SBDwdkZUs3Y/s320/DSC02921.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And as I was storing the paper bags from the stuff I bought.. I realised the compartment to store paper bags if FULL! So I had to throw some of it out. Look at the amount of paper bags~ But I love beautiful striking paper bags. It's like a hobby collecting them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/TCOLWu7YLII/AAAAAAAAAns/Zsp2uDNqS1o/s1600/DSC02896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486381993737858178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/TCOLWu7YLII/AAAAAAAAAns/Zsp2uDNqS1o/s320/DSC02896.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm always impressed by how beautiful the decorations of an event at Mid Valley. It changes all the time and each time it's equally unique and beautiful. The pic on top is an event promoting Kose skincare products. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/TCOLWFCL0PI/AAAAAAAAAnk/4-XISL3un8A/s1600/DSC02897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486381982492119282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/TCOLWFCL0PI/AAAAAAAAAnk/4-XISL3un8A/s320/DSC02897.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a booth set up by a Korean shop to promote their BB creams. Can't remember the name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/TCOLVY7a_JI/AAAAAAAAAnc/JE7j0KlhVKY/s1600/DSC02906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486381970652593298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/TCOLVY7a_JI/AAAAAAAAAnc/JE7j0KlhVKY/s320/DSC02906.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aah~ Comel nye... This lovely flower girl was standing at the L'occitane roadshow, so Sheryl and I took the opportunity to take a snap with her. Ain't she cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/TCOLUijv5bI/AAAAAAAAAnU/iTdyW153l44/s1600/DSC02907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486381956057785778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/TCOLUijv5bI/AAAAAAAAAnU/iTdyW153l44/s320/DSC02907.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And this guy was staring at us during the whole process of photo taking and we felt bad not asking him as well. So, tambah satu lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/TCOLTrzXRcI/AAAAAAAAAnM/E7kjuesJ0IM/s1600/DSC02912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486381941359330754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/TCOLTrzXRcI/AAAAAAAAAnM/E7kjuesJ0IM/s320/DSC02912.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Aloysius. And no, those bags doesn't belong to him entirely. One of it is his. One is Sheryl's and... one for me!!! We insanely bought 3 same luggage bags at the luggage fair. And Ashton bought one different from ours. Will definitely be using it for my trip to Taipei next month! Just pray that all my shopping goodies will fit in this medium size bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5389151313858313014-3181965358429014200?l=green-t-latte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/3181965358429014200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2010/06/shopping-with-cousin-from-singapore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/3181965358429014200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/3181965358429014200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2010/06/shopping-with-cousin-from-singapore.html' title='Shopping with cousin from Singapore'/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/TCOOBnvYEFI/AAAAAAAAAn8/RzprbiQJ6x0/s72-c/DSC02919.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014.post-8321012843997093805</id><published>2010-06-20T02:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T02:20:20.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jz dropping by</title><content type='html'>My blog was on a short hiatus (Well, not that short actually). That's mainly because I was busy preparing for my semester's final exam which ended end of last month. There's much to talk about but I just wasn't in a mood for blogging. Reason for dropping some crap here is to keep this blog alive. Will update some of the happenings in my life soon. Till then, take care and have fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5389151313858313014-8321012843997093805?l=green-t-latte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/8321012843997093805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2010/06/jz-dropping-by.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/8321012843997093805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/8321012843997093805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2010/06/jz-dropping-by.html' title='Jz dropping by'/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014.post-1786225021500961377</id><published>2010-04-30T00:31:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T03:01:53.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malacca with the Odd-ies</title><content type='html'>My first road trip with my dear college mates which I named the group "The Odd-ies" (Amanda, Natalie, Vivien, Francisca, Eva, Eric, Kim Chun). Abigail couldn't join us due to some certain reason which left her heartbroken. Our devoted chauffeurs for the trip are Amanda and Eric. With their cautious driving skill, we managed to arrived Malacca town safely after 2 hours. We got lost a few times thanks to the GPS which directed us to a different location. Oddly, the GPS couldn't seem to function properly.. BUT, we still managed our way around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465608475240917842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/S9m980AZa1I/AAAAAAAAAnE/UcmC4hzU7Dk/s320/DSC02402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is our room in a guesthouse. The name of this guesthouse is Number Twenty. Located just right opposite the Famosa Chicken rice shop at Jonker street. The rooms are clean and cost only Rm95 per room. However, we have to share toilets with other guests as well. Thankfully, there weren't anyone else except for us there, I think.. So we kinda dominated the whole area. According to KC, he felt that the place was spooky~ But Eva and I felt quite peaceful there. So, if you are looking for a traditional budget guesthouse, you may check this out.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/S9m98SKYGLI/AAAAAAAAAm8/UDlytj9Qou8/s1600/DSC02404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465608466155968690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/S9m98SKYGLI/AAAAAAAAAm8/UDlytj9Qou8/s320/DSC02404.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So after checking in.. We visited Famosa Chicken rice shop to satisfy our growling stomachs. If you ask me.. The chicken rice balls are just so-so. They do look cute but they taste the same as those normal ones. Our second makan place was assam laksa and cendol at.. "Sam Suk Kung" (If i'm not wrong) along Jonker street as well. They sell really spicy laksa there, but good ones. Their cendol is quite famous in Malacca. The weather was so damn hot that we were sweating profusely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/S9m98MQczpI/AAAAAAAAAm0/1G8Z7b2dzfo/s1600/DSC02417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465608464570830482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/S9m98MQczpI/AAAAAAAAAm0/1G8Z7b2dzfo/s320/DSC02417.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We then found this cute, comfy cafe situated along an alley. It's adjacent to Famosa Chicken rice shop. I can't recall the name but it was recommended by "Lonely Planet". Seriously, it is a real good place to sit down and enjoy a cooling drink while chilling out with your friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/S9m96sCMarI/AAAAAAAAAms/S72XpygOm58/s1600/DSC02419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465608438741232306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/S9m96sCMarI/AAAAAAAAAms/S72XpygOm58/s320/DSC02419.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; See what I mean? They have plants, paintings and decos that really captured our attention. The beverages were yummy and affordable too! Bonus. So the whole bunch of us sat there and gossiped till the Jonker's night market opens. We took a stroll along the night market and decided to head for the famous fried oyster with egg which they call it "O-Chien".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/S9m96CK3OnI/AAAAAAAAAmk/BLN5kcFLcVQ/s1600/DSC02440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465608427503303282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/S9m96CK3OnI/AAAAAAAAAmk/BLN5kcFLcVQ/s320/DSC02440.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the famous "O-chien" chef!! I forgot to ask for his name. His stall only opens at night and it's located along Jalan Bunga Raya. There's this alley where it is lighted up at night. Nothing much there except for a coffee shop next to this stall which sells "wonton noodles". I couldn't recall the direction to the famous "wonton noodle" at Jalan Temenggong so I decided to ask the seller there for direction (Not aware that he too sells wonton noodle!). So the kind-hearted seller directed me to the place. Aww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/S9m2a7dnoWI/AAAAAAAAAmc/ax34gAvv3yQ/s1600/DSC02444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465600196545585506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/S9m2a7dnoWI/AAAAAAAAAmc/ax34gAvv3yQ/s320/DSC02444.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the pic of our "unfinished" bowls of noodles. It's all my fault... I told them that the small portion is REALLY small so all of them ordered BIG!!! End up, the noodles doesn't seem to decrease even though we tried so hard to consume as much as we could. The lady boss asked us to pack it up and eat later (We were ashamed of ourselves). So we really did packed the left over up in a plastic bag and....... WE DISPOSED IT SOMEWHERE ELSE!! I know.. we are such bad children. *faint* Forgive us God for we have sinned. But we really couldn't eat it no more.. Some of them even said "I'll not have wonton noodles for months to come!". Lol... My bad. Oops~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/S9m2aV5cWkI/AAAAAAAAAmU/R_jOKeZoTws/s1600/DSC02447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465600186461739586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/S9m2aV5cWkI/AAAAAAAAAmU/R_jOKeZoTws/s320/DSC02447.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A road trip wouldn't be complete without a drinking session right? So, we went back to Jonkers and decided to have a drink at Geographer which Natalie told me "You know this place appeared in the movie Momocha?". It was an old movie filmed by Richie Ren and Sammi Cheng. Anyway, due to the fact that i couldn't take alcohol (because I'm allergic to it. Sadly..) I ordered an iced green tea. And the young ones had beer! Cis.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At about 1am, we went back to our guesthouse. All of us were so tired due to the long day of travelling around YET.. they wanna have pillow talk!! WTH~ So yeah, we had pillow talk till 4am. They all looked like ghosts, errr.. including me. But I would say it did bonded us closer together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the consequences for sleeping at 4am?? All of them woke up LATE! Except for Eva and I of course. WE are suppose to check out 11am. They woke up at 10.45. All were rushing like chicken without a head. And because they were late, we had to extend a room for them to put on their make-up, blow hair, and had a light breakfast of coffee and toast. Oh, the guesthouse serves continental breakfast by the way. We paid Rm15 for an hour of extension on the room. So not fair. Lesson learnt.. DO NOT HAVE PILLOW TALK! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After checking out, we had Nyonya cuisine at Nancy's Place. Then, The popiah of course.. It is a MUST HAVE. The popiah stall is located at Jalan Bunga Raya, closes on Wednesday (I think)  and opens from 2pm-till it's sold out, usually around 5pm. Next, we had pork sate at Ming's Hut. They also serves fresh juices!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465600177492335810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/S9m2Z0e-HMI/AAAAAAAAAmM/A2TBNunkE-w/s320/DSC02465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before heading home, I brought them for dessert at Nadeje cake house. My sister loves this. I love them too. It is also another MUST HAVE. Try the original and rum &amp;amp; raisin flavour mille crepe. You'll not regret it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So with a full tummy, we drove home and poor Eric encountered a road bully. Worse, he had Natalie giving him directions to a Korean restaurant recommended by Nat. For those who doesn't know the story, I choose not to tell it here for the sake of keeping my dear friend's image. To make the story short, we all almost had heart attacks. But thankfully, we managed to arrive there safe and sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/S9m2ZaAXUFI/AAAAAAAAAmE/ty4jmHJN__c/s1600/DSC02472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465600170384642130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/S9m2ZaAXUFI/AAAAAAAAAmE/ty4jmHJN__c/s320/DSC02472.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As you can see.. Eric was so annoyed that kept staring at Natalie.. Lol. And the "sesat" Nat didn't even realised it. And so,  Amanda and I came to a conclusion that Eric has this love-hate relationship with Natalie. Eventually, the hatred never last more than 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/S9m2YozkqDI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hTrApl9Som4/s1600/DSC02482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465600157177653298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/S9m2YozkqDI/AAAAAAAAAl8/hTrApl9Som4/s320/DSC02482.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; See.. A big happy family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5389151313858313014-1786225021500961377?l=green-t-latte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/1786225021500961377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2010/04/malacca-with-odd-ies.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/1786225021500961377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/1786225021500961377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2010/04/malacca-with-odd-ies.html' title='Malacca with the Odd-ies'/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/S9m980AZa1I/AAAAAAAAAnE/UcmC4hzU7Dk/s72-c/DSC02402.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014.post-6165361044655344339</id><published>2010-03-05T19:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T19:52:24.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, finally i've decided to post some of my Chinese New Year captured moments here.. From my previous post, as you all have known that I was sick for the past... 10-12 days I guess. Blame the excessively hot weather, CNY junks (cookies, chips, cold drinks) and lack of rest. Now that I'm feeling much better, it's time to jot down some of the precious  moments of 2010 CNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As custom, during CNY we will go "pai nin"- House visiting. Since I have a large group of relatives, it took me 5 days to round up all their houses (1 day for 1 family). Eat, eat, eat.. I didn't even get to eat mandarin oranges because I was coughing so badly. How can??!! But I get heaps of ang pow, so it's ok. Shy-nye~ Aunties always ask "Better get married soon so that next year I need not give you ang pow". Aiyah aunties.. Give me chance to collect ang pow another few years .. No money la. Kesian me ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445108348828171250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/S5DpMZ9qu_I/AAAAAAAAAl0/ND1AomvL2PA/s320/DSC01878.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That porcelain china doll next to me is a random lil" girl I spotted at one of my relative's house. She was too cute to resist so I tempted her to take a pic with me. Comel kan? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/S5DpL9Q9qvI/AAAAAAAAAls/Okq6WrKnyRg/s1600-h/DSC01874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445108341124475634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/S5DpL9Q9qvI/AAAAAAAAAls/Okq6WrKnyRg/s320/DSC01874.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ivise, Popo (my grandma), me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Actually, me Popo hates taking pictures but always kena force by us to pose for the camera. Lol. See her uneasiness? She's the coolest grandma! She's simply so.. lovable~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/S5Dnh7Loe3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/tSjT-OMVo9s/s1600-h/DSC01851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445106519499111282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/S5Dnh7Loe3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/tSjT-OMVo9s/s320/DSC01851.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ah.. This is my other grandma (a.k.a Mama). Paternal side. My Mama has this funny side of her. She tends to repeat her conversation multiple times.. But when you tell her "Ma, you told me the story before", she'll simply continue with her story. Lol.. Eventually, you'll have to listen to the same story from start to end, again. Well, i guess that's what old people usually do, don't they? We still love her as much.. Because she's cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/S5DnhTpprBI/AAAAAAAAAlc/0HxJAez-ffE/s1600-h/DSC01863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445106508887600146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/S5DnhTpprBI/AAAAAAAAAlc/0HxJAez-ffE/s320/DSC01863.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my cousin clan.. Jovy is missing. Recently, she tends to miss out alot of our gathering. Sad nye.. And why am I the only one wearing cheongsam on CNY? Shall make it a rule that everyone should wear it on CNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/S5Dngu3-D4I/AAAAAAAAAlU/_U4a3OO9Me0/s1600-h/DSC02064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445106499015544706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/S5Dngu3-D4I/AAAAAAAAAlU/_U4a3OO9Me0/s320/DSC02064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ah, Su Wei wore it once during her birthday which falls on the 7th day of CNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/S5DngNoY06I/AAAAAAAAAlM/OiJ5XjhBs-A/s1600-h/DSC01984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445106490091819938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/S5DngNoY06I/AAAAAAAAAlM/OiJ5XjhBs-A/s320/DSC01984.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is like 80% of my relatives (paternal side). This is one very memorable gathering.. We celebrated our 2nd day of CNY in Neway!! I love all of them.. Tapi hor, they don't follow instructions very well. The pic above was taken before they pose for a shot. They are suppose to pose as "puffer fish".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/S5Dnfh4BC2I/AAAAAAAAAlE/MH8WSSZWAec/s1600-h/DSC01986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445106478346210146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/S5Dnfh4BC2I/AAAAAAAAAlE/MH8WSSZWAec/s320/DSC01986.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; THIS is the outcome of the pose. *sigh* All wanna act cool and cute only. Ended up only Su Wei and me posed for it. Stupid us... should have known that they never follow instructions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5389151313858313014-6165361044655344339?l=green-t-latte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/6165361044655344339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2010/03/okay-finally-ive-decided-to-post-some.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/6165361044655344339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/6165361044655344339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2010/03/okay-finally-ive-decided-to-post-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/S5DpMZ9qu_I/AAAAAAAAAl0/ND1AomvL2PA/s72-c/DSC01878.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014.post-274205116133452671</id><published>2010-02-23T16:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T16:15:22.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Down with cough &amp; flu</title><content type='html'>Chinese New Year holiday has just passed and I've been sick for the past few days. Cough is getting worse and the minor flu don't seem to go away. To make things worse, there are too much homework and assignments from college which makes me feel like fainting. I still often wonder why do the school/lecturers gave us so much work till we can barely breath. According to one of my friend, we have a total of 13-14 assignment to complete in a 4-month semester (including the CNY holidays). God~ please let me recover asap so that I can complete the "tortures" a.k.a assignments, given to us before the due date!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5389151313858313014-274205116133452671?l=green-t-latte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/274205116133452671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2010/02/down-with-cough-flu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/274205116133452671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/274205116133452671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2010/02/down-with-cough-flu.html' title='Down with cough &amp; flu'/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014.post-3171013772711905811</id><published>2010-02-01T23:05:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T03:06:59.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chanel's B-day party</title><content type='html'>Chanel's birthday party was held at Opera, Sunway 2 weeks ago on the 22/01/2010. Updating post a bit lagging, sorry. Anyway, Ivise and her friends decided to explore Opera since they had never been there before. Neither have I. Party suppose to start at 10 but we arrived at 11.30 and we are the very few who were there. Gosh, Malaysians (including me) just love to be late. Since the crowd at the VIP area wasn't many, we took the chance to ber-cam-whore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/S2by5JBYq7I/AAAAAAAAAk0/UX9AUnVpGfM/s1600-h/DSC01770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433297063957277618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/S2by5JBYq7I/AAAAAAAAAk0/UX9AUnVpGfM/s320/DSC01770.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Left to right: Chanel (birthday girl), Chanel's cousin (name whom I forgot, sorry),  me, Ivise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/S2bxUx1H0jI/AAAAAAAAAks/q2nG1Ajoigo/s1600-h/DSC01778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433295339744907826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/S2bxUx1H0jI/AAAAAAAAAks/q2nG1Ajoigo/s320/DSC01778.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chanel was one of the ex-stewardess for MAS. We used to work together to few destinations. I first met her was on my trip to Johannesburg in year 2005 (can't really recall). She's so funny and bubbly that we became friends and maintained it till today. We both have the same interests = shopping and cosmetics!. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I recalled the time when we were on a trip to Stockholm and en route to New York (during our stewardesses moment). It was snowing in both places and both of us practically hid in the hotel in Stockholm for the whole duration we were there because it was too COLD!! freezing~ We spent our time watching drama movies and hanging out with the rest of the crews. When it is cold and snowing; we eat, sleep, gossip. What else is there to do? I shall write a post about Stockholm during summer in future. Please be patient for it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In New York, it was cold but bearable. I love the States because...... I get to buy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;a) Bath and Body Works body care&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;b) A HUGE variety of junk food (I can spend hours in the supermarket)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;c) Brands like Forever 21, GAP, Guess, Coach, Marc Jacob, Nine West, CK are much cheaper    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;    there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So, Chanel and I went for a shopping craze. Actually, she was even crazier than I am. Lol, oopsie!! Those were the good-o'-days. OH!! Please spot Chanel (the human, not the brand) in the pic below..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433300109417738002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/S2b1qaPvbxI/AAAAAAAAAk8/Fb03CBS-UdY/s320/Chanel+MAS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tada!! The "in uniform" and "out of uniform" image. And yes, my dear friend here is indeed one of the MAS model. Her face appears in many billboards and advertisements. Leng lui leh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, back to the topic of the party. The crowd began to fill up after midnight. They even had some stunt performances! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/S2bxUZlSyDI/AAAAAAAAAkk/33lYxQ6L4u4/s1600-h/DSC01788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433295333236066354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/S2bxUZlSyDI/AAAAAAAAAkk/33lYxQ6L4u4/s320/DSC01788.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Top left to right: Ruby, Theresa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bottom left to right: (Chanel's cousin), Chanel, Jenny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/S2bxT-LRpzI/AAAAAAAAAkc/brxNIcMEezk/s1600-h/DSC01792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433295325879183154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/S2bxT-LRpzI/AAAAAAAAAkc/brxNIcMEezk/s320/DSC01792.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ivise, Jean, Ivy (not me, but similar name)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/S2bxTX8OdWI/AAAAAAAAAkU/LnBRUPtsS4Q/s1600-h/DSC01781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433295315615511906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/S2bxTX8OdWI/AAAAAAAAAkU/LnBRUPtsS4Q/s320/DSC01781.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the stunt performance I was talking about earlier. Can you see the performer hanging her head on that piece of long cloth? Not just hanging... she was swinging around! And miraculously.. she did not break her neck. Warning: Children, please do not try this at home. If you wanna try, go to Opera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/S2bxS1EpghI/AAAAAAAAAkM/k7CbCaN1vl0/s1600-h/DSC01772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433295306255598098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/S2bxS1EpghI/AAAAAAAAAkM/k7CbCaN1vl0/s320/DSC01772.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ivise and I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After a night of partying.. back to the reality of ASSIGNMENTS!!! Oh, thanks Chanel for the warm hospitality. Lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/5389151313858313014-3171013772711905811?l=green-t-latte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/3171013772711905811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2010/02/chanels-b-day-party.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/3171013772711905811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/3171013772711905811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2010/02/chanels-b-day-party.html' title='Chanel&apos;s B-day party'/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/S2by5JBYq7I/AAAAAAAAAk0/UX9AUnVpGfM/s72-c/DSC01770.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014.post-8041443971186984763</id><published>2010-01-29T21:20:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T15:11:09.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vivien's B-day</title><content type='html'>It's time to revive my blog after a long break. There are so many events I want to blog about but because I'm too lazy, I'll just blog about what happened recently. Class has just started and assignments are pouring in (as usual). However, this term's assignment are harder and more complicating than I thought it would be. I shall leave this stressful topic aside and talk about some happy moments for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Vivien's birthday on the 28/01/2010. So we decided to have a little celebration at Neway. Nat suggested that the dress code would be either dresses or skirts. The only ones who wasn't wearing dresses were Eric and Amanda. Cannot blame Amanda since she didn't get the notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432211196021232690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/S2MXTTu-1DI/AAAAAAAAAkE/N9uPdRJUdUw/s320/DSC01804.