<?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-7748414</id><updated>2011-06-08T14:17:50.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHiQspace.com</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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>282</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-114267190201212641</id><published>2006-03-18T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T12:41:36.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Moved</title><content type='html'>I'm moved to &lt;a href="http://chiq.wordpress.com"&gt;chiq.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just gatal wanna try new blogware oni ler :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember peepz, change your bookmarks! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you there :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-114267190201212641?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/114267190201212641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/114267190201212641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2006/03/ive-moved.html' title='I&apos;ve Moved'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-114253499797403976</id><published>2006-03-17T02:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T02:49:58.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nocturnal Domesticity</title><content type='html'>It's one of those mornings again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ones where you (I mean me) can't sleep. The ones where you stay wide awake even though the body is tired but the brain is buzzing with energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see I've made not ONE but TWO Oreo Cheesecakes (come collect if you want a piece), cleaned both sinks, the microwave, cleared the freezer, made sure everything is in place in the kitchen. Bear in mind that I'm not the kind to do housework, but I'm in the mood. Everything has to be set back in place. I've done all my laundry by hand, hung them (2 pails full) out to dry/air... And I'm still wide awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can tell I'm gonna be up tomorrow morning with the menace of a gigantic headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna finish my reading (7 more books to go after this book I'm at) and turn on RTM1. If my eyes don't tire out first, at least I'd be bored to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night/Morning all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. dobbs, if you're reading this, pls msg/sms/call me. my IMs should be on. thx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-114253499797403976?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/114253499797403976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/114253499797403976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2006/03/nocturnal-domesticity.html' title='Nocturnal Domesticity'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-114248078116166239</id><published>2006-03-16T11:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T11:46:21.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girly Talk</title><content type='html'>I was talking to Dee when we got round to the topic of my new doctor... And turns out that Dee met him before at a friend's wedding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sings: It's a Small World*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, this cute doctor I was referring to was apparently one of Cleo's Eligible Bachelors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*dies*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now everytime I see my doc, I'm going to remember that conversation I had with Dee. [thx lotz beb!] and I'm going to have to tahan ketawa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. My doc is not a Doctor (like in the medical sense), he's a Clinical Psychologist.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-114248078116166239?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/114248078116166239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/114248078116166239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2006/03/girly-talk.html' title='Girly Talk'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-114242162746989033</id><published>2006-03-15T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T19:20:27.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Doctor</title><content type='html'>I finally saw the new doctor Mami made the appointment with. He's such a nice change from the old one, much more approachable. He makes up these really silly jokes, scary cos I might just spend my whole therapy session giggling my butt off. Oh, and he's cute to boot. Heh. But balding. Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first meeting yesterday went smoothly, I'm supposed to have a session once a week, and I'm looking forward to the next one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's a psychologist, which means no more druggy me! W00T!!! but then, have to do homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope this will finally be it... getting quite sien of repeating "this is what happened" and "this is how I feel about this incident/person/etc"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-114242162746989033?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/114242162746989033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/114242162746989033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2006/03/new-doctor.html' title='New Doctor'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-114235189379475201</id><published>2006-03-14T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T16:35:59.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look Yian, The Meme</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;4 jobs you’ve had in your life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhm, so many... OK, I'll list my first 4 jobs by age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• 14, Merry Cake House&lt;br /&gt;(Kitchen Staff, I wanted to learn how they bake and decorate...)&lt;br /&gt;• 17, Guardian Pharmacy&lt;br /&gt;(Sales Assistant, learned all about which drug does what :P)&lt;br /&gt;• 19 &amp; 20, Part time with job agent&lt;br /&gt;(Promoter: Hershey's, Dynamite, Sony, J&amp;amp;amp;J; Substitute Operator: AM-Bank)&lt;br /&gt;• 21, Secret Recipe&lt;br /&gt;(Cake counter, Waitress &amp; Barista, stayed long enough to learn how to fulfill each role except kitchen staff, I'm not tall enough to reach the fryer and stuff :()&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned so much interacting with different people from every job, experience as they say, is invaluable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4 movies you could watch over and over.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• My Fair Lady&lt;br /&gt;• Red Violin&lt;br /&gt;• Dead Poets Society&lt;br /&gt;• Mary Poppins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4 TV shows you love to watch&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The current ones lar, I can't remember that far back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Gray's Anatomy&lt;br /&gt;• Scrubs&lt;br /&gt;• West Wing&lt;br /&gt;• Law &amp;amp; Order&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4 TV shows you loved to watch&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Kopitiam&lt;br /&gt;• The Nanny&lt;br /&gt;• Daria&lt;br /&gt;• Fresh Prince of Bel-Air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4 places you’ve lived&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Sri Petaling&lt;br /&gt;• Would you be surprised if I told you I never ever moved...?&lt;br /&gt;• That's it.&lt;br /&gt;• Didn't I already say, that IT! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4 places you’ve been on vacation to&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Japan &amp; South Korea&lt;br /&gt;• Indonesia&lt;br /&gt;• Singapore&lt;br /&gt;• around Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4 places you would rather be&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Anywhere But Here&lt;br /&gt;• Living Alone In A Busy City&lt;br /&gt;• Anywhere with YP, Piggy &amp;amp; Yian&lt;br /&gt;• Six Foot Under&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4 of your favourite food&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Baskin's Ice Cream&lt;br /&gt;• Chili's Molten Choc Cake and Monterey Chicken&lt;br /&gt;• McD&lt;br /&gt;• Pork, Pork, PORK....!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4 websites you visit daily&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• www.google.com (Google is your best friend, Dobbs is my sifu :D)&lt;br /&gt;• www.userfriendly.org (techies will love this)&lt;br /&gt;• www.crazyapplerumors.com (they're hilarious)&lt;br /&gt;• www.applegeeks.com (thanks to Jinny!