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me and Vivien (a.k.a Vi), the birthday girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/S2MXS1BztLI/AAAAAAAAAj8/UiObZIVaOWI/s1600-h/DSC01799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432211187778696370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/S2MXS1BztLI/AAAAAAAAAj8/UiObZIVaOWI/s320/DSC01799.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Left to right: Vi, Nat, Abby and Eric. Ehem~ See how "chou lou" Vi was? Normally, she's not so "chou lou".. In fact, it was the opposite. Nat on the other hand.. well, she's only prim and proper during her camera-mode-time OR when she is ber-drama-ing. See how sweet she is in the pic? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/S2LllbWmD_I/AAAAAAAAAj0/flF9nmIKfs4/s1600-h/DSC01800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432156531722686450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/S2LllbWmD_I/AAAAAAAAAj0/flF9nmIKfs4/s320/DSC01800.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Nat and I was secretly trying to surprise Vi with the mini cake decorated by M&amp;amp;Ms (did by Nat) but Vi didn't seem to be surprise.. so mission failed. There was this funny moment where I called the waiter to bring in the cake. Manatau&lt;em&gt;, &lt;/em&gt;when we were expecting the waiter to bring in the cake... Ms. Vivien wanna go toilet!!! &lt;em&gt;Kik sei~ &lt;/em&gt;Imagine cake comes in without the birthday girl.. So how? Rushed out to ask the waiters to hold on first. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then, when it finally comes to the part where the cake comes in and the birthday song is playing... everyone were happily singing the birthday song and wishing Vi. Dengan tiba-tibanye, the song stopped!! The screen went blank! How can?? We were stunned for awhile and Nat was quick to act; opened the door and shouted "Hey, why no song?!". We were puzzled for a moment on why did they off the screen. Then someone suddenly said "Eh, I think someone must have touched the switch which caused the screen to turn off". And guess who was the nearest to the switch?? Please slowly scroll down... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/S2LlkhLG8nI/AAAAAAAAAjs/7C5oExokpKo/s1600-h/DSC01813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432156516105253490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/S2LlkhLG8nI/AAAAAAAAAjs/7C5oExokpKo/s320/DSC01813.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/S2Llj8R8EwI/AAAAAAAAAjk/fpXDG2HNMlQ/s1600-h/DSC01817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432156506201789186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/S2Llj8R8EwI/AAAAAAAAAjk/fpXDG2HNMlQ/s320/DSC01817.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the CULPRIT!!! Natalie Chai Chao Teng. Celaka betul~ Can go blame the workers pulak. She was dancing near the switch and must have swung her arms around and hit the button (while we were half way singing the birthday song). *faint*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/S2LljRTSw3I/AAAAAAAAAjc/HyUdxijC_w8/s1600-h/DSC01819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432156494664745842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/S2LljRTSw3I/AAAAAAAAAjc/HyUdxijC_w8/s320/DSC01819.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Although the birthday song was abruptly interrupted. We continued to have fun and even gave the birthday girl "flying kisses".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/S2LliyuS9xI/AAAAAAAAAjU/6qtjQgrrMw4/s1600-h/DSC01820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432156486456506130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/S2LliyuS9xI/AAAAAAAAAjU/6qtjQgrrMw4/s320/DSC01820.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She likes her pressie!! Happy Birthday Vi~&lt;br /&gt;&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/5389151313858313014-8041443971186984763?l=green-t-latte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/8041443971186984763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2010/01/viviens-b-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/8041443971186984763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/8041443971186984763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2010/01/viviens-b-day.html' title='Vivien&apos;s B-day'/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/S2MXTTu-1DI/AAAAAAAAAkE/N9uPdRJUdUw/s72-c/DSC01804.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014.post-8338866837427804351</id><published>2009-12-07T00:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T02:42:49.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The newly wed Andrew &amp; Jo</title><content type='html'>I've recently tried my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;photoshop&lt;/span&gt; skill on the pictures I've taken. After some trials and errors.. these are the results. On the 05.12.2009, my dear cousin brother Andrew, married Jo, my now cousin sister-in-law. See the pic below? The pair in the coloured spot amongst the black and white. I was surprise I can still hold it through that morning despite not having any sleep (or maybe an hour nap) the night before. Not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;forgetting&lt;/span&gt; a 5 hours karaoke session with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jovy&lt;/span&gt; and friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412173805386047634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SxvnZqy1oJI/AAAAAAAAAjI/4RXwLRoes9Y/s320/CS+%26+Jo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Family pic (groom's side)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SxvkAOE-JYI/AAAAAAAAAjA/JWppWIoxQtU/s1600-h/CS+%26+Jo+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412170069645862274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SxvkAOE-JYI/AAAAAAAAAjA/JWppWIoxQtU/s320/CS+%26+Jo+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; From left: Jane, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;SuWei&lt;/span&gt;, me, Jo, Andrew, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Jovy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The wedding dinner was held at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Tai&lt;/span&gt; Thong. The food was good.. really. Better than most of the wedding dinners I've attended although the environment was average. I ate till my dress felt tight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sxvj_sGu5UI/AAAAAAAAAi4/9YguBOZxigY/s1600-h/CS+%26+Jo3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412170060526445890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sxvj_sGu5UI/AAAAAAAAAi4/9YguBOZxigY/s320/CS+%26+Jo3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Mee&lt;/span&gt; Suet and Vince (the toddler), &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Suwei&lt;/span&gt;, me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Vince is so adorable.. He used to smile &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ALOT&lt;/span&gt;. Recently, he was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt;' moody.. Perhaps because his "aunties" (me included) kept disturbing him. See his frowning face? Sigh* He even prefers Ashton than me!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Hmmph&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sxvj_ONWhoI/AAAAAAAAAiw/sW77I0AX2pA/s1600-h/CS+%26+Jo+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412170052501145218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sxvj_ONWhoI/AAAAAAAAAiw/sW77I0AX2pA/s320/CS+%26+Jo+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me, Dad and Mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sxvj-hEB-zI/AAAAAAAAAio/PDU7667jWv4/s1600-h/CS+%26+Jo+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412170040382454578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sxvj-hEB-zI/AAAAAAAAAio/PDU7667jWv4/s320/CS+%26+Jo+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ashton and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sxvj-BFD87I/AAAAAAAAAig/SRM9b_9t988/s1600-h/Mickey+CS+%26+Jo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412170031796843442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sxvj-BFD87I/AAAAAAAAAig/SRM9b_9t988/s320/Mickey+CS+%26+Jo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best wishes to Andrew &amp;amp; Jo. May both of you have a joyful and lovey &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;dovey&lt;/span&gt; future ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5389151313858313014-8338866837427804351?l=green-t-latte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/8338866837427804351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/12/newly-wed-andrew-jo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/8338866837427804351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/8338866837427804351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/12/newly-wed-andrew-jo.html' title='The newly wed Andrew &amp; Jo'/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SxvnZqy1oJI/AAAAAAAAAjI/4RXwLRoes9Y/s72-c/CS+%26+Jo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014.post-2882418697169637576</id><published>2009-11-21T00:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T21:06:26.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cameron tour</title><content type='html'>Cameron tour!! We bought the map of Cameron for Rm4. Our first stop was the Boh tea plantation.. I thought it would be just tea farms and maybe an old tea factory. But I was amazed that the factory and the cafe was strategically situated on top of the hill. At the cafe, you may have tea and enjoy the magnificent view of the many acres of tea farm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bought so many corns that it filled up half of the car bonnet. Can't resist the temptation because the corns are so delicious and crunchy!! Paid Rm10 for 6. Cheap cheap.. Oh, the fried mushroom is equally good as well. Can get them at Kea Farm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406231918829850242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SwbLSWc7ToI/AAAAAAAAAiY/5uX-enhhbKQ/s320/DSC01376.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Breakfast at Lakehouse!! The traditional English breakfast - Eggs, ham, sausages, pancakes, fruits, juice and of course English Breakfast tea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SwbLRzHa0CI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/QtFrqCSDuJQ/s1600/DSC01377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406231909344399394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SwbLRzHa0CI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/QtFrqCSDuJQ/s320/DSC01377.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The view of lakehouse. Taking a stroll in the morning around the English cottage is a must!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SwbLRTov9YI/AAAAAAAAAiI/flV0ypQBkbQ/s1600/DSC01383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406231900894262658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SwbLRTov9YI/AAAAAAAAAiI/flV0ypQBkbQ/s320/DSC01383.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a species of cactus.. err.. though it look like a flower. According to the farmer, need to water them once everyday 3 days. Very easy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SwbLRNqWXpI/AAAAAAAAAiA/NTOOcRpxvtQ/s1600/DSC01407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406231899290361490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SwbLRNqWXpI/AAAAAAAAAiA/NTOOcRpxvtQ/s320/DSC01407.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I really like this picture. It looks as if it's a plane on the verge of taking off. Pic taken at the butterfly garden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SwbHSKB3WeI/AAAAAAAAAh4/9ruU06P1jZc/s1600/DSC01409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406227517448608226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SwbHSKB3WeI/AAAAAAAAAh4/9ruU06P1jZc/s320/DSC01409.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bunga raya!!! Kita punye national flower.. Oh, sungguh cantik sekali~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SwbHRfSNu7I/AAAAAAAAAhw/CKOaJx7ulRw/s1600/DSC01434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406227505974459314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SwbHRfSNu7I/AAAAAAAAAhw/CKOaJx7ulRw/s320/DSC01434.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SwbHQj2vN9I/AAAAAAAAAho/oXcSeOjt_zY/s1600/DSC01443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406227490021521362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SwbHQj2vN9I/AAAAAAAAAho/oXcSeOjt_zY/s320/DSC01443.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Boh tea plantation.. The view is breathtakingly..... full of greenery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SwbHQMNyfYI/AAAAAAAAAhg/S7D5Ru84Ak4/s1600/DSC01494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406227483675753858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SwbHQMNyfYI/AAAAAAAAAhg/S7D5Ru84Ak4/s320/DSC01494.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ain't she pretty? Taken at the Rose Garden. Ash took almost a hundred pics of flower.... Can faint. I only upload one, to show his photo taking skill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SwbHPll8L7I/AAAAAAAAAhY/nUmc6M9IakE/s1600/DSC01496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406227473308069810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SwbHPll8L7I/AAAAAAAAAhY/nUmc6M9IakE/s320/DSC01496.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Strawberries!!! Go to Cameron of coz must eat strawberries and MUST drink the strawberry juice! Trust me, the juice is soOoO SEDAP!!! Not sour at all.. refreshingly sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5389151313858313014-2882418697169637576?l=green-t-latte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/2882418697169637576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/11/cameron-tour.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/2882418697169637576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/2882418697169637576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/11/cameron-tour.html' title='Cameron tour'/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SwbLSWc7ToI/AAAAAAAAAiY/5uX-enhhbKQ/s72-c/DSC01376.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014.post-6233332588939731768</id><published>2009-11-19T22:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T02:09:08.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cameron - Lakehouse</title><content type='html'>Went to Cameron the other day. I enjoyed myself very much and totally love the place especially Lakehouse. The British design cottage/hotel captured my heart. It was so cosy and peaceful. I felt like I was somewhere else (not in Malaysia). Oh, must thank Ashton for the lovely holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During our journey uphill, as the gentle cold breeze blew at my face, listening to the soft music... aah~ The tranquility...... and all of a sudden, I heard this sound "Vroom..... ngeeehhkkk... vroommm...." Ok, you must be thinking some car racing uphill/downhill yeah?? NO!! It's our dear Mr. Ashton making that silly sound thinking that he's Jay Chou in Initial-D drifting!!! *faint* But so funny that I can't stop giggling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God the weather was cool and not much of rainfall. Managed to visit many places and ber-gila (doing crazy silly random acts) with Ashton.. erm.. actually, only he ber-gila, I'm was quite normal. Haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405846854372725058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SwVtEpkMkUI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/W_WD2u7ZVb0/s320/DSC01313.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The mini cactus.. Rm10 for 7 pots! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405846844493684178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SwVtEEw2XdI/AAAAAAAAAhI/iEqGR_yjxvU/s320/DSC01316.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I decided to adopt this and one more. I named it Lollipop. Ashton didn't like it so I renamed it Junior T. For your information, Junior T is the name of this pet (fish) in a cafe we had our lunch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SwVtDcxu2CI/AAAAAAAAAhA/cTVPDESMvjg/s1600/DSC01336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405846833759967266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SwVtDcxu2CI/AAAAAAAAAhA/cTVPDESMvjg/s320/DSC01336.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the strawberry farm. It's not the season yet, so no strawberry plucking activities are allowed. We are only allowed to visit. Ash was so upset that he insisted that he at least had to pluck one. *faint* Btw, he didn't managed to because there isn't any huge red ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SwVtC9F_gkI/AAAAAAAAAg4/BJbh_Je1DpM/s1600/DSC01368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405846825255010882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SwVtC9F_gkI/AAAAAAAAAg4/BJbh_Je1DpM/s320/DSC01368.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lakehouse interior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SwVtCUVQYLI/AAAAAAAAAgw/acb6BwwVppQ/s1600/DSC01369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405846814313177266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SwVtCUVQYLI/AAAAAAAAAgw/acb6BwwVppQ/s320/DSC01369.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405827982708059218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SwVb6LIuLFI/AAAAAAAAAgo/_VHveH5mQ7E/s320/DSC01269.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is Lakehouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SwVb5tOjWCI/AAAAAAAAAgg/xYlizbbxe6w/s1600/DSC01270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405827974679451682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SwVb5tOjWCI/AAAAAAAAAgg/xYlizbbxe6w/s320/DSC01270.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nice view, I mean the background. The Honeymoon suite is located on the hilltop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SwVb5Ey0e0I/AAAAAAAAAgY/VrEMMNn-Jmw/s1600/DSC01274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405827963825716034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SwVb5Ey0e0I/AAAAAAAAAgY/VrEMMNn-Jmw/s320/DSC01274.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SwVb4e0tyqI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/wcVzTIk43kQ/s1600/DSC01292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405827953633118882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SwVb4e0tyqI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/wcVzTIk43kQ/s320/DSC01292.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The lounge for the customers to hang out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5389151313858313014-6233332588939731768?l=green-t-latte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/6233332588939731768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/11/cameron-lakehouse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/6233332588939731768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/6233332588939731768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/11/cameron-lakehouse.html' title='Cameron - Lakehouse'/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SwVtEpkMkUI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/W_WD2u7ZVb0/s72-c/DSC01313.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014.post-7533967150362142989</id><published>2009-11-16T01:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T01:59:34.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspiring</title><content type='html'>Hello.. I can now blog stress-freely since my final exams have just past 2 days ago. I meant to blog about my experience of surviving through my finals (for this 2nd semester). About how my mind came to a "mind-block"- meaning, can't input anything into it. And how I survive with approximately 3 hours of sleep a day. Then, right now.. at this moment, all those stressful thoughts just vanished. *poof* Gone.. Then, I wanted to blog about how I celebrated the end of my finals.. But no inspiration. No oomph... U know, I need that feeling to be able to write/blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead.. I was googling about photography and I found this "beautiful" blogger. "Beautiful" as in her blogs and photography. Honestly, not many bloggers' blog I find interesting. Nor have i ever recommended any particular ones, BUT, this particular one is indeed interesting (to me). I don't know her, nor ever heard of her. But reading through her blogs makes me feel...... warm. That special feeling is like, admiring someone from afar. It captures my heart.. makes me feel that "Wow, this is a blog worth reading". No offense to other bloggers out there. I ain't no great blogger anyway, which makes me feel so tiny compared to hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What captures me most is the photography skill. Her pictures brings life into the photo itself. I love photography.. as in admiring photography skill. I can't take beautiful pictures, not a pro photographer, no DSLR or what-so-ever. But, I still love photography AND art (Make-up, beautiful colours, etc etc). OH, AND travel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After so much babble about this mysterious blogger, I think I should let you know who she is. So check this out if you are interested. I'm  not promoting her.. As I've said, I don't know her.  &lt;a href="http://www.aphotoadayproject.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.aphotoadayproject.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5389151313858313014-7533967150362142989?l=green-t-latte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/7533967150362142989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/11/inspiring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/7533967150362142989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/7533967150362142989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/11/inspiring.html' title='Inspiring'/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014.post-8699384463946318743</id><published>2009-10-25T15:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T13:24:48.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 3 - Sipadan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;If a person goes to Mabul and does not go to Sipadan which is 15 mins boat ride away.. They must be crazy! Sipadan is the only oceanic island in Malaysia. A world class diving spot for divers. Situated on top of a volcanic sea mount, it rises 600 metres from the sea floor!! They allow only 100+ visitors per day and there isn't any resorts available. No one is allow to stay on the island and if I'm not wrong, no diving after 5pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Before I'm even there, I've heard so much of it. So, to prove that Sipadan is an island worth going, I visited it myself. I can't dive as I do not have a diving license so I snorkeled. And trust me.. once you plunged into the water, you'll be driven away by those enchanting corals and 3,000 species of fishes. I was swimming in between the school of jack fish and Giant Trivolis and white tip reef sharks were circling below. Not just that, I touched the green turtle who was swimming slowly below me. I got to see so much that I wished I was a diver!! WHY??!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396444658700754322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SuQF01PpnZI/AAAAAAAAAgI/XZ9zyFAOPWU/s320/DSC01094.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SuQDDVsAVtI/AAAAAAAAAf4/ETJER9vEy34/s1600-h/DSC01087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396441609392903890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SuQDDVsAVtI/AAAAAAAAAf4/ETJER9vEy34/s320/DSC01087.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SuQDC-kBBZI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qcv2OrEpi7I/s1600-h/DSC01081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396441603185378706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SuQDC-kBBZI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qcv2OrEpi7I/s320/DSC01081.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Together with the dive masters and divers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SuQDCgmwtbI/AAAAAAAAAfo/krwQ3Ln29nc/s1600-h/DSC01069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396441595143828914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SuQDCgmwtbI/AAAAAAAAAfo/krwQ3Ln29nc/s320/DSC01069.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aah.. The famous Napoleon Wrasse. It was so gigantic! I'm sure it's about a metre long. We were feeding it with bread at the jetty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SuQDCLNe1TI/AAAAAAAAAfg/tknR0Qn8Te4/s1600-h/DSC01039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396441589400655154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SuQDCLNe1TI/AAAAAAAAAfg/tknR0Qn8Te4/s320/DSC01039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is where we had our breakfast, lunch and dinner. Food was way better than Semporna's. The even had crabs for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SuQDB9emuQI/AAAAAAAAAfY/fUq2RfbygEE/s1600-h/DSC01024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396441585714379010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SuQDB9emuQI/AAAAAAAAAfY/fUq2RfbygEE/s320/DSC01024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Looking at the sunset... blissful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396444652062326642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SuQF0cg7P3I/AAAAAAAAAgA/E7Mxgkg2nBc/s320/DSC01100.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were so adventurous that we went snake hunting. Not just ordinary snakes.. sea snakes! You can die within 15 mins if bitten by them. We must be out of our mind.. There were 5 of them gliding and curling around on of the jetty. Children, do not even try doing this ok? It's very dangerous and only adults with a brave heart are allowed to go. Haha~ They (the snakes) are found near the helipad jetty near the Water Bungalow area. So folks, if you think that sitting at the jetty at night trying to impress the girl/guy next to you or if you think it's romantic to do so... make sure you check the area around you first!!! Won't wanna die in 15 mins after kissing your mate right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This is the end of my lovely trip sponsored by daddy. Thanks mom and dad for this memorable trip. Love you both!! I'm too lazy to blog about my trip back to KL.. Nothing interesting. Only hours and hours of sitting and no return tickets available to KL from Tawau. So no choice, have to fly to Kota Kinabalu and take a flight from there to KL. Left Mabul at 11a.m, reach home at midnight! WTH..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5389151313858313014-8699384463946318743?l=green-t-latte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/8699384463946318743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/10/day-3-sipadan.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/8699384463946318743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/8699384463946318743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/10/day-3-sipadan.html' title='Day 3 - Sipadan'/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SuQF01PpnZI/AAAAAAAAAgI/XZ9zyFAOPWU/s72-c/DSC01094.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014.post-5752766304557191581</id><published>2009-10-24T15:20:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T15:27:49.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2 - Mabul</title><content type='html'>19.10.2009 - We were so excited to go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mabul&lt;/span&gt; that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ivise&lt;/span&gt; and I woke up early (a little earlier than usual) and packed our stuffs. Breakfast at the hotel was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;disappointment&lt;/span&gt; despite it being one of the best hotel in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Semporna&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396066667339716050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SuKuC1scFdI/AAAAAAAAAeA/LNiUCjKggPk/s320/DSC00931.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This was the waiting spot for the boat to arrive and pick us up to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Mabul&lt;/span&gt;. Mom said that the boat only comes once a day and leaves at 9a.m. It took us almost an hour to arrive at the beautiful island surrounded by crystal clear water and colourful fishes swimming at the shallow water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396066692647399826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SuKuET-QsZI/AAAAAAAAAeg/rPTeaXiAYSE/s320/DSC00987.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396066688397606722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SuKuEEJB_0I/AAAAAAAAAeY/3uu5YsRoKUM/s320/DSC00982.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396066680753427986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SuKuDnqhFhI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/_ORwUenQ744/s320/DSC00970.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The chalets we stayed in. We got the sea view!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SuKuDGVfEMI/AAAAAAAAAeI/MLw1ujE7mf4/s1600-h/DSC00960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396066671806845122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SuKuDGVfEMI/AAAAAAAAAeI/MLw1ujE7mf4/s320/DSC00960.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Crystal clear water. Just couldn't wait to jump in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396074741630830706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SuK1Y0xdCHI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/5dF9H1RdY1U/s320/DSC00999.JPG" border="0" /&gt; The best part of being here is that you can fish feed or snorkel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;around&lt;/span&gt; the Water Bungalow area. The place where &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Ivise&lt;/span&gt; is standing in the picture is one of the jetty. We saw lion fish, angel fish, mini &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;todaks&lt;/span&gt;, star fish, etc etc... Too many!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396072508796549570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SuKzW20RucI/AAAAAAAAAe4/lE3GiW5UFNc/s320/DSC01008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;See what I meant by how clear is the water?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396074728717237874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SuK1YEqnPnI/AAAAAAAAAfA/oyk8wHDQSdM/s320/DSC01006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;If you do plan to visit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Mabul&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Sipadan&lt;/span&gt;, be sure to bring along a loaf of bread for fish feeding. If you are lucky, you get to see parrot fish and Napoleon &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Wrasse&lt;/span&gt; coming as well. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396074733721455474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SuK1YXTti3I/AAAAAAAAAfI/q2gB7tUjVlo/s320/DSC01001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ain't they pretty? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We get to snorkel and dive (if you are a diver) on the day we arrive. If you do not have the equipments, you can rent. The dive master assigned to you will bring you out by boat to the dive/snorkel spot. I was terrified when I realised that my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;snorkeling&lt;/span&gt; area was dark blue water. I couldn't even see the bottom of the sea!! What awaits me down there? Yikes! I said "Mommy, even if you kill me, I won't jump into the water". Both my parents laughed and told me that it's perfectly safe. Well, of course it's safe for them... because they are DIVERS and I'm NOT! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Ivise&lt;/span&gt;, being the more adventurous one.. had jumped into the dark water with her dive master and her oxygen tank and was soon no where to be seen. My parents... *sigh* follow suit. Leaving me on the boat rocking... Well, what can I do? Jump &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;lor&lt;/span&gt;! So yeah, they jump, I jump! As I was in the water, it wasn't as scary as I thought. I can actually see the bottom although not very clear due to the lack of sun light and the depth. So I paddle real hard to the shallower water and to my relief, they (The corals and fishes) are so damn beautiful! Soon, I was chasing the turtles and paddling to deeper water. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Lol&lt;/span&gt;, what did I say previously... "even if you kill me, I still won't jump"? Now, "Kill me and I'll still jump!". Honestly, it's NOT perfectly safe BUT it's safe enough for a dive/snorkel. Worst case scenario, got bitten by reef sharks or stung by jelly fish or jelly bug. You still won't die... I think. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5389151313858313014-5752766304557191581?l=green-t-latte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/5752766304557191581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/10/day-2-mabul.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/5752766304557191581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/5752766304557191581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/10/day-2-mabul.html' title='Day 2 - Mabul'/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SuKuC1scFdI/AAAAAAAAAeA/LNiUCjKggPk/s72-c/DSC00931.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014.post-3530669144738401321</id><published>2009-10-24T15:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T15:20:49.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1 - Semporna</title><content type='html'>18.20.2009 - Ivise and I took an early flight to Tawau. Flight time approximately 2 hrs 45 mins. I told her that Air Asia is now serving Krispy Kreme and she said she wanted to try even though she'd tried it before. Kononnya, it might taste better 10,000 feet above sea level. *faint* So when the lovely lady in red came pushing her trolley cart, I ordered for a box of doughnuts. And my usual dear sister just sat there staring blankly at me waiting for me to pay! Cis~ So yeah, I forked out Rm7 for the doughnuts and..... it doesn't taste good. Very upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396060122065254290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SuKoF2pZt5I/AAAAAAAAAdg/8jg4CG8K6rA/s320/DSC00925.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After an hour nap on board, I went and look for my ex-colleague/friend, Lily (also the stewardess operating on the flight). As usual, we ber-gossip till the aircraft descend. The flight was so light (few passengers) that we chit chatted for about 40 mins and there isn't any call or request from passengers. After arriving at Tawau, we reunited with my lovely parent and hop into the cab for an hour ride to Semporna. The hotel in Semporna was fine but the food ain't that good. The area gave me a feeling as if I might be kidnap anytime. We see "Mat Rempit" everywhere riding on bikes, driving cars and by the streets. Sangat takut. And worst, no taxis! Only "kereta sapu", a kind of private car where u pay them and they drive u to your destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396060140559248290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SuKoG7itq6I/AAAAAAAAAdw/7QLg4XUsFlE/s320/DSC00929.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;All these for Rm70? Not that cheap. And they told us that seafood in Semporna is real cheap. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396060130143329058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SuKoGUvXWyI/AAAAAAAAAdo/X9JM2zBPCOA/s320/DSC00927.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Me and mom&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5389151313858313014-3530669144738401321?l=green-t-latte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/3530669144738401321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/10/day-1-semporna.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/3530669144738401321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/3530669144738401321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/10/day-1-semporna.html' title='Day 1 - Semporna'/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SuKoF2pZt5I/AAAAAAAAAdg/8jg4CG8K6rA/s72-c/DSC00925.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014.post-7081591025708760145</id><published>2009-10-16T00:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T01:39:47.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shereen's birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt; To celebrate dear Shereen's birthday, we had dinner at Michaelangelo, Solaris. The food was good with excellent service. I like the atmosphere in Solaris.. The area isn't too crowded and I feel safe walking around without fearing for snatch thieves. Lol.. Paranoid. Cool place to hang out with friends and chit chat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392872844335585282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/StdVR315GAI/AAAAAAAAAdY/C3L8yKLk5P8/s320/DSC00924.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Vye, Shereen + me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5389151313858313014-7081591025708760145?l=green-t-latte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/7081591025708760145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/10/shereens-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/7081591025708760145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/7081591025708760145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/10/shereens-birthday.html' title='Shereen&apos;s birthday'/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/StdVR315GAI/AAAAAAAAAdY/C3L8yKLk5P8/s72-c/DSC00924.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014.post-3387605740689527481</id><published>2009-09-30T20:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T21:37:26.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My "kaki lepak"</title><content type='html'>Hiya... For some unknown reason, I suddenly had the urge to talk about my darlings a.k.a "kaki lepak" (friends I usually hang out with). Apart from my college mates and my ex-colleagues from MAS, these beauties below are the gang that I usually hang out with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387239815585919682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SsNSEcfW8sI/AAAAAAAAAdI/b8GK-Mi5BkI/s320/DSC00865.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Vye (right). Friendship: 8 years. We hang out about 2-3 times a month whenever I'm not spending time with Ashton or busy studying/doing assignment. Cantik kan? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387239825875396850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SsNSFC0j6PI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/L71K0HsBhcA/s320/DSC00869.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My belated birthday present from Vye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SsNSD50BSaI/AAAAAAAAAdA/im9ei1rmsQc/s1600-h/DSC00864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387239806277339554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SsNSD50BSaI/AAAAAAAAAdA/im9ei1rmsQc/s320/DSC00864.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Shereen. Friendship: 8 years. I knew her the same time I got to know Vye. All 3 of us graduated from the same image styling academy. I get to see her once a month or sometimes 2-3 months once. A pretty busy lady I must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SsNSDOsCpvI/AAAAAAAAAc4/xgnGN8_25kk/s1600-h/Ivy%27s+pictures+201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387239794701149938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SsNSDOsCpvI/AAAAAAAAAc4/xgnGN8_25kk/s320/Ivy%27s+pictures+201.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This pic was taken 2 years ago. See... I looked different right? Hair different colour only. On my right is Alyssa. My lovely darling. We berkawan for 11 years!! Knew her since high school and till now, we are still close. Another darling of mine (used to be 3 of us) Quinnie, is now in Adelaide. Meeting up with Alyssa is a weekly basis when I'm not too busy. She looks cuter now with her brown hair but i couldn't find a pic of her recent look. Will post it up next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SsNSCvEngGI/AAAAAAAAAcw/xWbKuKYODgc/s1600-h/DSCN2909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387239786214293602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SsNSCvEngGI/AAAAAAAAAcw/xWbKuKYODgc/s320/DSCN2909.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ah... By now I'm sure you all are familiar with this gang. My dearest cousins and erm.. 2 bodyguards (the boys). From left: Jovy, me, Su Wei, Irene, Ivise, Derrick, Ivine, Bryan. We bergathering on a twice monthly basis. Ivise will be back soon!! Reunion for 2 weeks with her before she flies back to Melbourne again. Hope she brings home some presents for me. *ngek ngek*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5389151313858313014-3387605740689527481?l=green-t-latte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/3387605740689527481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-kaki-lepak.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/3387605740689527481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/3387605740689527481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-kaki-lepak.html' title='My &quot;kaki lepak&quot;'/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SsNSEcfW8sI/AAAAAAAAAdI/b8GK-Mi5BkI/s72-c/DSC00865.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014.post-6252663678797220161</id><published>2009-09-19T17:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T04:55:38.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday celebration pictures</title><content type='html'>These are the pics from my B-day celebration. The top 2 are pics taken courtesy from Amanda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 130px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 97px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383277327476204114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SrU-NR-iIlI/AAAAAAAAAco/R-LfBC0eSXQ/s320/9328_139824157476_725687476_3089768_5364121_s.jpg" /&gt;Thinking of what my b'day wish should be..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 130px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 97px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383277325047738322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SrU-NI7ir9I/AAAAAAAAAcg/bma1Jl7nwDg/s320/9328_139824192476_725687476_3089769_1565870_s.jpg" /&gt;The b'day cupcakes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then, on the 18th Sep, my darlings (cousins) and friends had a belated celebration with me at Fireman, Jaya One. We were entertained with some fire performances. A table of guest nearby was also celebrating birthday for a friend of theirs. So, the birthday boy was called to go on stage to participate in the performance. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383275978943826738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SrU8-yTXCzI/AAAAAAAAAcY/ZfFYz2bu7co/s320/DSC00795.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;He has no clue what the performer wanted to do to him. The performer started with applying some liquid on his chest down to his abs. Then, he lit it with fire! which only lasted for 2 seconds.. After that, when the boy was still trying to recover from his shock.. the performer knelt down and applied the liquid on his pants!! See the pic above? I guess you should know what happen next... *ngek ngek*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SrU8-YSzApI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/CiRft5RB1P0/s1600-h/DSC00796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383275971962143378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SrU8-YSzApI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/CiRft5RB1P0/s320/DSC00796.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He burnt his "Pipi"!!!! Oops..! Not really, only the jeans. Bet he will remember this gift from the performer for life. Thank God I'm not the one on stage. Phew~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SrU896rkjUI/AAAAAAAAAcI/yy-RI9r3c8g/s1600-h/DSC00798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383275964012989762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SrU896rkjUI/AAAAAAAAAcI/yy-RI9r3c8g/s320/DSC00798.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; From left: Derrick, Bryan and Jovy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SrU89JVJJ_I/AAAAAAAAAcA/dBSLdc88iU4/s1600-h/DSC00799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383275950765582322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SrU89JVJJ_I/AAAAAAAAAcA/dBSLdc88iU4/s320/DSC00799.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; From left: Ivine, Irene, Su Wei and Ashton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SrU88nEMfOI/AAAAAAAAAb4/fHgGjlh-DWQ/s1600-h/DSC00801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383275941567692002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SrU88nEMfOI/AAAAAAAAAb4/fHgGjlh-DWQ/s320/DSC00801.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mini cakes.. Couldn't manage to eat them despite them looking good. Was too full to even consume a bite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SrSpJHriACI/AAAAAAAAAbw/QxIoAqY4YgA/s1600-h/DSC00782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383113428760133666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SrSpJHriACI/AAAAAAAAAbw/QxIoAqY4YgA/s320/DSC00782.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is where we grill and simmer/boil our food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SrSpInkR14I/AAAAAAAAAbo/oVit6ClgTBw/s1600-h/DSC00784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383113420139779970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SrSpInkR14I/AAAAAAAAAbo/oVit6ClgTBw/s320/DSC00784.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"rose" beef on a platter. Ain't they pretty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SrSpHwrbK7I/AAAAAAAAAbg/xtxenBhTJ1s/s1600-h/DSC00786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383113405405801394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SrSpHwrbK7I/AAAAAAAAAbg/xtxenBhTJ1s/s320/DSC00786.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our Mr. Fireman!! *applause* One of his stunts.. Not for the weak hearted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SrSpHIdkheI/AAAAAAAAAbY/vHb4Hw6RNGw/s1600-h/DSC00790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383113394610275810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SrSpHIdkheI/AAAAAAAAAbY/vHb4Hw6RNGw/s320/DSC00790.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ready..... here it comes..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SrSpGgmKzWI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/e2dsPady-Vs/s1600-h/DSC00793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383113383908920674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SrSpGgmKzWI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/e2dsPady-Vs/s320/DSC00793.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;AaahhhhHHhhh!!! Someone get the fire extinguisher!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/5389151313858313014-6252663678797220161?l=green-t-latte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/6252663678797220161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/09/birthday-celebration-pictures.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/6252663678797220161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/6252663678797220161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/09/birthday-celebration-pictures.html' title='Birthday celebration pictures'/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SrU-NR-iIlI/AAAAAAAAAco/R-LfBC0eSXQ/s72-c/9328_139824157476_725687476_3089768_5364121_s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014.post-3839792754517177012</id><published>2009-09-18T01:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T01:42:03.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday with cupcakes and end of mid term</title><content type='html'>It's now 01:08, about an hour past my birthday. I was a little upset that the mid term exam was postpone to my birthday. All plans destroyed and I was even more upset after the IMW and CTR test on Wednesday. I'd say I did badly in my IMW and CTR (which ain't surprising). IMW (Media Writing) was a surprise to me. I never thought that the questions would be about explaining the terms more than the format of writing OR writing itself. I was stunned for at least a minute staring at the question paper. The only thought that I had was "Is this media writing? Shouldn't we be writing instead of explaining the terms?". I spent my time memorising the formats for broadcast writing, newswriting, copy writing and blablabla... and in the end, this is what I get? ONE question on the format of copy writing and FOUR questions on explaining some terms! 30% of my final marks for this subject- GONE.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, couldn't blame me for being more upset with all these "upsetting" factors right? And I went to college yesterday praying hard that the ICG (Intro to Computer Graphics) test will be ok. And God actually answered my prayers! It was indeed manageable. Francisca completed it in less than 10 minutes! Light spiritedly, we went to Pyramid for lunch. as i was chit chatting with my usual bunch of friends................ A box of 36 cupcakes appeared right beside me with lit candles sitting on them! Of course, the lovely miniatures were held by our pretty friend- Amanda. I regretted not having my camera with me. That was indeed a surprising moment. Sobs~ The cupcakes were delicious by the way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, ICC subject. I was stuck at one essay question for like...... 45 minutes! Was so frustrated that I kept making faces and my lecturer (no name mention) was actually giggling to himself. Bet he was enjoying that moment of "torturing' us. Why.... ? on my birthday. Sigh. Nevertheless, I still enjoy my day filled with birthday wishes and songs and of course, the thought of my beloved friends presenting me with the lot of lovelies (cupcakes). Thank you darlings..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5389151313858313014-3839792754517177012?l=green-t-latte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/3839792754517177012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/09/birthday-with-cupcakes-and-end-of-mid.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/3839792754517177012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/3839792754517177012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/09/birthday-with-cupcakes-and-end-of-mid.html' title='Birthday with cupcakes and end of mid term'/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014.post-2140210602655253729</id><published>2009-09-07T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T22:07:08.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laziness</title><content type='html'>I'm "supposed" to start studying today for the MPP quiz tomorrow and the mid term exam day after. Blame it on the headache.. I can't concentrate on the notes. I tried to do the tutorial homework but was stuck at Question 2. Frustrated, I decided to blog. How surprising that I can manage to blog even when my brain is hammering so hard (only the left side) and the stress mounting up. To be honest, I SHOULD be feeling the stress right now but oddly, it's very little. What happened to me? I know last minute studying is BAD. I shouldn't be doing it but yet.. look what am I doing now. Blogging!! So not me. What I meant was, it is usual for me to study last minute but not blogging when I'm not suppose to. Then again, I don't even know now when it is the right time to blog. The inspiration has just run dry and that's the reason now I'm crapping hell of lot here. Opps, mind my language. Perhaps, I'm infected by Fran and Nat.. Fran has the tendency to start blogging whatever comes into her head. Without filtering it. Nat on the other hand can be so random at times that no one knows what she's thinking nor plan to do. Both act the same way as they blog... The style and speech "pun sama"= same. Although both of them are kinda weird at times but i still "sayang" them. Eh, Vi, Manda and Abby don't jealous okay? Same goes to you girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I've been sleeping extraordinary late. It may be the cause of my headache. I slept at 6am yesterday. I tried to sleep at 5am after watching 3 series of CSI on AXN. I switched off the lights and turn on the soft music. While I try really hard to relax my mind, the thoughts of the gruesome scenes of CSI kept popping in my mind. I hate horror movies. Not that CSI is horrific, but the one that was shown yesterday was... how shall I put it- "terrifyingly-spookily-trying to be funny-with a stupid ending". I guess it's also because of the CSI that made me had nightmares + insomnia = major headache/migraine. Yet, I still love watching it. What you guys call it "fan chin"=looking for trouble upon yourself (translation a lil' out but somewhere there). Only a true Malaysian will understand it. Patriotic nye~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5389151313858313014-2140210602655253729?l=green-t-latte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/2140210602655253729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/09/laziness.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/2140210602655253729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/2140210602655253729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/09/laziness.html' title='Laziness'/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014.post-7050702191449541427</id><published>2009-09-06T02:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T02:39:59.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cupid!!</title><content type='html'>Yay! Finally, after 3 weeks of waiting; the cupid finally arrived. And, to make me even happier, Ashton bought it for me. Wasn't cheap though but it was worth it. If you were wondering what makes this cupid so special. It was love at first sight. I got struck by it the first time I set my eyes on it through the Thomas Sabo brochure. Unfortunately, they were sold out and I had to make a reservation for it. It took 3 weeks to arrive and when I went and collect the item, this (below) is the last one they had. Sold out so fast! I wonder how many of these were brought into Malaysia. It must have struck many others as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378051280314240722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SqKtJTL3DtI/AAAAAAAAAbI/WiGjJtVK4II/s320/DSC00708.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5389151313858313014-7050702191449541427?l=green-t-latte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/7050702191449541427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/09/cupid.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/7050702191449541427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/7050702191449541427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/09/cupid.html' title='Cupid!!'/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SqKtJTL3DtI/AAAAAAAAAbI/WiGjJtVK4II/s72-c/DSC00708.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014.post-7720700625413484858</id><published>2009-08-29T17:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T18:00:20.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting unlucky</title><content type='html'>I can't stop thinking that I might be a lil' unlucky recently. Not only I have to redo my WHOLE MPP assignment BUT I was also fined for delay of returning the books I borrowed from library. I paid Rm11 for it which is totally unnecessary. And, due to the H1N1 case, school is close till Monday. A whole week of forced holiday. The ONLY good part of it is I get to finish up some of my assignments. The sad parts are; cancelling my plans for the original holiday, no break after the mid-term exams, and H1N1 will still be there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5389151313858313014-7720700625413484858?l=green-t-latte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/7720700625413484858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/08/getting-unlucky.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/7720700625413484858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/7720700625413484858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/08/getting-unlucky.html' title='Getting unlucky'/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014.post-6533207064096328815</id><published>2009-08-23T00:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T01:39:55.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photoshop</title><content type='html'>Out of all 5 assignments I have in hand till now (more to come),  the hardest for me will be computer graphics (ICG). Yet, it's by far the most interesting one. Perhaps it is due to the challenge that I think I can deal with but requires much patient and practice. My ICG assignment will due in less than 2 weeks. I'm really excited with what the outcome of my work will be. I already have the idea in mind and will be taking the pictures I need for the assignment tomorrow. We need to use Photoshop to create a poster! Frankly, I've never touch Photoshop in my entire life (I think). Not so surprising for a computer dummy like me.. Although I've attended a couple of ICG class, I'm still not confident with myself. I guess I'll be spending a lot of time in this one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5389151313858313014-6533207064096328815?l=green-t-latte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/6533207064096328815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/08/photoshop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/6533207064096328815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/6533207064096328815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/08/photoshop.html' title='Photoshop'/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014.post-3408428863664681480</id><published>2009-08-15T15:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:15:41.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>K-session</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thanks to Mr. Winston, who couldn't attend class for today; I get to have my 1st K-session with my college mates. So here's Do-Re-Mi-Fa-So lining up below, waiting to head off to Neway chaffeured by Eric. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370092177176050530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SoZmYheuu2I/AAAAAAAAAbA/UdptNdADTEw/s320/DSC00582.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From left: Vi, Fran, Abby, Nat, Eric&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SoZmYDxWxII/AAAAAAAAAa4/KCqEjYf2iiU/s1600-h/DSC00583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370092169201108098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SoZmYDxWxII/AAAAAAAAAa4/KCqEjYf2iiU/s320/DSC00583.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; From blue clockwise: Me, Fran, Vi, Nat &amp;amp; Abby &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I suddenly had the urge to do manicure and nail art for the girls. So after our IMW class which finishes 30 mins earlier, I started painting Nat's, Vi's and Fran's nails. They were so afraid that their freshly polished nails would get ruin, they just stick their hands up and not touch anything. Nat, who was the awkward-est of them all became stiffed up and quieter (because she's usually the most active among us) + a lil' emo-ness due to not being able to do other things. E.g Like a child not allowed to run around. Fran on the other hand was exceptionally excited with her zebra print nails. Couldn't blame her because she's always into nails. Vi, as usual, like or don't like also the same. However, she was happier today (unlike her normal silent emo self) and kept snapping pictures and cam-whoring with Nat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SoZmXh8as9I/AAAAAAAAAaw/BsaCzUAgRrA/s1600-h/DSC00585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370092160120697810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SoZmXh8as9I/AAAAAAAAAaw/BsaCzUAgRrA/s320/DSC00585.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; French manicures. Vi's mani had crystals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SoZmXH9kqMI/AAAAAAAAAao/eLW-9-W0aAc/s1600-h/DSC00586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370092153146222786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SoZmXH9kqMI/AAAAAAAAAao/eLW-9-W0aAc/s320/DSC00586.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fran's zebra print mani&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SoZmWgWmoVI/AAAAAAAAAag/IXgsLVLbk24/s1600-h/DSC00590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370092142513791314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SoZmWgWmoVI/AAAAAAAAAag/IXgsLVLbk24/s320/DSC00590.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eric and Kimchi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SoZitqZKuyI/AAAAAAAAAaY/EmSMf39RsXA/s1600-h/5532_121352152476_725687476_2849664_8017354_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370088142299380514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SoZitqZKuyI/AAAAAAAAAaY/EmSMf39RsXA/s320/5532_121352152476_725687476_2849664_8017354_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me n Francie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SoZitIXGyOI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/JGq2GM579Vc/s1600-h/5692_161306296392_727671392_3783816_7939319_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370088133163927778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SoZitIXGyOI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/JGq2GM579Vc/s320/5692_161306296392_727671392_3783816_7939319_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The whole bunch. Manda and KC not here yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SoZishfXF5I/AAAAAAAAAaI/axVVXGhGlIw/s1600-h/5692_161303766392_727671392_3783749_5802789_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370088122729568146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SoZishfXF5I/AAAAAAAAAaI/axVVXGhGlIw/s320/5692_161303766392_727671392_3783749_5802789_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Makan time. Had Jap fried chicken rice, soup and fruits. All for less than Rm15.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SoZisV7-lSI/AAAAAAAAAaA/9r5Jk08eV3s/s1600-h/5532_121352272476_725687476_2849684_1820483_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370088119628371234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SoZisV7-lSI/AAAAAAAAAaA/9r5Jk08eV3s/s320/5532_121352272476_725687476_2849684_1820483_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Bersemangat" to pose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SoZirs66CiI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/8pPbAFUK__0/s1600-h/5532_121352307476_725687476_2849690_4557443_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370088108618025506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SoZirs66CiI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/8pPbAFUK__0/s320/5532_121352307476_725687476_2849690_4557443_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bowing to the non existent audiences. Thank you.. thank you... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5389151313858313014-3408428863664681480?l=green-t-latte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/3408428863664681480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/08/k-session.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/3408428863664681480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/3408428863664681480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/08/k-session.html' title='K-session'/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SoZmYheuu2I/AAAAAAAAAbA/UdptNdADTEw/s72-c/DSC00582.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014.post-459542050178625922</id><published>2009-08-07T22:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T23:29:33.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heavy books</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;This is only my 2nd week of Semester 2. We already have 3 assignments on hand and more to come. So, I thought of completing my Marketing Principle and Practice (MPP) assignment in a week time, hopefully. Hence, Amanda and I gave the library a visit today to borrow some book for research. I ended up borrowing 4 super-thick books which weighed 8kg! No joke okay.. It's really heavy. I can only pray that it's worth the effort of carrying them all the way to the basement carpark and not to mention the people who stared at us as if we are some "bookworms". Classes are still bearable, but the mid term exam is only a month away and I'm still in this laid-back mode! Not only that, I even have to help a friend of mine with her business and brushing up in my make-up skills. Okay, enough of complains.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367233715310187522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Snw-oJOQVAI/AAAAAAAAAZw/90g4dr2781g/s320/DSC00580.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some of my friends are going through some sad times now. I hope they will cheer up soon. In life, we are all learning, aren't we? We definitely have to go through tough times to be able to appreciate the good times we had. Regardless of how bad the situation is or will be, just bear in mind that there's always a time when it gets better. I can't feel how you are feeling right now but I will try to understand. Looking at them with the sadness in their eyes, it hurts a part of me. But the one who's hurting the most will be themselves. We are humans, so it's only natural that you are sad when you get hurt but do try to stand up once you are done with those negative emotions. Know that even without those who hurt you deeply, there are still many who cares for you. Why choose to be sad when you can be happier? As I've said, I can't feel how you are feeling, so only you know how long you need to heal. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5389151313858313014-459542050178625922?l=green-t-latte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/459542050178625922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/08/heavy-books.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/459542050178625922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/459542050178625922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/08/heavy-books.html' title='Heavy books'/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Snw-oJOQVAI/AAAAAAAAAZw/90g4dr2781g/s72-c/DSC00580.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014.post-5866481425731791686</id><published>2009-08-03T18:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T19:32:56.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Times with Su Wei</title><content type='html'>Su Wei (SW) and I went to Bangsar on Saturday. Our plan was to shop for some clothes and it turned out to be a dissappointing trip. They had this pro-ISA rally in KL and the roads were so JAMMED that it took us an hour and a half to arrive in Bangsar instead of the usual 30 mins. The jam plus the effort of climbing all those uncountable stairs up to those beautifully decorated boutiques and we still couldn't get a decent piece (clothes). How upsetting yeah? Sigh..  The only satisfying moment that SW and I had was during our lunch at Delicious. Or maybe just me... b'cuz I had the hash browns! Yum~  And because we were too dissapointed and our feet were aching, we "lepak" at Marmalade, Bangsar Village for tea;  had our healthy fruit juice and a piece of cake to soothe our defeated spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because SW needed to get some stocks for her online boutique in KL today, I tagged along in hope of getting some pieces as well. I would say I'm quite happy with the result. However, the shitty part was we got fined for double parking!! WTH! How are we suppose to find a parking lot when it's filled with cars at every corner??!! Oh please... SW did put up a note on the dash board written "please call 012-xxxxxxx". Don't they know what's the note for? It's for people to call in case they want to drive out and our car is blocking. AND ALSO, for the DBKL personnel to call us if they don't allow us to park there!!! Don't they know? Cis.. *shaking head*  We were so mad and frustrated that every time we see the DBKL truck or signs, we were making jokes about it. In the end, we ended up laughing at ourselves. What to do? Bad luck lo.. Then, being a good citizen (as usual) we went to the DBKL counter in Kuchai Lama to pay for the fine and guess what? We have to go to the DBKL in Raja Laut to get discount!!!!! #&amp;amp;*$^#*$%! What kinda rule is that??? Again, SW and I started doing random silly things (mostly SW la) to calm ourselves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5389151313858313014-5866481425731791686?l=green-t-latte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/5866481425731791686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/08/times-with-su-wei.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/5866481425731791686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/5866481425731791686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/08/times-with-su-wei.html' title='Times with Su Wei'/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014.post-1444416269273738023</id><published>2009-07-21T23:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T00:07:24.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work day</title><content type='html'>Had a make-up session  conducted today at Royale Bintang hotel with Naza Kia group. I have this feeling of... satisfaction. It makes me happy whenever I'm able to teach make-up. Not only because I get paid for it but most importantly it is because my so-called students/clients are satisfied with the result and left with a smiling face plus the knowledge to "beautify" themselves. The feeling is like eating a cup of Haagen Daaz vanilla ice-cream on a hot sunny day. The art of make-up, aah... Love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360938614122203346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SmXhRB1tyNI/AAAAAAAAAZo/QUF3DP9UGCA/s320/DSC00463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SmXhQqf5CEI/AAAAAAAAAZg/8Rh8yU_B-0Q/s1600-h/DSC00481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360938607856650306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SmXhQqf5CEI/AAAAAAAAAZg/8Rh8yU_B-0Q/s320/DSC00481.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me, Pn. Faridah and Janet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SmXhQdM6QiI/AAAAAAAAAZY/oY0UXJI8-Pw/s1600-h/DSC00486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360938604287377954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SmXhQdM6QiI/AAAAAAAAAZY/oY0UXJI8-Pw/s320/DSC00486.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jeff, me and Janet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After completing our job at KL, we visited TJ Haus to fill our hungry stomachs. It is still my favourite restaurant for German food. The pumpkin soup is mouth-watering! The famous Crispy duck is still as good. Janet had the NZ Lamb and she said it was tender and delicious. And, they get "A" for cleanliness. Jeff, one of the owner of TJ Haus spent some time chatting with us. What a nice guy he is.. Friendly and attentive to his guests. In case you are wondering where is the location of this place, here is the address.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;27A, SS18/1B,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;47500 Subang Jaya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;03-56364508&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Opening hours : 11:00~14:00, 18:00~ 23:00&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(They are closed on 1st and 3rd of the month)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5389151313858313014-1444416269273738023?l=green-t-latte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/1444416269273738023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/07/work-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/1444416269273738023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/1444416269273738023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/07/work-day.html' title='Work day'/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SmXhRB1tyNI/AAAAAAAAAZo/QUF3DP9UGCA/s72-c/DSC00463.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014.post-949833700521438367</id><published>2009-07-19T03:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T03:45:17.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Online shopping!</title><content type='html'>Hi friends... do check out this online boutique. &lt;a href="http://www.the-fashionword.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.the-fashionword.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; The clothes are simple and fashionably attractive. Plus, the price is reasonable. Personally, I kinda like it. It's new but it's unlike others which are too complicated or boring. So girls, do grab it before it's sold out! Quick...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5389151313858313014-949833700521438367?l=green-t-latte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/949833700521438367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/07/online-shopping.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/949833700521438367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/949833700521438367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/07/online-shopping.html' title='Online shopping!'/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014.post-5149437294868864230</id><published>2009-07-15T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T02:46:52.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Janet's wedding</title><content type='html'>I've attended a number of wedding dinners and I must say this one is special. Not that the rest are not special.. they are equally beautiful but this one is a lil' different. Janet, the bride, just recently uploaded the picture although the wedding was held in May. There were at least a hundred of them but I only picked a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What made it so different was the wedding was Western-style. Started with a garden ceremony and photo taking session. Thank god the weather was tremendously good (a little hot on that day) and the atmosphere was perfect. Oh, I forgot to mention that it was held at Equatorial hotel, Bangi. I wanted to upload the kissing scene but after a second thought I better not. Janet is kinda shy so won't wanna show off that intimate scene of hers to the public (it is on her Facebook by the way). *evil grin* kekeke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after the garden ceremony, it's wine and dine time!! Sadly, I don't drink (alcoholic drinks). But it is a very nice idea that they had the cocktails and wine ready at the entrance of the ballroom for the guests to have some drinks and mingle around. So, when we are finally allowed to enter the ballroom, I'm so excited. Food time! The dinner concept is different from the normal 8-10 courses dish they serve to you on the table and all the 10 guest will have to fight for the food. This one, we pre-order the main course and they serve it to us after the appetiser. I got chicken instead of the lamb I ordered. *sad* But it was still good. Dessert and coffee/tea was served after the main course. Appetiser and desserts are pre-plated and served individually. Classy huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here comes the interesting part. For those who have attended a Chinese wedding before, usually there will be this cheers/"yum-sing" session after the food right? Where the guest and the host have a toast and scream "YUM-SINGGGGG........!!!!!!" on top of their voice and drag the word "SINGG..." as long as they can till they are short of breath. Where the bride and groom has to go to each and every table to do this! And usually, by the end of this ceremony, the groom will be 70% drunk even with the help of his best man to gulp down the whisky/champagne/wine. *Sigh* Fortunately for Janet, they did not practice this on that night and therefore, her groom Kheng Lee was still quite sober by the end of the wedding and was able to have a slow, romantic dance with her.. Aw....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I should stop here..  Special dedication to Janet and may you and Kheng Lee have a wonderful, loving future ahead. Oh, before I forget.. Janet, don't forget to tag us in the picture next time yar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358379092160887234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SlzJZPghOcI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/w1x_b0CO7rY/s320/Janet%27s+wedding+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The couple&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358379080479339026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SlzJYj_a8hI/AAAAAAAAAZI/sjU8mHuCdZ4/s320/Janet%27s+wedding+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Garden ceremony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358375904323527490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SlzGfr43Y0I/AAAAAAAAAZA/N7ipYuRtzB8/s320/Janet%27s+wedding+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My ex colleagues: Salvin, me, Mei Yee, Helen. At the err.. I don't know what to call it, drinking-session-before-the-dinner area? Ah, whatever. They have cocktails and wines but NO non-alcoholic drinks. Sobs.. eventhough they have Coke, orange n etc.. They refuse to serve non-alcoholic drink to me! What? Do I look like someone who drinks a lot? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SlzGfVwnI1I/AAAAAAAAAY4/2FjvntRlOxo/s1600-h/Janet%27s+Wedding+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358375898383328082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SlzGfVwnI1I/AAAAAAAAAY4/2FjvntRlOxo/s320/Janet%27s+Wedding+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mei Yee, me, Helen, Janet, Glennie, Howard. Ah.. the golden smiles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SlzGfKWqZmI/AAAAAAAAAYw/qOUQKvnE1PI/s1600-h/Janet%27s+wedding+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358375895321699938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SlzGfKWqZmI/AAAAAAAAAYw/qOUQKvnE1PI/s320/Janet%27s+wedding+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Their rings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SlzGezwcekI/AAAAAAAAAYo/0EJ3raqN4MA/s1600-h/Janet+wedding+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358375889255823938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SlzGezwcekI/AAAAAAAAAYo/0EJ3raqN4MA/s320/Janet+wedding+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I like this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SlzGe0ZCIGI/AAAAAAAAAYg/7Oe2wlDK7VY/s1600-h/Janer%27s+wedding+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358375889426063458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SlzGe0ZCIGI/AAAAAAAAAYg/7Oe2wlDK7VY/s320/Janer%27s+wedding+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kheng Lee (Groom) + Janet (Bride). A perfect couple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5389151313858313014-5149437294868864230?l=green-t-latte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/5149437294868864230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/07/janets-wedding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/5149437294868864230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/5149437294868864230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/07/janets-wedding.html' title='Janet&apos;s wedding'/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SlzJZPghOcI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/w1x_b0CO7rY/s72-c/Janet%27s+wedding+7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014.post-3233924692312506213</id><published>2009-06-28T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T15:13:41.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hong Kong - Day 4</title><content type='html'>Sorry yar... Was a lil' busy so took me a long time to post this. These pics were taken on the 17th of June 2009. I have this tendency to procrastinate in updating my blogs. Anyway, on the 4th day of our Hong Kong trip, we went for "Dim Sum" at Chao Inn, 101 Peking Tower. The food were average but we get to enjoy the view of the harbour and across to Hong Kong main island. After a hearty brunch, we stroll along Canton Rd. (a good place for shopping designer brands) and also around Tsim Tsa Tsui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 4pm, we took the MTR to Victoris Peak (located at Hong Kong main island). Madame Tussaud - The wax museum, is also located at Victoria peak. The tram ride up to the peak was not as exciting as I thought it would be, but the view and wax museum that awaits us up there were definitely worth the ride up. You will see the pictures of the wax models/celebrities below. I can't remember the exact price but I guess it is approx HKD180 for the tram ride + the entrance to Madame Tussaud + Sky terrace. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352434844426054242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SkerIfFwKmI/AAAAAAAAAYY/4CE51wks6Fk/s320/DSC00265.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;View from Victoria Peak &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SkerIK1j_XI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/PEBUiTl5YwE/s1600-h/DSC00272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352434838989438322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SkerIK1j_XI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/PEBUiTl5YwE/s320/DSC00272.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with Angelina Jolie and Brad Pitt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SkerH2OMTYI/AAAAAAAAAYI/MaFaf5iIt2Y/s1600-h/DSC00276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352434833455598978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SkerH2OMTYI/AAAAAAAAAYI/MaFaf5iIt2Y/s320/DSC00276.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Leo Ku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SkerHmEhr4I/AAAAAAAAAYA/cRToikgsgUY/s1600-h/DSC00281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352434829120089986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SkerHmEhr4I/AAAAAAAAAYA/cRToikgsgUY/s320/DSC00281.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ashton and Aaron Kwok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SkerHD460UI/AAAAAAAAAX4/SeN-Elaz84k/s1600-h/DSC00282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352434819944599874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SkerHD460UI/AAAAAAAAAX4/SeN-Elaz84k/s320/DSC00282.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Janice and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Skebh_iPs3I/AAAAAAAAAXw/WlS0wcOe3DE/s1600-h/DSC00283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352417690446181234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Skebh_iPs3I/AAAAAAAAAXw/WlS0wcOe3DE/s320/DSC00283.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me in tu-tus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SkebhihZVPI/AAAAAAAAAXo/l4gF2bCaqDs/s1600-h/DSC00286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352417682657989874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SkebhihZVPI/AAAAAAAAAXo/l4gF2bCaqDs/s320/DSC00286.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ayumi Hamasaki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SkebhRxZxKI/AAAAAAAAAXg/XFLNFpiafUI/s1600-h/DSC00304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352417678161724578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SkebhRxZxKI/AAAAAAAAAXg/XFLNFpiafUI/s320/DSC00304.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Einstein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Skebg1OvkAI/AAAAAAAAAXY/HpmkJA_BHIU/s1600-h/DSC00314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352417670500159490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Skebg1OvkAI/AAAAAAAAAXY/HpmkJA_BHIU/s320/DSC00314.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wah.... Andy Lau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Skebgibfu0I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/j9TRW1cVjLg/s1600-h/DSC00317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352417665453374274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Skebgibfu0I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/j9TRW1cVjLg/s320/DSC00317.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lin Zi Ling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SkeSmPjZTNI/AAAAAAAAAXI/JoVy-kVfDOk/s1600-h/DSC00321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352407867860798674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SkeSmPjZTNI/AAAAAAAAAXI/JoVy-kVfDOk/s320/DSC00321.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Leon Lai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SkeSl3ZwlFI/AAAAAAAAAXA/q7Ev8cwh4Bk/s1600-h/DSC00325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352407861377930322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SkeSl3ZwlFI/AAAAAAAAAXA/q7Ev8cwh4Bk/s320/DSC00325.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jackie Chan!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SkeSlagfRxI/AAAAAAAAAW4/Pj22CAQseeE/s1600-h/DSC00348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352407853621528338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SkeSlagfRxI/AAAAAAAAAW4/Pj22CAQseeE/s320/DSC00348.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gillian and Charlene (Twins)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352407850406662498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SkeSlOiAUWI/AAAAAAAAAWw/vXr8Ze209VU/s320/DSC00357.JPG" /&gt;Joey Wong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SkeSksycfoI/AAAAAAAAAWo/wlXy8UJgOHY/s1600-h/DSC00381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352407841348812418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SkeSksycfoI/AAAAAAAAAWo/wlXy8UJgOHY/s320/DSC00381.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Night view of Hong Kong from the Peak&lt;br /&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5389151313858313014-3233924692312506213?l=green-t-latte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/3233924692312506213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/06/hong-kong-day-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/3233924692312506213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/3233924692312506213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/06/hong-kong-day-4.html' title='Hong Kong - Day 4'/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SkerIfFwKmI/AAAAAAAAAYY/4CE51wks6Fk/s72-c/DSC00265.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014.post-476301676080604410</id><published>2009-06-21T16:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T00:18:44.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hong Kong - Day 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt; Disneyland!!!! I'm not a fan of Mickey or his friends but I must say that Disneyland is definitely fun. The entrance fee is HKD380 (if I'm not wrong) for adult. Airline crew gets 50% discount! Just take the MTR to Sunnybay station and change train (a disney train) to Disneyland. A tip, make sure you go in the afternoon bout 12-1 to be able to tour the whole Disneyland. They have performances, rides (not that exciting) and picture taking sessions with the characters. I can go on and on about Disneyland but because there are too many pics for you to enjoy, I'll stop here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349705549643834674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sj342nt05TI/AAAAAAAAAWg/762FT0QjKl4/s320/DSC00141.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Disney train&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sj342ZRRWTI/AAAAAAAAAWY/Mfi0FLJRDO0/s1600-h/DSC00146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349705545765968178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sj342ZRRWTI/AAAAAAAAAWY/Mfi0FLJRDO0/s320/DSC00146.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sj342IJxnOI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/kl_9aJq2UhE/s1600-h/DSC00150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349705541171125474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sj342IJxnOI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/kl_9aJq2UhE/s320/DSC00150.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The surfing Mickey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sj3419YdceI/AAAAAAAAAWI/sT0xWiYYWek/s1600-h/DSC00154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349705538279928290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sj3419YdceI/AAAAAAAAAWI/sT0xWiYYWek/s320/DSC00154.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some shops selling Disney goods along the street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sj30xekC5CI/AAAAAAAAAWA/C-uC9gMgDfQ/s1600-h/DSC00155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349701063241032738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sj30xekC5CI/AAAAAAAAAWA/C-uC9gMgDfQ/s320/DSC00155.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can you spot Ashton below the planet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sj30xMF7gpI/AAAAAAAAAV4/SUFOr5MiYYE/s1600-h/DSC00164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349701058282881682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sj30xMF7gpI/AAAAAAAAAV4/SUFOr5MiYYE/s320/DSC00164.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The water performance.. Where the characters will dance along the street and the trucks start spraying water towards you.  Beware, you will get wet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sj30w0NEj9I/AAAAAAAAAVw/CDZ-u6XiSUg/s1600-h/DSC00177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349701051870384082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sj30w0NEj9I/AAAAAAAAAVw/CDZ-u6XiSUg/s320/DSC00177.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lion King show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sj30wtegDcI/AAAAAAAAAVo/M77aRgHzWGs/s1600-h/DSC00181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349701050064440770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sj30wtegDcI/AAAAAAAAAVo/M77aRgHzWGs/s320/DSC00181.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stitch, me and Ashton. A happy family.... Aw..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sj30wDILvJI/AAAAAAAAAVg/aETuI7W2kyc/s1600-h/DSC00198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349701038696545426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sj30wDILvJI/AAAAAAAAAVg/aETuI7W2kyc/s320/DSC00198.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sj3xpeGkaxI/AAAAAAAAAVY/1wsCFvltL4E/s1600-h/DSC00202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349697627143564050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sj3xpeGkaxI/AAAAAAAAAVY/1wsCFvltL4E/s320/DSC00202.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The castle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sj3xpKWfC6I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/DCFCEAOLdck/s1600-h/DSC00204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349697621841611682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sj3xpKWfC6I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/DCFCEAOLdck/s320/DSC00204.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stitch and... me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sj3xossGRAI/AAAAAAAAAVI/wPcfiqmfQes/s1600-h/DSC00228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349697613879198722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sj3xossGRAI/AAAAAAAAAVI/wPcfiqmfQes/s320/DSC00228.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sj3xoQfo23I/AAAAAAAAAVA/C_cfGCBLnwc/s1600-h/DSC00246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349697606310746994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sj3xoQfo23I/AAAAAAAAAVA/C_cfGCBLnwc/s320/DSC00246.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What a crowd huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sj3xoL399tI/AAAAAAAAAU4/ZG7baUTNeEk/s1600-h/DSC00251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349697605070616274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sj3xoL399tI/AAAAAAAAAU4/ZG7baUTNeEk/s320/DSC00251.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The night view Mickey surfing..above the whale&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;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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5389151313858313014-476301676080604410?l=green-t-latte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/476301676080604410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/06/hong-kong-day-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/476301676080604410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/476301676080604410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/06/hong-kong-day-3.html' title='Hong Kong - Day 3'/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sj342nt05TI/AAAAAAAAAWg/762FT0QjKl4/s72-c/DSC00141.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014.post-6703333435690681722</id><published>2009-06-21T02:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T16:18:11.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Macao - Day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;On our 2nd day in HKG (Hong Kong), we took the ferry across to Macao. The ferry ride took us almost an hour with the ticket price of HKD260 for a return trip. The ferry depart from Harbour City in HKG and arrives at the Macao Ferry terminal. Our first destination was Senado Square. Oh, do you know that Macao was once ruled by the Portugese? So, it kinda somehow resembles Malacca. They have very delicious Portugese egg tart and almond cookies where you can purchase it from the Koi Kei bakery/pastry shop. As you walk along Senado Square, you find many shops selling local delicacies and clothes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349490382417081346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sj01KPVWtAI/AAAAAAAAAUw/NhCAbzWYmTA/s320/DSC00082.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Senado Square&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sj01Jz3g5hI/AAAAAAAAAUo/slypiQ71mLo/s1600-h/DSC00092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349490375044163090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sj01Jz3g5hI/AAAAAAAAAUo/slypiQ71mLo/s320/DSC00092.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yummy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sj01JTyGDnI/AAAAAAAAAUY/708QDlctCNQ/s1600-h/DSC00109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349490366431497842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sj01JTyGDnI/AAAAAAAAAUY/708QDlctCNQ/s320/DSC00109.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ruins of St. Paul &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sj0yN9CLJiI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/8F4L0mzgsB4/s1600-h/DSC00111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349487147689387554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sj0yN9CLJiI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/8F4L0mzgsB4/s320/DSC00111.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Beautiful.. isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sj0yNnzhV7I/AAAAAAAAAUI/7nRErLUxjAQ/s1600-h/DSC00119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349487141990782898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sj0yNnzhV7I/AAAAAAAAAUI/7nRErLUxjAQ/s320/DSC00119.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Venetian Hotel, Macao. You can take the free shuttle bus from the Macao Ferry terminal to the Venetian Hotel. This place is a must go! If you have never been to Venice, this hotel will present to you part of Venice. Man-made Little Venice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sj0yNdi4AdI/AAAAAAAAAUA/fw4hGg4AJ50/s1600-h/DSC00123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349487139236610514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sj0yNdi4AdI/AAAAAAAAAUA/fw4hGg4AJ50/s320/DSC00123.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The man-made river in the hotel. You may also take the gondola ride..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sj0yNEYLzVI/AAAAAAAAAT4/T1jssY4nu-A/s1600-h/DSC00129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349487132480884050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sj0yNEYLzVI/AAAAAAAAAT4/T1jssY4nu-A/s320/DSC00129.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nice huh? The Venetian Hotel is really huge. Not to mention the grand casino which we are not allowed to take pictures in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sj0yMlusE5I/AAAAAAAAATw/IJj7K2Fd2ds/s1600-h/DSC00133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349487124253774738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sj0yMlusE5I/AAAAAAAAATw/IJj7K2Fd2ds/s320/DSC00133.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanted to watch the Cirque de Soleil - Zaia show. Sadly, time does not permit us to do so. *sigh* Perhaps next trip, hopefully. Anyone who has watched it before do drop me a comment regarding the performance.&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;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5389151313858313014-6703333435690681722?l=green-t-latte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/6703333435690681722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/06/macao-day-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/6703333435690681722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/6703333435690681722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/06/macao-day-2.html' title='Macao - Day 2'/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sj01KPVWtAI/AAAAAAAAAUw/NhCAbzWYmTA/s72-c/DSC00082.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014.post-3675299225388397000</id><published>2009-06-21T02:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T02:29:16.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hong Kong - Day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349475745086184002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sj0n2PBuGkI/AAAAAAAAATo/xg17LvKDgAI/s320/DSC00065.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ashton and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349475739229847986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sj0n15NdgbI/AAAAAAAAATg/WdhyIUn55Z4/s320/DSC00070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Roast goose and crispy pork&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello... Sorry for the late update of my trip to Hong Kong. You all know my blogging style right..? So here are some pics of my trip. My first day in Hong Kong, tiring but excited. and because there are quite a number of H1N1 (Swine flu) case in HK, Ashton and I decided to wear a mask on board the flight to HK and also the journey to the hotel. We planned to wear it at crowded areas but it was uncomfortable to wear it especially when we are at crowded and stuffy areas, we abandoned the masks. Oops... Don't worry, we are alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our hotel is located at Mongkok. Royal Plaza Hotel which is strategically located adjacent to the Century Plaza (a shopping mall) and also nearby the shopping street Sai Yeung Choi St. Very convenient.. Only 5-10 mins walk to the Mongkok MTR station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our visited spot for the first day was only around our hotel area. The busy street of Tung Choi St., Fa Yuen St., Gold Fish Market, and Sai Yeung Choi St. Walk and walk till my feet ache..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5389151313858313014-3675299225388397000?l=green-t-latte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/3675299225388397000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/06/hong-kong-day-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/3675299225388397000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/3675299225388397000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/06/hong-kong-day-1.html' title='Hong Kong - Day 1'/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sj0n2PBuGkI/AAAAAAAAATo/xg17LvKDgAI/s72-c/DSC00065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014.post-8336446447097606657</id><published>2009-06-04T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T00:45:34.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Road trip to Malacca for FOOD~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;We went to Malacca 2 days ago, Tuesday. Ashton, Ivise and me. It was Ashton's idea of going to Malacca to hunt for the local delicacies. He loves food. And so do I.. Lol~ But bear in mind that most of the shops in Malacca closes at 5pm or 6pm. So here are some pictures of the places that we drop by thanks to Ashton's GPRS device and Ivise guidance as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343496593734840706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sifp10gTMYI/AAAAAAAAATY/1MwcCLOavtE/s320/DSCN1916.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The famous Chicken rice ball restaurant - Chung Wah Coffee shop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sifp1qnYq-I/AAAAAAAAATQ/zZkX2N5Sk0w/s1600-h/DSCN1927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343496591080205282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sifp1qnYq-I/AAAAAAAAATQ/zZkX2N5Sk0w/s320/DSCN1927.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The yummy cendol stall located along Jonker street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sifp1b4D6RI/AAAAAAAAATI/GvS1cug1SU0/s1600-h/DSCN1932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343496587123616018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sifp1b4D6RI/AAAAAAAAATI/GvS1cug1SU0/s320/DSCN1932.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Special cendol, durian cendol and of course.. the original flavour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sifp1FbmeZI/AAAAAAAAATA/mzPKWIWS1bc/s1600-h/DSCN1941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343496581098666386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sifp1FbmeZI/AAAAAAAAATA/mzPKWIWS1bc/s320/DSCN1941.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cowboys! Err... Cow-girls?? Sounds funny. And they are nice and cheap.. Only Rm8 for a piece of those lovely hats. Yee-Hah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sifp0xamsBI/AAAAAAAAAS4/LmDtSAhmDH4/s1600-h/DSCN1942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343496575725776914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sifp0xamsBI/AAAAAAAAAS4/LmDtSAhmDH4/s320/DSCN1942.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shopping at Jonker Gallery. They have 4 outlets along Jonker St. All with different designs of clothes to choose from. After so much food, shopping can burn some of the calories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SifmbhWCmII/AAAAAAAAASw/viCzo5u3Bp0/s1600-h/DSCN1943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343492843380054146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SifmbhWCmII/AAAAAAAAASw/viCzo5u3Bp0/s320/DSCN1943.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nyonya dumpling!! I prefer this than the normal brown ones. It's sweet compare to the brown ones, which are salty. And... its look more attractive of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SifmbTPS66I/AAAAAAAAASo/2zJuc9UdFYo/s1600-h/DSCN1962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343492839593667490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SifmbTPS66I/AAAAAAAAASo/2zJuc9UdFYo/s320/DSCN1962.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the BEST POPIAH I've ever tried.. Seriously, it's mouth-watering. Located along Jalan Bunga Raya, in front of Kings. Trust me, it's really really good! The name of the stall "Popiah Bunga Raya". Haha... Oh, it's non-halal yar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SifmbHD276I/AAAAAAAAASg/P4_uhNgpwfA/s1600-h/DSCN1970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343492836324470690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SifmbHD276I/AAAAAAAAASg/P4_uhNgpwfA/s320/DSCN1970.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The eye of Malaysia.. For locals, it's Rm10 and for students Rm8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sifma0ZXIlI/AAAAAAAAASY/UUO_PzuLEds/s1600-h/DSCN1986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343492831314387538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sifma0ZXIlI/AAAAAAAAASY/UUO_PzuLEds/s320/DSCN1986.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Ivise during the ride on The Eye of Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SifmapZK-uI/AAAAAAAAASQ/0LVGpEOtqGU/s1600-h/DSCN2008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343492828360800994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SifmapZK-uI/AAAAAAAAASQ/0LVGpEOtqGU/s320/DSCN2008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The night view of the streets of Malacca &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And on our last stop, we had wanton noodles at the stall located along Jalan Temenggong, in front of Sen Heng electrical shop. It's good.. I'd say we did quite a good job hunting for Malacca's famous delicacies after not setting foot at that historical place for about.... more than 10 years!!&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;/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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5389151313858313014-8336446447097606657?l=green-t-latte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/8336446447097606657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/06/road-trip-to-malacca-for-food.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/8336446447097606657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/8336446447097606657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/06/road-trip-to-malacca-for-food.html' title='Road trip to Malacca for FOOD~'/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sifp10gTMYI/AAAAAAAAATY/1MwcCLOavtE/s72-c/DSCN1916.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014.post-8183604291022950152</id><published>2009-06-04T15:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T16:25:56.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some updates..</title><content type='html'>Hmm.. Realized that I have not blog for 2 weeks.. So, courtesy to my mom who just told me an hour ago from K.Kinabalu "Eh, why is your blog still the same post after so long. Nothing new for me to read?".. I shall blog today. Suppose to update it on a weekly basis anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here goes. After my trip from Sabah, I watched a Korean musical dance performance named "Break Out". It was held at the Wisma MCA on the 23rd and 24th. The one and a half hour performance was hilarious and GOOD! The price of Rm93 for the tix was worth it. The break dance was very entertaining. Sad to say, they are only in KL for 2 days. For those who missed it, maybe next time yar~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to the 2 months holiday, I've watched almost all the movies available on the cinemas. The best show would definitely be STAR TREK!!! I'm not a fan of Star Trek actually... but you must definitely watch the movie. It's so "kan cheong" (definition of exciting in Cantonese). Plus, Jim T.Rick (in the movie) and Commander Spock both are attractive and awkwardly handsome. Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from bumming around, watching movies and vacationing... I also gave make-up lessons for a company that gives grooming talks to various other company. It is a challenge for me as I'll need to teach in a class of 15-20 people. However, I find it interesting and fun. Not only I'm doing make-up for others to enhance their beauty but also, I get to educate them that make-up is not like putting on a mask but rather to bring out the best of your features. It's joyful to see them turn into a butterfly.. (this part a lil' over yer?) But, it's true ok...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5389151313858313014-8183604291022950152?l=green-t-latte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/8183604291022950152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/06/some-updates.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/8183604291022950152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/8183604291022950152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/06/some-updates.html' title='Some updates..'/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014.post-6340922237297198081</id><published>2009-05-22T00:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T00:37:53.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sapi Island</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After 4 days of raining in K.Kinabalu, I finally got the chance to visit Sapi Island again (visited it 6 years ago). It is still as beautiful.. With plenty of fishes swarming towards the tiny bits of bread crumbs I threw into the clear blue sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about fishes.. I couldn't figure out why they kept following us (Ivise and me) when we were snorkeling. No matter how hard I splashed and splashed to shoo them away and yet they are still so persistent. I began to doubt that Ivise might have hid bits of the bread crumbs in my life jacket... Hmm~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ShV9y-9IObI/AAAAAAAAASI/pfjrj9wtOHk/s1600-h/Pulau+Sapii+%2821%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ShV9y-9IObI/AAAAAAAAASI/pfjrj9wtOHk/s320/Pulau+Sapii+%2821%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338311248163912114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;View of Sapi Island&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ShV9ygkRTSI/AAAAAAAAASA/6dpTlrrdee0/s1600-h/Pulau+Sapii+%2820%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ShV9ygkRTSI/AAAAAAAAASA/6dpTlrrdee0/s320/Pulau+Sapii+%2820%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338311240006585634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ShV9yVbPy6I/AAAAAAAAAR4/AVZLxVGYzEM/s1600-h/Pulau+Sapii+%288%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ShV9yVbPy6I/AAAAAAAAAR4/AVZLxVGYzEM/s320/Pulau+Sapii+%288%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338311237015948194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ivise and me..&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/5389151313858313014-6340922237297198081?l=green-t-latte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/6340922237297198081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/05/sapi-island.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/6340922237297198081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/6340922237297198081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/05/sapi-island.html' title='Sapi Island'/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ShV9y-9IObI/AAAAAAAAASI/pfjrj9wtOHk/s72-c/Pulau+Sapii+%2821%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014.post-3058457855568468791</id><published>2009-05-21T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T00:03:35.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My daddy's painful experience</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;On my first day in Kota Kinabalu, Sabah.. My dearest daddy decided to give me a surprise. After sending us to his condo upon arrival at the K.Kinabalu airport, he went back to the airport to pick mummy. You must be wondering why he has to do 2 trips to and fro from the airport to pick us. The answer is because there were too many baggage to fit into the car and therefore, he has to do it twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bad news arrived when mum dashed into the house and told us that daddy accidentally slammed his finger onto the car door. It wasn't a minor injury.. as Ivise and I initially thought it was. Dad was then rushed to the clinic to have his "little finger" bandaged. He was later referred to Sabah Medical Centre to have an X-Ray done. The long awaited X-Ray result showed that the bone of his finger is broken and needed several stitches. Oh my, my.... This is how it looked after it was bandaged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ShVvLSB-lQI/AAAAAAAAARw/5V72mP0J9NA/s1600-h/DSCN3820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ShVvLSB-lQI/AAAAAAAAARw/5V72mP0J9NA/s320/DSCN3820.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338295172926969090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Though he's in extreme pain, he still managed to pose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ShVvLShL_DI/AAAAAAAAARo/ARmdEMCyDEY/s1600-h/DSCN3825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ShVvLShL_DI/AAAAAAAAARo/ARmdEMCyDEY/s320/DSCN3825.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338295173057870898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah... It's not that bad though. He's being treated like a king! See how happy he is being spoon fed by me and Ivise..&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/5389151313858313014-3058457855568468791?l=green-t-latte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/3058457855568468791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-daddys-painful-experience.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/3058457855568468791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/3058457855568468791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-daddys-painful-experience.html' title='My daddy&apos;s painful experience'/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ShVvLSB-lQI/AAAAAAAAARw/5V72mP0J9NA/s72-c/DSCN3820.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014.post-7231045421591000590</id><published>2009-05-19T20:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T21:08:57.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bali - Day 4</title><content type='html'>I opted for the less difficult activity - Body boarding!! For those who doesn't know what it is.. It is a water sport where you rest your body on a board (shown below) and wait for the waves to come and wash you ashore. Something like surfing... except that it needed less strengh and skills. Do not underestimate body boarding as I did, before I tried. You need enormous strengh to paddle out to the waves and let it carry you back to shore. It is hard to paddle out when the waves kept washing in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water sports are the only sport that I like. Swimming, jet skiing, para-sailing, and snorkelling. The reason is because I don't like to sweat and I dislike heat. I get rashes when it gets too hot. And being in the water keeps me cool and also washes away the sweats. Aah... Shiok nye~&lt;br /&gt;&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/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ShKm6oSbKAI/AAAAAAAAARg/D1P07y8J5Y8/s1600-h/Kuta+beach+%283%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ShKm6oSbKAI/AAAAAAAAARg/D1P07y8J5Y8/s320/Kuta+beach+%283%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337512034564777986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ShKkdoMhJcI/AAAAAAAAARQ/VDLN2FxtVKI/s1600-h/Kuta+beach+%2814%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ShKkdoMhJcI/AAAAAAAAARQ/VDLN2FxtVKI/s320/Kuta+beach+%2814%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337509337300542914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was fun but tiring... At one point, Ivise, mum and I was washed out further from the shore and Anton (our saviour) came to the rescue. Poor guy had to pull 3 of us in from the deep water because we were already exhausted from the paddling earlier on. Lesson learnt- DO NOT try to be smart and swim to the deeper water because..... it is very troublesome for the lifeguard/the instructor to bring you back in. That's if you do not drown..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ShKkdZO9WSI/AAAAAAAAARI/J7dk76SyUfM/s1600-h/Wina+Holiday+Villa+%282%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ShKkdZO9WSI/AAAAAAAAARI/J7dk76SyUfM/s320/Wina+Holiday+Villa+%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337509333284247842" 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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ShKkdECyerI/AAAAAAAAARA/lhr4067JHio/s1600-h/Wina+Holiday+Villa+%2816%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ShKkdECyerI/AAAAAAAAARA/lhr4067JHio/s320/Wina+Holiday+Villa+%2816%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337509327596059314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although she can be a nuisance sometime and even attempted to drown me in the pool, I still love my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's our last day in Bali.. For those who plan to visit Bali, you'll love the beaches, the waves and the surfers... Oops, I mean the surfing (although I did not try it). Ivise did and she liked it. Shopping isn't as good as Bangkok or Hong Kong but if you like handicrafts, batiks, abstract paintings and swim attires, they have plenty of it here. Spas and massages are quite cheap here. A must try...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, a tip to those who plan to shop in Bali.. Try to bargain for the item before you purchase it. At least 40% off the original price. Er, I meant at the marketplace or tiny shops okay... NOT in Billabong, Roxy and etc etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5389151313858313014-7231045421591000590?l=green-t-latte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/7231045421591000590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/05/bali-day-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/7231045421591000590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/7231045421591000590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/05/bali-day-4.html' title='Bali - Day 4'/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ShKm6oSbKAI/AAAAAAAAARg/D1P07y8J5Y8/s72-c/Kuta+beach+%283%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014.post-3298109907379412794</id><published>2009-05-19T18:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T20:05:18.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bali - Day 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ShKa3fd3NDI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/fX-VNqQvi40/s1600-h/Discovery+Shopping+Mall+%2811%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ShKa3fd3NDI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/fX-VNqQvi40/s320/Discovery+Shopping+Mall+%2811%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337498786517693490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bali is famous for its spas, handicrafts, balinese food and... the beaches of course. Therefore, Ivise decided to try surfing. I, on the other hand, FORGOT my bikini!!!!! How stupid. Of all the things that I could have forgotten, why my bikini!! So, with a broken heart, I can only stood by the shore and enjoy the view of the beach and sea breeze.. While my sister enjoy the company of....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ShKa3P2YUOI/AAAAAAAAAQw/VrLnRYN0X3E/s1600-h/Discovery+Shopping+Mall+%2816%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ShKa3P2YUOI/AAAAAAAAAQw/VrLnRYN0X3E/s320/Discovery+Shopping+Mall+%2816%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337498782325559522" 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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ShKXgnu7D8I/AAAAAAAAAQo/QgeEIWdIcqM/s1600-h/Kuta+beach+%2823%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ShKXgnu7D8I/AAAAAAAAAQo/QgeEIWdIcqM/s320/Kuta+beach+%2823%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337495095064858562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anton, the surf instructor. He's teaching Ivise the correct way to surf.. I guess she's most likely admiring him more than absorbing what he's saying. And later, we shall see how well can she surf~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ShKXgQ-9M9I/AAAAAAAAAQg/6owQnznSfJw/s1600-h/Kuta+beach+%2829%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ShKXgQ-9M9I/AAAAAAAAAQg/6owQnznSfJw/s320/Kuta+beach+%2829%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337495088958092242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I remember Anton telling her to stand on the surf board and not SITTING on it! Sigh... after countless times of trying and failing (plus the drowning), she finally......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ShKXgJiVemI/AAAAAAAAAQY/uGbsH6SADoc/s1600-h/Kuta+beach+%2831%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ShKXgJiVemI/AAAAAAAAAQY/uGbsH6SADoc/s320/Kuta+beach+%2831%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337495086959000162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;made it!!!!!! Woohoo~ I'm so proud of her. Look at how she gracefully maneuver the surf board. Just like a pro. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ShKXf354zuI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/MehVUzV1Soc/s1600-h/Lunch+-+Baroque+cafe+%283%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ShKXf354zuI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/MehVUzV1Soc/s320/Lunch+-+Baroque+cafe+%283%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337495082225946338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ShKXfj4XBxI/AAAAAAAAAQI/e2CY9N1ATDU/s1600-h/Lunch+-+Baroque+cafe+%2815%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ShKXfj4XBxI/AAAAAAAAAQI/e2CY9N1ATDU/s320/Lunch+-+Baroque+cafe+%2815%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337495076850829074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My favourite, Carbonara pasta and iced lemon tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hehe... I also managed to hunt for 2 sets of bikinis.. How can I return to Malaysia without a swim in the sea? I have a very strong reason for getting those bikinis... Because I left mine at home. YES!! And the swim wears in Bali are so attractive, I just couldn't resist them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5389151313858313014-3298109907379412794?l=green-t-latte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/3298109907379412794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/05/bali-day-3.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/3298109907379412794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/3298109907379412794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/05/bali-day-3.html' title='Bali - Day 3'/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ShKa3fd3NDI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/fX-VNqQvi40/s72-c/Discovery+Shopping+Mall+%2811%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014.post-1138894347007300865</id><published>2009-05-19T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T18:52:11.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bali - Day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We hired a driver for a day at the price of RP350,000 (RM120). We visited Ubud Art Market, a dance performance, Batur Mountain, a temple, some art centres and dine by the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ShKH2aJjB3I/AAAAAAAAAQA/dqydhV6kHSo/s1600-h/Dinner+-+Ganesha+Cafe+%2810%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ShKH2aJjB3I/AAAAAAAAAQA/dqydhV6kHSo/s320/Dinner+-+Ganesha+Cafe+%2810%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337477877189511026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad loves coconut... See how happy he is at the sight of a coconut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ShKH2PMDvQI/AAAAAAAAAP4/iswlTk_7idY/s1600-h/Dinner+-+Ganesha+Cafe+%283%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ShKH2PMDvQI/AAAAAAAAAP4/iswlTk_7idY/s320/Dinner+-+Ganesha+Cafe+%283%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337477874247253250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our dinner by the beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ShKH1-RD71I/AAAAAAAAAPw/NXEtn_TaBLg/s1600-h/Dinner+-+Ganesha+Cafe+%2815%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ShKH1-RD71I/AAAAAAAAAPw/NXEtn_TaBLg/s320/Dinner+-+Ganesha+Cafe+%2815%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337477869704834898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mum and Dad, the loving couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ShKH18ChZcI/AAAAAAAAAPo/EJdFkr0Aug4/s1600-h/Dinner+-+Ganesha+Cafe+%2820%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ShKH18ChZcI/AAAAAAAAAPo/EJdFkr0Aug4/s320/Dinner+-+Ganesha+Cafe+%2820%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337477869106980290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me and Ivise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ShKH1tON3EI/AAAAAAAAAPg/LCc6nLALIYI/s1600-h/Temple+-+Kabupaten+Gianyar+%284%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ShKH1tON3EI/AAAAAAAAAPg/LCc6nLALIYI/s320/Temple+-+Kabupaten+Gianyar+%284%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337477865129499714" 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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ShKBlCy22fI/AAAAAAAAAPY/ynTAOg9Bzg8/s1600-h/Temple+-+Kabupaten+Gianyar+%2826%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ShKBlCy22fI/AAAAAAAAAPY/ynTAOg9Bzg8/s320/Temple+-+Kabupaten+Gianyar+%2826%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337470981792782834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lake at the temple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ShKBk_GDnHI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/RXwq7y_q4ew/s1600-h/Temple+-+Kabupaten+Gianyar+%2833%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ShKBk_GDnHI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/RXwq7y_q4ew/s320/Temple+-+Kabupaten+Gianyar+%2833%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337470980799569010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's not a coconut, and I don't know what it is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ShKBkk5_MPI/AAAAAAAAAPI/sudtuXMWmPc/s1600-h/Ubud+Art+Market+%284%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ShKBkk5_MPI/AAAAAAAAAPI/sudtuXMWmPc/s320/Ubud+Art+Market+%284%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337470973769625842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the Ubud Art Market. Some of the handicrafts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ShKBkVStfFI/AAAAAAAAAPA/gjWtaOIQQwo/s1600-h/Wood+carving+-+Karya+Mas+Gallery+%283%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ShKBkVStfFI/AAAAAAAAAPA/gjWtaOIQQwo/s320/Wood+carving+-+Karya+Mas+Gallery+%283%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337470969578355794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ehem... The Balinese are very talented in handicrafts and wood carvings..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ShKBkLuVHsI/AAAAAAAAAO4/0HJDdVn9G8w/s1600-h/Wood+carving+-+Karya+Mas+Gallery+%289%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ShKBkLuVHsI/AAAAAAAAAO4/0HJDdVn9G8w/s320/Wood+carving+-+Karya+Mas+Gallery+%289%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337470967009844930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See what I mean? Oh, it's a table by the way.. For those who didn't know.&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/5389151313858313014-1138894347007300865?l=green-t-latte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/1138894347007300865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/05/bali-day-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/1138894347007300865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/1138894347007300865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/05/bali-day-2.html' title='Bali - Day 2'/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ShKH2aJjB3I/AAAAAAAAAQA/dqydhV6kHSo/s72-c/Dinner+-+Ganesha+Cafe+%2810%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014.post-7634945778097273224</id><published>2009-05-19T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T17:29:48.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bali - Day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The trip to Bali started with a relaxing 3 hours flight to Denpasar (Bali). Our hotel is strategically situated right next to the Kuta beach. A good spot for surfers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, it was raining by the time we check in to our hotel about 3.30pm. With no hope of heading to the beach due to the pouring rain, we went to Kuta City Centre where shops like Billabong and Roxy are situated. The better place to shop will be on Legian Road, where a row of shops stretch from one end to another. On the end of Legian Rd., you'll find the Legian Art Market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ShJ4Ta4mezI/AAAAAAAAAOo/ccM_zZANqtg/s1600-h/Wina+Holiday+villa+%282%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ShJ4Ta4mezI/AAAAAAAAAOo/ccM_zZANqtg/s320/Wina+Holiday+villa+%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337460783417031474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wina Holiday Villa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ShJ4TD7blxI/AAAAAAAAAOg/CCtbwV58AyE/s1600-h/Jalan+Legian+%283%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ShJ4TD7blxI/AAAAAAAAAOg/CCtbwV58AyE/s320/Jalan+Legian+%283%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337460777254885138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kuta City centre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ShJ4S25y-HI/AAAAAAAAAOY/XFtz1PtoY1g/s1600-h/Warung+Made+%284%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ShJ4S25y-HI/AAAAAAAAAOY/XFtz1PtoY1g/s320/Warung+Made+%284%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337460773758367858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our first meal in Bali at Warung Made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5389151313858313014-7634945778097273224?l=green-t-latte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/7634945778097273224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/05/bali-day-1.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/7634945778097273224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/7634945778097273224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/05/bali-day-1.html' title='Bali - Day 1'/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ShJ4Ta4mezI/AAAAAAAAAOo/ccM_zZANqtg/s72-c/Wina+Holiday+villa+%282%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014.post-8414463691506282020</id><published>2009-05-10T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T01:55:06.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The twins belated birthday celebration</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Their birthday was supposed to be on the 4th of May but because of my final exams, i couldn't make it on the exact date. So, we postponed it to yesterday and celebrated it on TGI Friday. Oh.. at TGI Friday, they have a house rule that if you are celebrating your birthday.. Be prepare to sing a song. That's not the worst, YOU will have to stand on the chair and sing in front of the crowd! Though embarrassing, I'm sure the twins had fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SgW8UIgvFzI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/4YmHOdcJJNM/s1600-h/DSCN1343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333876387758413618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SgW8UIgvFzI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/4YmHOdcJJNM/s320/DSCN1343.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Top : me, Irene, Su Wei, Ivan, Ivise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Below : Ivine, Jovy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SgW8ToL-jiI/AAAAAAAAAOI/tAhEbdSORKs/s1600-h/DSCN1322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333876379081412130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SgW8ToL-jiI/AAAAAAAAAOI/tAhEbdSORKs/s320/DSCN1322.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The melting ice-cream cake. It looks good but... not worth Rm95. The chocolate balls on top were too sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SgW8TZ2PkQI/AAAAAAAAAOA/ed8fwPyIan4/s1600-h/DSCN1320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333876375232155906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SgW8TZ2PkQI/AAAAAAAAAOA/ed8fwPyIan4/s320/DSCN1320.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SgW8S4nk8NI/AAAAAAAAAN4/CFjBJ63D_SQ/s1600-h/DSCN1319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333876366312272082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SgW8S4nk8NI/AAAAAAAAAN4/CFjBJ63D_SQ/s320/DSCN1319.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The birthday girls.. Twins. Irene n Ivine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5389151313858313014-8414463691506282020?l=green-t-latte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/8414463691506282020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/05/twins-belated-birthday-celebration.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/8414463691506282020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/8414463691506282020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/05/twins-belated-birthday-celebration.html' title='The twins belated birthday celebration'/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SgW8UIgvFzI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/4YmHOdcJJNM/s72-c/DSCN1343.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014.post-990569631726807293</id><published>2009-04-25T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T14:33:31.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandma rocks!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm very lucky to have an understanding and "cool" grandmother. We call her "Popo". Ever since my sis and I was young, Popo were the one taking care of us till we entered elementary school. She was a very strict old lady.. When she's angry, she can blow the whole house down. She also curses when she's mad. Basically, she's the Queen of the house. With such hot temper, I used to wonder why does she has so many friends? They adore her very much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;One day, I saw her passing a roll of cash (approximately Rm1000) to a family friend who's from the same hometown as Popo. I was still little at that time and I wondered why does she kept giving money to that person. Out of curiosity, I asked my mother. And after what my mother told me, I see my grandma in a total diferrent view. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;According to mummy, Popo was quite wealthy when she was young. She has 2 maids. She never treated them as if they were her maid. Instead, they were more like friends.. One of them was quite pitiful. We called her Aunt Ngan. Aunt Ngan doesn't has her own children, she adopted a daughter. And because they were poor, Aunt Ngan went and worked for Popo as a maid and her daughter was left to be taken care of by someone else. As both Popo and Aunt Ngan grew old, they still keep in touch although Popo moved to KL. Aunt Ngan remained in Teluk Intan. Mummy told me that Aunt Ngan's daughter (XX) does not treat Aunt Ngan well. XX blamed her mother for everything.. For not providing her the things that she needed when she was young and for leaving her to be taken care by someone else. However, Aunt Ngan never blamed her daughter for being ungrateful. She kept all the pain and sadness to herself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Once, I visited Aunt Ngan at her home. She was so happy to see us. However, she was very thin and tired looking. Then, I found out that her daughter never gave her any money to support herself nor ever care whether Aunt Ngan was feeling unwell. I was SO ANGRY!! That good-for-nothing lady don't even deserve being adopted. She should just be left to live with her abusive parents when she was young. So how did Aunt Ngan manage to survive all these years? I guess by now, you should have guessed it. Thanks to Popo who have been sending that roll of cash to Aunt Ngan every month. Aunt Ngan passed away few years ago, but Popo still remember her as her good friend, not her maid. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As I grew older, I realize that Popo was kind to almost everyone. She never doubted whether others are taking advantage of her or not. She's just nice to them, sincerely. Even to the garbage collector or the delivery man. She paid the delivery man Rm3-5 tips because according to her, they worked very hard under the sun and rain delivering pizzas and gets low salary. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She woke up earlier than me everytime before I left for work (when I was still working). If I go to work at 5am, she'll wake up at 4:30am just to prepare breakfast for me. If I arrive home at 1am, she'll be there waiting for me. Greeting me with a smile and asking me "Have you had your dinner? I kept some soup for you". How sweet of her.. She bought my first handphone for me after SPM. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She still cooks for us although she's already 86 now. She goes to the market which is about 150 meters from my house and push a heavy loaded (with groceries) trolley home.  She does this twice a week.. Sometimes, we told her that we can get it from the supermarket but she insist that the vege n meat from the market is fresher. Eventhough her knees ached, she still does it. And she never complains.. The reason why I love my grandma so much? You all know now.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328498515038869826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SfKhKvcWmUI/AAAAAAAAANw/AcBcGQXe30w/s320/DSCN2461.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Grandma + Mummy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5389151313858313014-990569631726807293?l=green-t-latte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/990569631726807293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/04/grandma-rocks.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/990569631726807293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/990569631726807293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/04/grandma-rocks.html' title='Grandma rocks!!'/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SfKhKvcWmUI/AAAAAAAAANw/AcBcGQXe30w/s72-c/DSCN2461.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014.post-5960840097108365196</id><published>2009-04-15T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T23:42:35.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The sarcastic side of me..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;For those who know me well. They know that I can be sarcastic when I want to. Most of the time when I'm mad at someone or annoyed. However, I can occasionally be sarcastic out of nothing, just for fun or to tease that person. Ahem~ For those who doesn't know me, you'll need to know me better to differentiate between "venomous sarcasm" or "teasing sarcasm". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324933392965602210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SeX2tUxUi6I/AAAAAAAAANg/cX21N6Dm-Zs/s320/DSCN3439.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;This is me when I'm furious~ Muahaha... By the way, I don't understand what the Korean wording meant in the pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I wasn't like this before.. or, not that bad. How did I turned into who I am today? The story began........ Once upon a time, Ivy was an innocent, naive young girl. She treated almost everyone kindly. She trusted all of her friends and was willingly to help those in need (this part exaggerated). Then, Ivy came out to the cruel world a.k.a "working society". Haha... She experienced culture shock in her working society. People were so "fake", drama queens, gossip queens (all these including the guys), politics, got scolding from right, left and centre, and not to forget "2 face". Not all of them were that bad, only part of them. But, to survive in this condition, Ivy had to change.. Transform. *deng deng deng*- sound effect la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Ivy became more and more "bitchy" or "laser" - very common words used among the airline crews. It means a person who's sarcastic. It's usually used like this "Eh, that supervisor is very bitchy you know. Better watch out.. Her mouth is very laser. Pandai-pandai jaga diri la (carry yourself well)". Comparing to the rest in there, I'm considered mild.. Not that spicy. Lol~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you a scenario that happened to me. On one fine day, when my colleagues and I was serving meals to the passengers, I asked my senior "XX, can I serve Mr. Y his salmon now?". It was just a simple question to get her approval. And guess what I get for a reply? "No my dear... You'll have to wait till the sun come down and the salmon gets cold. Then only you serve it. Or, if you wish, you can wait till Christmas.." (Added with a super-sweet heart melting smile). So, imagine how "considerate" she was.. Oh, so sweeeeet~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what's Ivy's response? Of course with a very sweeeeet reply. "Oh, shall I do so? Christmas is not that far you know?" (With a equally sweet smile). Oh, what happened next? Nah.. we did not get into a fight. In fact, we started giggling... (Pretending as if it was a joke) Was it or was it not, I never knew. I just assumed it was..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the conclusion, I became who I am now. If I do offend someone unintentionally, forgive me. If I did it out of purpose, accept it with grace... and learn to be "laser" too. Eventually, you'll get the hook of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324933396957036338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SeX2tjo8_zI/AAAAAAAAANo/6PkedE_Avns/s320/DSCN3536.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;See, I'm not that scary when I'm normal. Hmm....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5389151313858313014-5960840097108365196?l=green-t-latte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/5960840097108365196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/04/sarcastic-side-of-me.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/5960840097108365196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/5960840097108365196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/04/sarcastic-side-of-me.html' title='The sarcastic side of me..'/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SeX2tUxUi6I/AAAAAAAAANg/cX21N6Dm-Zs/s72-c/DSCN3439.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014.post-235951557170100088</id><published>2009-04-13T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T23:04:56.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A tiny breath of fresh air</title><content type='html'>Fuh~ Finally, the assignment that I dreaded most was over. It wasn't easy... In fact, it was tough! The feeling is indescribable. A friend of mine and I technically spent most of our time chasing after parts of the assignments from other group members. The editing part was the worst. We do not blame others for it, it is just us... Maybe, we.. or shall I say I, am too demanding.  Maybe it will be better if I'm less demanding and let it be.. Will it be different? I always wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so thankful that the editing job was shared between me and her.. Not that the job of others is not good, don't get me wrong. It's just good to know that there's someone there to share your difficulties in time like this. Every group has an "editor" or someone who compiles the work of others and check through it. Most group only has one editor.. Hence, the workload is much higher. Thankfully, my group has 2. Phew~ And to the rest of the team members, thanks for the effort being put in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To a friend of mine who's feeling terrible about the whole college thing. College isn't as bad as what you think it is.. Yes, it has exceptionally high work loads/assignments. Piles of books to be read and NO TIME to do so because the assignments are over flowing. But, it is still bearable. we still get 3 days off in a week and classes ends at 3 or 4pm. You just need to adapt to the new environment.. This is only the beginning of a long journey. Do you really wanna give up so soon? Without even really trying harder? Guidance and advice was given to you by many,but ask yourself, did you appreciated it? We all care for you, honestly. It's just that you did not realize it, or maybe you did but it does not mean much to you. Trust me dear, if you can't handle this minor stress in college, you won't be able to make it at the outside world. Tell yourself that if others can do it, so do you. The finals is only 2 and a half week away, prove to us that you can make it. I know you can..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did our dreaded presentation today. I was nervous because we only got to know that we actually need to present it, last night. But fortunately, all of us managed. I was shaking.. I wonder whether it showed. The funniest part was we need to dress formal n Fran and I was wearing jeans n shirts. So, We had to rushed home to change. It's Nat's and Fran's 1st visit to my home.. Hope you girls enjoyed it. Oh, Nat looked so pretty in her new "Eye-do" today. Curled lashes and "Audrey Hepburn-style" eyeliner. Too bad we did not took pics for it... hmm.. Fran looked good too. In different style rather than her usual ones, and a touch of blusher on her cheeks. Sweet..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5389151313858313014-235951557170100088?l=green-t-latte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/235951557170100088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/04/tiny-breath-of-fresh-air.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/235951557170100088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/235951557170100088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/04/tiny-breath-of-fresh-air.html' title='A tiny breath of fresh air'/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014.post-1924880732698458239</id><published>2009-04-04T02:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T22:06:25.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bryan's 25th birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;It is Bryan's 25th birthday! We had a steamboat dinner. The food was quite good with a reasonable price. We ate and laugh so much till I had tummy ache. After dinner, we drove to Wings Cafe which is nearby to chill out and wait for the countdown to Bryan's birthday. The entertainers/singers there were very co-operative. At the strike of 12pm, they sang the happy Birthday song and the cake was brought out. We hanged out till 1am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330099;"&gt;Happy Birthday to Bryan Lee Kim Phong!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SdZSHJZyawI/AAAAAAAAANY/hH_RPyqH2cQ/s1600-h/DSCN2961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320530292521462530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SdZSHJZyawI/AAAAAAAAANY/hH_RPyqH2cQ/s320/DSCN2961.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bryan, Leonard, Cedawnyce + Ivine &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SdZSG_aLM5I/AAAAAAAAANQ/ztp39U281vU/s1600-h/DSCN2969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320530289838732178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SdZSG_aLM5I/AAAAAAAAANQ/ztp39U281vU/s320/DSCN2969.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; KC was trying to be funny by displaying a "peace" sign. I knocked his hands with the ladle, but he's very persistent! His hands are still there.. Cis!! Spoil saja~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SdZSGuaPBDI/AAAAAAAAANI/gVhWZnHz91I/s1600-h/DSCN2978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320530285275579442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SdZSGuaPBDI/AAAAAAAAANI/gVhWZnHz91I/s320/DSCN2978.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ivine, Bryan, me, Derrick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SdZSGazFQmI/AAAAAAAAANA/ekv1aZ2DXac/s1600-h/DSCN2982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320530280011088482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SdZSGazFQmI/AAAAAAAAANA/ekv1aZ2DXac/s320/DSCN2982.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Birthday Boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SdZSGCx4PsI/AAAAAAAAAM4/EVJUr7CHzcU/s1600-h/DSCN2989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320530273563590338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SdZSGCx4PsI/AAAAAAAAAM4/EVJUr7CHzcU/s320/DSCN2989.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Top : Siew Ween, Jovy, Grace, Cedawnyce, Leonard, KC&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bottom : Ivine, Bryan, me, Derrick, Sherry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5389151313858313014-1924880732698458239?l=green-t-latte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/1924880732698458239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/04/bryans-25th-birthday.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/1924880732698458239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/1924880732698458239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/04/bryans-25th-birthday.html' title='Bryan&apos;s 25th birthday'/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SdZSHJZyawI/AAAAAAAAANY/hH_RPyqH2cQ/s72-c/DSCN2961.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014.post-1836389577828758929</id><published>2009-04-02T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T19:47:08.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IMCOMM presentation</title><content type='html'>We (Fran, Nat, Vivien &amp;amp; I) did our first presentation today. I was quite nervous although it didn't really showed. So, there I was, infront of the class and began my babbles... blablabla.. To tell the truth, I didn't really know what I was talking about. In short, my mouth wasn't entirely "connected" to my brain. I was talking &amp;amp; talking BUT my mind was actually empty. I had the information written on a piece of paper held in my hands but I didn't even read much of it! The reason? I don't even know. All I was thinking about was to get it over with asap.  Phew~ Thank God, it turned out OK. The rest of the team member were fine too. Even Vivien did her part quite well. Impressive..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5389151313858313014-1836389577828758929?l=green-t-latte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/1836389577828758929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/04/imcomm-presentation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/1836389577828758929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/1836389577828758929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/04/imcomm-presentation.html' title='IMCOMM presentation'/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014.post-7156714605218298876</id><published>2009-03-30T23:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T19:34:46.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bangkok - Last day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Our last day in Bangkok.. *sobs*. Did our last minute shopping and packed our bags. Surprisingly, it fits! And Ivise's luggage bag even had extra room. Well, it was indeed a very huge bag and it does come in handy for occasions like this. Our luggages weren't even over weight. Good! Goodbye Bangkok~ I shall return again, hopefully by end of this year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SdDjNdpYycI/AAAAAAAAAMw/QidV3iCYms4/s1600-h/DSCN2924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319000980360579522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SdDjNdpYycI/AAAAAAAAAMw/QidV3iCYms4/s320/DSCN2924.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The tallest building in Bangkok, or was it Thailand? The Baiyoke Sky &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SdDi-5czIJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/e1jndf20Zro/s1600-h/DSCN2926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319000730125934738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SdDi-5czIJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/e1jndf20Zro/s320/DSCN2926.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At Suvarnabhumi Airport&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SdDi-svQROI/AAAAAAAAAMg/MO-JeCRrf9E/s1600-h/DSCN2927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319000726713681122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SdDi-svQROI/AAAAAAAAAMg/MO-JeCRrf9E/s320/DSCN2927.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Waiting in line..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SdDi-eojkqI/AAAAAAAAAMY/N-ynfQGUCLM/s1600-h/DSCN2935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319000722927489698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SdDi-eojkqI/AAAAAAAAAMY/N-ynfQGUCLM/s320/DSCN2935.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ivise and her usual odd pose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SdDi-OWbxfI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/2vNxK3l_wlE/s1600-h/DSCN2936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319000718556513778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SdDi-OWbxfI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/2vNxK3l_wlE/s320/DSCN2936.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SdDi9jrZWVI/AAAAAAAAAMI/1o6sFggfuB0/s1600-h/DSCN2950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319000707101710674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SdDi9jrZWVI/AAAAAAAAAMI/1o6sFggfuB0/s320/DSCN2950.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On board flight AK887 bound for KL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5389151313858313014-7156714605218298876?l=green-t-latte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/7156714605218298876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/03/bangkok-last-day.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/7156714605218298876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/7156714605218298876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/03/bangkok-last-day.html' title='bangkok - Last day'/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SdDjNdpYycI/AAAAAAAAAMw/QidV3iCYms4/s72-c/DSCN2924.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014.post-3715746872086282077</id><published>2009-03-30T22:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T23:14:36.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bangkok - Day 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Our tour for today began with a boat ride along the ChaoPhya River. We kinda got conned into taking the ride. We told the tour guide that we wanted to go to this restaurant that was shown in the movie "Bangkok Dangerous". He told us that we need to take a boat ride to reach that place. So, we paid 350 Baht p/person and took the 30 mins boat ride. Fed some fishes, stopped at a tiny floating market and get a view of the locals residing along the riverbank. And THAT"S ALL!!! Where the heck was that so called famous restaurant?? Confused and irritated, we went to the Grand Palace. Irene and Su Wei was denied entry because Irene was wearing a 3 quarter pants and S.Wei's a legging. Irene had to then force herself to get a long skirt and S.Wei, being frustrated, didn't join us into the Palace. The Palace wasn't much to boast about.. some golden temple and other golden monuments. Due to time restriction, we hastily browse through the Palace ground and left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;By that time, most of us are hungry and tired. We had our very much delayed lunch at 4pm and went back to the hotel to get some rest. At night, after dinner, we planned to chill out at Hard Rock Cafe because the boys insisted that we must go. So, all dressed up to go... and guess what? Su Wei was again denied entry to Hard Rock!!! Reason was because... she' not yet 20 years of age. Underage?? What!!?? "But she's 19", we said. And according to the manager at Bangkok Hard Rock, the legal age is 20!! *faint*  Poor S.Wei felt rejected and broken hearted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So what's the plan? We ended up hanging out at one of the pub/bar nearby. The atmosphere was great but the music was lousy.. After a 30 mins of warming up the sofas there, we then suggested to change location but unfortunately, Irene was too tired to go on. So, heavy heartedly, we headed back to the hotel. But that's not the end of our last night in Bangkok... We later went to the massage parlour and had our last reflexology in Bangkok. So good~ For only 250 baht (with tips). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SdDaUS1qjjI/AAAAAAAAAMA/Sx1-9xtBdtU/s1600-h/DSCN2839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318991202113719858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SdDaUS1qjjI/AAAAAAAAAMA/Sx1-9xtBdtU/s320/DSCN2839.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ready to start our tour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SdDaTvWIzcI/AAAAAAAAAL4/VUPHZnanIg8/s1600-h/DSCN2842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318991192586243522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SdDaTvWIzcI/AAAAAAAAAL4/VUPHZnanIg8/s320/DSCN2842.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Boat ride along ChaoPhya River&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SdDZ3sip2HI/AAAAAAAAALw/aOa2pPSnXbM/s1600-h/DSCN2851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318990710797097074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SdDZ3sip2HI/AAAAAAAAALw/aOa2pPSnXbM/s320/DSCN2851.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grand Palace &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SdDZ3W4T-JI/AAAAAAAAALo/y5pzLxyHT28/s1600-h/DSCN2855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318990704982358162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SdDZ3W4T-JI/AAAAAAAAALo/y5pzLxyHT28/s320/DSCN2855.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SdDZ3ft0POI/AAAAAAAAALg/oWMi0XGcQLw/s1600-h/DSCN2870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318990707354254562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SdDZ3ft0POI/AAAAAAAAALg/oWMi0XGcQLw/s320/DSCN2870.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SdDZ2zNcvHI/AAAAAAAAALY/IJcBpPnz8Sw/s1600-h/DSCN2872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318990695407336562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SdDZ2zNcvHI/AAAAAAAAALY/IJcBpPnz8Sw/s320/DSCN2872.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SdDZ2qrV9QI/AAAAAAAAALQ/Y5JfXAf73MA/s1600-h/DSCN2875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318990693116802306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SdDZ2qrV9QI/AAAAAAAAALQ/Y5JfXAf73MA/s320/DSCN2875.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ivise just love this pose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SdDYZaWRAhI/AAAAAAAAALI/Ii8ALLEDuJc/s1600-h/DSCN2877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318989091005596178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SdDYZaWRAhI/AAAAAAAAALI/Ii8ALLEDuJc/s320/DSCN2877.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SdDYY3gqZ4I/AAAAAAAAALA/1z2UJo5zteI/s1600-h/DSCN2895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318989081653962626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SdDYY3gqZ4I/AAAAAAAAALA/1z2UJo5zteI/s320/DSCN2895.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Exhausted and sleepy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SdDYY_1IhaI/AAAAAAAAAK4/XtsVIibqjJY/s1600-h/DSCN2909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318989083887306146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SdDYY_1IhaI/AAAAAAAAAK4/XtsVIibqjJY/s320/DSCN2909.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At one of the clubs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SdDYYZ9ktWI/AAAAAAAAAKw/HaBh3vdyefU/s1600-h/DSCN2913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318989073722160482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SdDYYZ9ktWI/AAAAAAAAAKw/HaBh3vdyefU/s320/DSCN2913.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Have u ever seen a Heineken mineral bottle before? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's holding one..  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They (the boys) sticked the logo onto the bottle! They thought they were being creative. Cis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SdDYYItRdUI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KYIofIXIVZA/s1600-h/DSCN2919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318989069090387266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SdDYYItRdUI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KYIofIXIVZA/s320/DSCN2919.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Drunken poses.. &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;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5389151313858313014-3715746872086282077?l=green-t-latte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/3715746872086282077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/03/bangkok-day-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/3715746872086282077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/3715746872086282077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/03/bangkok-day-3.html' title='Bangkok - Day 3'/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SdDaUS1qjjI/AAAAAAAAAMA/Sx1-9xtBdtU/s72-c/DSCN2839.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014.post-7095374762264451483</id><published>2009-03-29T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T19:37:15.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bangkok - Day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;We visited the famous Chaktuchat Market today. It was super duper HOT!! Had to put on our glamourous "Nicole Ritchie" look-alike shades. As u can see, we are all wearing the same style of sunnies! The market is so huge that we almost got lost in there. There were plenty of clothes, jeweleries, food, bla bla bla... At a very very low price . A MUST VISIT place in Bangkok. We spent only 3 hours in chaktuchat because we couldn't stand the burning heat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sc9A3TxdM9I/AAAAAAAAAKg/LPI3UUp8IUw/s1600-h/DSCN2806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318541003892536274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sc9A3TxdM9I/AAAAAAAAAKg/LPI3UUp8IUw/s320/DSCN2806.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chakthuchat Market&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sc8_zF4uHuI/AAAAAAAAAKY/8GEnxhyGX-8/s1600-h/DSCN2809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318539831933804258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sc8_zF4uHuI/AAAAAAAAAKY/8GEnxhyGX-8/s320/DSCN2809.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks good on her. Unfortunately, she did not get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sc8_y5vXuII/AAAAAAAAAKQ/wqG_sKEUuMk/s1600-h/DSCN2810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318539828673362050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sc8_y5vXuII/AAAAAAAAAKQ/wqG_sKEUuMk/s320/DSCN2810.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Many more to choose from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sc8_ylmBzNI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WwwwQB_s3As/s1600-h/DSCN2815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318539823265467602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sc8_ylmBzNI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WwwwQB_s3As/s320/DSCN2815.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Su Wei + Ivise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sc8_yAty9wI/AAAAAAAAAKA/o--BrEhJVO8/s1600-h/DSCN2825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318539813365937922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sc8_yAty9wI/AAAAAAAAAKA/o--BrEhJVO8/s320/DSCN2825.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ivise + me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sc8_yJEAhWI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/f16Hqpw2oVk/s1600-h/DSCN2834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318539815606584674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sc8_yJEAhWI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/f16Hqpw2oVk/s320/DSCN2834.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;THAI FOOD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Thai Food was good. Especially the baked fish! *drooling* (Not in the pic). And, the pineapple fried rice, tom yum goong, and very sweet watermelon juice!! Yum yum~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5389151313858313014-7095374762264451483?l=green-t-latte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/7095374762264451483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/03/bangkok-day-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/7095374762264451483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/7095374762264451483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/03/bangkok-day-2.html' title='Bangkok - Day 2'/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sc9A3TxdM9I/AAAAAAAAAKg/LPI3UUp8IUw/s72-c/DSCN2806.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014.post-6020180023589016202</id><published>2009-03-24T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T19:34:09.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bangkok - Day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;We boarded flight AK 738 bound for Bangkok at 11:40. Upon arrival, we took 2 cabs to Baiyoke Suite for 850 Baht. Our first destination was.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316437267774482306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ScfHhwBYp4I/AAAAAAAAAII/yjV78OJMtHU/s320/DSCN2767.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Irene, Su-Wei, Ivise, me, Jovy, Ivine, Derrick, Bryan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316437282516693186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ScfHim8M8MI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/an8wKDZbn1Y/s320/DSCN2770.JPG" border="0" /&gt;me + sis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Central.. A mall about 15-20 mins walk from the hotel. It houses most of the well known brands such as Topshop, Miss Selfridge, Naraya, Lacoste, Aldo and etc etc.. Zen and Isetan is 2 of the deparmental store available in Central.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ScfHi9cqFxI/AAAAAAAAAIY/rQ8Qzn2kVTg/s1600-h/DSCN2789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316437288558401298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ScfHi9cqFxI/AAAAAAAAAIY/rQ8Qzn2kVTg/s320/DSCN2789.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Central&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I guess they were celebrating the opening of Topshop... They had models and celebrities lingering around at the entrance of Topshop. They even hired a DJ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316437289477730034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ScfHjA317vI/AAAAAAAAAIg/YZxMSGaZwrI/s320/DSCN2790.JPG" border="0" /&gt; The DJ at Topshop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316437311123341026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ScfHkRgjvuI/AAAAAAAAAIo/9Xbs814J88Y/s320/DSCN2795.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316437852745009858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ScfIDzNOisI/AAAAAAAAAIw/6e8kCYX4UB0/s320/DSCN2799.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My rice is in a heart shape..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316437855285683410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ScfID8q-JNI/AAAAAAAAAI4/kaBqRv3XtC0/s320/DSCN2801.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Guess why are we dressed like that? We're getting ready for a massage session! After a long day, a good massage will be perfect to release the tension on our body and helps us relax and rejuvenate. 2 hours for 500 Baht only...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5389151313858313014-6020180023589016202?l=green-t-latte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/6020180023589016202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/03/bangkok-day-1.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/6020180023589016202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/6020180023589016202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/03/bangkok-day-1.html' title='Bangkok - Day 1'/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/ScfHhwBYp4I/AAAAAAAAAII/yjV78OJMtHU/s72-c/DSCN2767.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014.post-7247988050417909973</id><published>2009-03-17T02:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T02:43:05.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ashton's birthday parties</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;We celebrated Ashton's birthday at 2 locations with 2 different groups. The first was at Italiannies, Pyramid and the later one at Delicious, One Utama. Both of us ate so much!! Eat,eat,eat.... 2 fat piggies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313854966398768018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sb6a8Bwk05I/AAAAAAAAAIA/yFllX1VJYmg/s320/DSCN2753.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ashton, me + friends &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sb6a7RnkFAI/AAAAAAAAAH4/QeQ0Xn_onL0/s1600-h/DSCN2752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313854953476068354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sb6a7RnkFAI/AAAAAAAAAH4/QeQ0Xn_onL0/s320/DSCN2752.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; more friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sb6a7OXaYqI/AAAAAAAAAHw/dc7F4M55CDE/s1600-h/DSCN2746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313854952603017890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sb6a7OXaYqI/AAAAAAAAAHw/dc7F4M55CDE/s320/DSCN2746.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;His durian cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sb6a54D7d9I/AAAAAAAAAHo/UFCxlu2fFCE/s1600-h/DSCN2718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313854929435850706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sb6a54D7d9I/AAAAAAAAAHo/UFCxlu2fFCE/s320/DSCN2718.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mag, me, Ashton, Nicholas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sb6a33ygKNI/AAAAAAAAAHg/YYoDYXzwMMs/s1600-h/DSCN2714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313854895003019474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sb6a33ygKNI/AAAAAAAAAHg/YYoDYXzwMMs/s320/DSCN2714.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The bunch at Italiannies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sb6aQW_5xSI/AAAAAAAAAHY/J6zNppfJqEo/s1600-h/DSCN2708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313854216185955618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sb6aQW_5xSI/AAAAAAAAAHY/J6zNppfJqEo/s320/DSCN2708.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; His present from me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5389151313858313014-7247988050417909973?l=green-t-latte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/7247988050417909973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/03/ashtons-birthday-parties.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/7247988050417909973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/7247988050417909973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/03/ashtons-birthday-parties.html' title='Ashton&apos;s birthday parties'/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/Sb6a8Bwk05I/AAAAAAAAAIA/yFllX1VJYmg/s72-c/DSCN2753.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014.post-8223586758078892735</id><published>2009-03-14T14:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T15:14:55.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Ashton!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's Ashton's birthday today. We're celebrating his birthday at Italiannies with a bunch of our friends. Bought him a watch for his birthday present.. And, bought for myself loads of my favourite skincare brand- Laneige. They are having 20% sale today, so I took the opportunity to stock up on my skincare. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I began using this brand a year ago. Ever since then, I'm addicted to it. Every time I purchase some thing from Laneige, they will give free gifts/samples. I now have a whole box of Laneige samples after a year of accumulation. Wonder when will I be able to finish using them. I'm bringing some of them to Bangkok with me. Their mini sizes are perfect for travelling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SbtU_wabWFI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/J7baOOu7nMM/s1600-h/DSCN2704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312933639717869650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SbtU_wabWFI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/J7baOOu7nMM/s320/DSCN2704.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Laneige skincare samples &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SbtU_0QP49I/AAAAAAAAAHI/Oj9E9cNVkCM/s1600-h/DSCN2706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312933640748917714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SbtU_0QP49I/AAAAAAAAAHI/Oj9E9cNVkCM/s320/DSCN2706.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Laneige products that I bought&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I just love looking at skincare and cosmetics.. I think I'm obsessed with them. Haha! Love em'! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ASHTON!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/5389151313858313014-8223586758078892735?l=green-t-latte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/8223586758078892735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-birthday-ashton.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/8223586758078892735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/8223586758078892735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-birthday-ashton.html' title='Happy Birthday Ashton!!!'/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SbtU_wabWFI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/J7baOOu7nMM/s72-c/DSCN2704.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014.post-4051956016441534307</id><published>2009-03-13T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T22:25:27.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid-term Holidays!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yay! It's our mid-term hols now.. Can't wait for my Bangkok trip with my cousins. Our first "all cousins" trip. Had it planned since 3 months ago. Crossing my fingers that I'll turn out well.. No lost of baggage, lost of passport or worse.. lost of one of them! I think I'm being paranoid. Lol..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I got 3 of my results so far. I can say I'm quite satisfied with them. However, there are 2 more to go and the 2 are my weakest subjects. Hope that it won't turn out too bad. Below are Fran and Natalie. The 2 cute happy-clowns. Natalie do funny faces and random acts all the time. Fran pulak, over excited sometime.. in a good way. So when the 2 of them get together, you know what happens. Anyhow, it's a good way to lighten up the study mood when I'm sleepy during lectures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SbppDAsNmTI/AAAAAAAAAGw/J2fbziPekgo/s1600-h/DSCN2684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312674210882885938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SbppDAsNmTI/AAAAAAAAAGw/J2fbziPekgo/s320/DSCN2684.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Fran, me + Nat&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/5389151313858313014-4051956016441534307?l=green-t-latte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/4051956016441534307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/03/mid-term-holidays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/4051956016441534307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/4051956016441534307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/03/mid-term-holidays.html' title='Mid-term Holidays!'/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SbppDAsNmTI/AAAAAAAAAGw/J2fbziPekgo/s72-c/DSCN2684.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014.post-2662742255824780167</id><published>2009-03-13T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T22:07:20.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Wasn't feeling well for the past 2 days.. Almost everyone in my house is affected by the viral fever. Am feeling better now, after taking the antibiotics and many other medications. Ashton's birthday is tomorrow! Can't wait for the party.. Will post some of the pictures after the party. In this month of March, there are so many birthdays to celebrate. Queenie's, Sheryl's, Ashton's, Beatie's, Jovy's, Ivise's and Allan's. Wow... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SbpmCJASs6I/AAAAAAAAAGo/IeVUe9rQM1g/s1600-h/DSCN2691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312670897399837602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SbpmCJASs6I/AAAAAAAAAGo/IeVUe9rQM1g/s320/DSCN2691.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sheryl, Ivise and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SbpmBntVp1I/AAAAAAAAAGg/cpEhoZ00Lug/s1600-h/DSCN2683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312670888461969234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SbpmBntVp1I/AAAAAAAAAGg/cpEhoZ00Lug/s320/DSCN2683.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yan Yan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SbpmBFH0YgI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zVlcEPzAxuA/s1600-h/DSCN2676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312670879177794050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SbpmBFH0YgI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zVlcEPzAxuA/s320/DSCN2676.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; with many hearts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5389151313858313014-2662742255824780167?l=green-t-latte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/2662742255824780167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/03/wasnt-feeling-well-for-past-2-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/2662742255824780167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/2662742255824780167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/03/wasnt-feeling-well-for-past-2-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SbpmCJASs6I/AAAAAAAAAGo/IeVUe9rQM1g/s72-c/DSCN2691.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014.post-1351897117104111240</id><published>2009-03-02T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T23:50:59.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress nye~</title><content type='html'>As if the overloading assignments are not enough, now comes the mid-term exam. After days and nights of studying on MHL (Media history and law) and IMCOM (Introduction to Mass Comm), sacrificing my precious sleep and neglecting my friends (to yum-ca); what do I get in the end?? The possibility of failing my MHL paper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I couldn't believe that I mixed up all the points. What's Sedition Act? I put the answer for Printing Pressses Act. What's Internal security Act? I put the answer for Sedition Act. And etc..etc.. WHY!!?? I even mixed up some of my IMCOM, but not as bad as my MHL. I guess it's information overload in my tiny lil' brain resulting in a system breakdown that leads to confusion of the ability to answer correctly. For a person as Dory (forgetful) as I am, it's not surprising that this will happen to me. However, I'm still upset that I actually spent so much effort in it and in the end of the day, I still couldn't do well in my test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  After the mid-term exam, I desperately need to brush up on my Spanish. Now, when my Spanish teacher talks in class, I can only understand 40% of what she's trying to say. There are so many types of verbs, nouns, and even genders for their nouns! Feminine or masculine? How can a table or chair be feminine or masculine? Huhu~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5389151313858313014-1351897117104111240?l=green-t-latte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/1351897117104111240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/03/stress-nye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/1351897117104111240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/1351897117104111240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/03/stress-nye.html' title='Stress nye~'/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014.post-2797171374442676850</id><published>2009-02-20T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T02:14:42.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Su Wei!!</title><content type='html'>We celebrated Su Wei's 19th Birthday at Souled Out, Sri Hartamas. We had a good time with heaps of laughter. The funniest part was when they (the attendants), make her wear a funny looking red hat with fake candles on it before they sang the birthday song. She was totally embarrassed.. Who wouldn't, right?&lt;br /&gt;   For her present, we got her a bag. Hope that she likes it. Oh.. before I end this, just wanna wish Su Wei..     &lt;br /&gt;                           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;                                              &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;                                                  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304565160660713602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SZ2Z6KkYQII/AAAAAAAAAF4/VT1xrCPN888/s320/DSCN2560.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From left : Kee, Irene, Jovy, Su wei, Ivise, me, Ivine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SZ2Z6-2zhXI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/92WvfXQ7-t4/s1600-h/DSCN2612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304565174696641906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SZ2Z6-2zhXI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/92WvfXQ7-t4/s320/DSCN2612.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Her birthday present&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SZ2Z6jXrBeI/AAAAAAAAAGI/se5JpV6S2FQ/s1600-h/DSCN2585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304565167318304226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SZ2Z6jXrBeI/AAAAAAAAAGI/se5JpV6S2FQ/s320/DSCN2585.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We just love to make funny faces..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SZ2Z6TBLPKI/AAAAAAAAAGA/2RX2DYhTwAE/s1600-h/DSCN2580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304565162928979106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SZ2Z6TBLPKI/AAAAAAAAAGA/2RX2DYhTwAE/s320/DSCN2580.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jovy &amp;amp; I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5389151313858313014-2797171374442676850?l=green-t-latte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/2797171374442676850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-su-wei.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/2797171374442676850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/2797171374442676850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-su-wei.html' title='Happy Birthday Su Wei!!'/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SZ2Z6KkYQII/AAAAAAAAAF4/VT1xrCPN888/s72-c/DSCN2560.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014.post-8506586678765744561</id><published>2009-02-20T00:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T00:59:09.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;   I had a great Valentine's Day with Ashton. He gave me a surprise. I was totally shock to see a man with a bouquet of flowers at my door when I arrived home from my Spanish class. I couldn't figure out who sent the flowers because at that moment, Ashton was already in the house. If he wants to send me flowers, why not do it personally? Then, he gave me a cheeky grin.. and I know at that instance, the sender is HIM!  He prefers to have them delivered to me just to get that surprised look out of me... How naughty~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;   We later headed to TJ Haus for dinner. The good food and the cosy environment makes it a perfect Valentine spot. I'd recommend it to anyone who wanna try out on German food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SZ2J7pSA18I/AAAAAAAAAFA/Q8M1u4uKPj8/s1600-h/DSCN2556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304547593899005890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SZ2J7pSA18I/AAAAAAAAAFA/Q8M1u4uKPj8/s320/DSCN2556.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ashton &amp;amp; I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SZ2J7e0DyjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/hDXyIYfFHDc/s1600-h/DSCN2545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304547591089015346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SZ2J7e0DyjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/hDXyIYfFHDc/s320/DSCN2545.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With the flowers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5389151313858313014-8506586678765744561?l=green-t-latte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/8506586678765744561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/8506586678765744561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/8506586678765744561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SZ2J7pSA18I/AAAAAAAAAFA/Q8M1u4uKPj8/s72-c/DSCN2556.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014.post-3436413018684471230</id><published>2009-02-06T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T01:36:51.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's the 1st week of school after CNY break. Assignments are loading up and I haven't even complete any. Usually, I'll hang out with the gang in the pic below. They are really cute and funny. Recently, we like to have lunch at the "Tom Yam claypot noodle" stall. Maybe because the food is good especially the tom yam noodle recommended by Nat (her favourite). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was suppose to go MOS tonight but I guess I was too lazy although some of my friends are there. Personally prefers Velvet or Poppy instead. Then, I planned to do my assignments but ended up chatting instead. Sigh~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SYsdAhXDXTI/AAAAAAAAAEw/JD09OyC-NL8/s1600-h/DSCN2514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299361281323785522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SYsdAhXDXTI/AAAAAAAAAEw/JD09OyC-NL8/s320/DSCN2514.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My classmates&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SYsdAUm_VXI/AAAAAAAAAEo/LScK8l7j09s/s1600-h/DSCN2511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299361277900969330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SYsdAUm_VXI/AAAAAAAAAEo/LScK8l7j09s/s320/DSCN2511.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fran and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5389151313858313014-3436413018684471230?l=green-t-latte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/3436413018684471230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-1st-week-of-school-after-cny-break.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/3436413018684471230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/3436413018684471230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-1st-week-of-school-after-cny-break.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SYsdAhXDXTI/AAAAAAAAAEw/JD09OyC-NL8/s72-c/DSCN2514.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014.post-8889045436924173702</id><published>2009-01-30T00:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T01:25:27.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Working~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt; Here are some pics of the place where I work (as a part-timer). The main cosmetic counter is the coolest. All the cosmetics that you'll need, on display and ready to be tested. The hundreds of colours will make you estatic! They even have a lash bar to display the variety of hand made lashes available. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The best-selling product will definitely be the "Cleansing Oil" (a.k.a make-up remover). I highly recommend it. Not because I'm trying to promote the product but because of it's efficiency in removing make-up thoroughly. I've been using it for years and still a loyal customer. Trust me, it works! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I've been working on the 3rd &amp;amp; 4th day of CNY. Missed out on some good stuff (ang pow). So, I'll appreciate whoever who's generous enough to give me "ang pow". Gong Xi Fa Cai!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SYHeeqLYzGI/AAAAAAAAAEg/fOa1E6IaD34/s1600-h/DSCN2502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296759255063907426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SYHeeqLYzGI/AAAAAAAAAEg/fOa1E6IaD34/s320/DSCN2502.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The lash bar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SYHeeeF376I/AAAAAAAAAEY/NYbIHvPz8Dg/s1600-h/DSCN2501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296759251819556770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SYHeeeF376I/AAAAAAAAAEY/NYbIHvPz8Dg/s320/DSCN2501.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The main cosmetic counter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SYHeda4Ei_I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/jSEVc786lnY/s1600-h/DSCN2500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296759233776487410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SYHeda4Ei_I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/jSEVc786lnY/s320/DSCN2500.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The best seller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5389151313858313014-8889045436924173702?l=green-t-latte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/8889045436924173702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/01/working_29.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/8889045436924173702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/8889045436924173702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/01/working_29.html' title='Working~'/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SYHeeqLYzGI/AAAAAAAAAEg/fOa1E6IaD34/s72-c/DSCN2502.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014.post-2520375013772509034</id><published>2009-01-26T02:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T02:38:09.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY Eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;For our Chinese New Year eve celebration, the theme was "Back to the 70's". So, all of us were dressed up in retro style. I even went to the extent of doing the "Amy Winehouse" hairdo! Wasn't an easy task you know.. Need loads of hair spray and pins. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295298489346630482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SXyt650rI1I/AAAAAAAAAEI/MjDkHIUFYJc/s320/DSCN2430.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The ladies  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SXyt6pk55KI/AAAAAAAAAEA/tS8z9X0G4n8/s1600-h/DSCN2441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295298484985521314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SXyt6pk55KI/AAAAAAAAAEA/tS8z9X0G4n8/s320/DSCN2441.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me and sis (Ivise)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SXyt6W-k30I/AAAAAAAAAD4/U4M5RDC87gs/s1600-h/DSCN2428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295298479992921922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SXyt6W-k30I/AAAAAAAAAD4/U4M5RDC87gs/s320/DSCN2428.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My dearest cousins.. The bunch that I usually hang out with. From left (Ivine, Irene, Jane, me, Ivise, Jovy, Su Wei).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SXyt5whVTSI/AAAAAAAAADw/SlDNYH6Akhw/s1600-h/DSCN2397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295298469669719330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SXyt5whVTSI/AAAAAAAAADw/SlDNYH6Akhw/s320/DSCN2397.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;getting ready..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5389151313858313014-2520375013772509034?l=green-t-latte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/2520375013772509034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/01/cny-eve.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/2520375013772509034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/2520375013772509034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/01/cny-eve.html' title='CNY Eve'/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SXyt650rI1I/AAAAAAAAAEI/MjDkHIUFYJc/s72-c/DSCN2430.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014.post-9020557904408710282</id><published>2009-01-26T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T01:08:08.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Delicious..</title><content type='html'>One of my favourite restaurant would be "Delicious". They serve the best desserts.. Must definitely try the chocolate cake! Even at the sight of it makes your mouth waters. Their all day breakfast (only available on weekends) is also one of my favourite. Especially the crispy hash browns and juicy tender beef bacons. I had them all today... Yum yum~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295273432941312066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SXyXIbcHuEI/AAAAAAAAACo/wOBdZLKRUrE/s320/DSCN2393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                          Oohlala.... Love em' (Choc cake with vanilla ice cream)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SXyXHtS2kZI/AAAAAAAAACg/BK-D0-oU69s/s1600-h/DSCN2392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295273420554408338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SXyXHtS2kZI/AAAAAAAAACg/BK-D0-oU69s/s320/DSCN2392.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                      Must try the hash browns n' bacons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SXyXHE1FJII/AAAAAAAAACY/gCiVoh8rskg/s1600-h/DSCN2387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295273409692116098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SXyXHE1FJII/AAAAAAAAACY/gCiVoh8rskg/s320/DSCN2387.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                    Slurrps~       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SXyXGsmil3I/AAAAAAAAACQ/M-ZWDNvVDXk/s1600-h/DSCN2382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295273403188680562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SXyXGsmil3I/AAAAAAAAACQ/M-ZWDNvVDXk/s320/DSCN2382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5389151313858313014-9020557904408710282?l=green-t-latte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/9020557904408710282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/01/delicious.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/9020557904408710282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/9020557904408710282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/01/delicious.html' title='Delicious..'/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SXyXIbcHuEI/AAAAAAAAACo/wOBdZLKRUrE/s72-c/DSCN2393.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5389151313858313014.post-2156349751642310686</id><published>2009-01-23T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T22:11:42.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SXnOFri19AI/AAAAAAAAACI/a4cHMeIPbPk/s1600-h/Perhentian+Island+Trip+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294489433934263298" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SXnOFri19AI/AAAAAAAAACI/a4cHMeIPbPk/s320/Perhentian+Island+Trip+060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;               me and Ashton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SXnOFR_OBjI/AAAAAAAAACA/T0vPLPCSqUM/s1600-h/Ivy%27s+pictures+183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294489427073959474" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SXnOFR_OBjI/AAAAAAAAACA/T0vPLPCSqUM/s320/Ivy%27s+pictures+183.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     Vye, Alyssa + I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SXnOFS9VbnI/AAAAAAAAAB4/kUbO7uEGMpA/s1600-h/DSCN2277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294489427334491762" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SXnOFS9VbnI/AAAAAAAAAB4/kUbO7uEGMpA/s320/DSCN2277.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     Su Wei, Jovy, me, Ivise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SXnOFOkPEJI/AAAAAAAAABw/FllayZlLowg/s1600-h/DSCN2231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294489426155475090" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SXnOFOkPEJI/AAAAAAAAABw/FllayZlLowg/s320/DSCN2231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;          Vye + I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SXnJ55k-BAI/AAAAAAAAABo/zhSAbADwckM/s1600-h/DSCN2377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294484833496335362" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SXnJ55k-BAI/AAAAAAAAABo/zhSAbADwckM/s320/DSCN2377.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    me and Chanel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SXnJ5aJwOMI/AAAAAAAAABg/mB4KjviTivM/s1600-h/DSCN2366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294484825060686018" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SXnJ5aJwOMI/AAAAAAAAABg/mB4KjviTivM/s320/DSCN2366.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;       Amanda and Eric&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SXnJ5APg3nI/AAAAAAAAABY/qkbNqJc30-8/s1600-h/DSCN2357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294484818105523826" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SXnJ5APg3nI/AAAAAAAAABY/qkbNqJc30-8/s320/DSCN2357.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;        Natalie and Francisca&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SXnJ4ZNdB7I/AAAAAAAAABQ/doZ9akQHY0I/s1600-h/DSCN2355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294484807627900850" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SXnJ4ZNdB7I/AAAAAAAAABQ/doZ9akQHY0I/s320/DSCN2355.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     Vivien (Vemo) and Zaf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SXnJ322b8_I/AAAAAAAAABI/y-dBgHFvSRM/s1600-h/DSCN2354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294484798404555762" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SXnJ322b8_I/AAAAAAAAABI/y-dBgHFvSRM/s320/DSCN2354.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     Bowie and Nat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5389151313858313014-2156349751642310686?l=green-t-latte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/feeds/2156349751642310686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/01/me-and-ashton-vye-alyssa-i-su-wei-jovy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/2156349751642310686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5389151313858313014/posts/default/2156349751642310686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://green-t-latte.blogspot.com/2009/01/me-and-ashton-vye-alyssa-i-su-wei-jovy.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivy Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00633911929793829306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XeOuwgNU_4/SXnOFri19AI/AAAAAAAAACI/a4cHMeIPbPk/s72-c/Perhentian+Island+Trip+060.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