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4 tagged&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• YP&lt;br /&gt;• Pwasad&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;strike&gt;Dee&lt;/strike&gt; J&lt;br /&gt;• IreneQ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you guys have done this before let me know and I'll hunt for another victim :P&lt;br /&gt;edit: since Dee did it before, I'm tagging J :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-114235189379475201?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/114235189379475201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/114235189379475201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2006/03/look-yian-meme.html' title='Look Yian, The Meme'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-114204438112067919</id><published>2006-03-11T10:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T22:49:12.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bleak.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;disclaimer: graphic content. do not click on the link if you're not comfortable with blood. if you're not mature enough to handle what you see, that's not my problem. please also read my disclaimer at the bottom of this page.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is odd but after an episode; the intense headache eases off a little, I feel less pressured and the day seems a lot more bearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/43/110708843_3fe3fb3049_o.jpg"&gt;pic.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Please read disclaimer above and below. I deny any responsibility for your actions)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;.rant mode&gt; watson's and guardian doesn't stock gauze bandages anymore... zomfgwtfbbqmchknnccb?!!! &lt;./rant mode&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a nice day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-114204438112067919?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/114204438112067919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/114204438112067919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2006/03/bleak.html' title='bleak.'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-114149132256301005</id><published>2006-03-05T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T00:59:27.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tech Commandments</title><content type='html'>This is obviously a filler post.&lt;br /&gt;(hey hey, gimme a break... it IS Saturday night!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's something to entertain you for the time being...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/50/107659921_e547ab64de_o.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/50/107659921_e547ab64de_o.gif" width="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Click to enlarge]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken off &lt;a href="http://www.geekculture.com/joyoftech/joyarchives/734.html"&gt;The Joy of Tech! : The Tech Commandments&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What tech commandment would YOU add?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-114149132256301005?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/114149132256301005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/114149132256301005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2006/03/tech-commandments.html' title='Tech Commandments'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-114138282370268019</id><published>2006-03-03T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T18:47:03.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping!!!</title><content type='html'>Yay! I'm on a shopping high again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RETAIL THERAPY IS TEH ROXXOR!!!11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(I've mentioned it before? Oh.. heh.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to work today even though I wasn't supposed to be in. Had to settle some stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then kena grabbed by &lt;a href="http://yeepei.com"&gt;YP&lt;/a&gt; to meet &lt;a href="http://ireneq.com"&gt;IreneQ&lt;/a&gt; at Atria for the Times Warehouse Sale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we were done with lunch, (ahem, plundering on an empty stomach, where can?!) we headed straight for the sale. We combed the aisles and chucked our goodies in to the little supermarket baskets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YP and I decided it was time to go and sorted out which books we each wanted. Last time I saw her, Irene wasn't even halfway through the hall yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was sifting through the books, I saw a knitting book and thought it'd be fun to start; so right after the book spree, we went to the craft shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned the basics today. I think I’ll start nice little baggie for my RazrV3i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha… guess how much these cost?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/42/107137896_767efa0fdc_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lookie at the yarn/thread thingie, so cute and fluffy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/48/107137916_6ea89b3698_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh… last treat for the road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/53/107137956_c210167c54_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Partner In Crime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/52/107137989_f061de2878_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-114138282370268019?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/114138282370268019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/114138282370268019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2006/03/shopping.html' title='Shopping!!!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-114123846049948779</id><published>2006-03-02T02:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T11:28:23.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sporking!</title><content type='html'>@ Steven's w/ &lt;a href="http://yeepei.com"&gt;YP&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://porkaphobic.blogspot.com"&gt;Pwasad&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHiQ: Fork you!&lt;br /&gt;Pwasad: Fork you too!&lt;br /&gt;CHiQ: Wanna spoon?&lt;br /&gt;YP: OMG *rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;Pwasad: The knife is when it gets kinky...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ahem* Mamak sessions are interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh, if you fork and spoon, you SPORK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/44/106413114_603f9dab26_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^SPORK^ &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.prolitegear.com/vargo-spork-colored.html" target="_blank"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, there was something about mind effing, for I can't for the life of me remember how it went; especially since you guys launched in to the whole "let's tell spooky tell and scare the wits out of each other" phase. Sorry peepz, the CHiQ has very poor memory, hence the need to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: It appears that Haloscan is down again. Please leave your cooments on the TagBoard of the right. Thanks :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-114123846049948779?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/114123846049948779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/114123846049948779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2006/03/sporking.html' title='Sporking!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-114114733149348148</id><published>2006-03-01T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T01:22:11.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Crash</title><content type='html'>Last night I was awake for the longest time. Finally went to bed at 5. Body tired like weights permanently attached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately my brain was fully awake, thoughts flying, screaming... like little Hogwarts students flying around me, taunting me on their superfast nimbus broomsticks. I tried to swipe at them, attempting to get rid of the pesky things. Just wanting to SCREAM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me be. Leave me alone. Go away. Just eff off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally dozed off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up this morning with a splitting headache. No.1 mission and all I could think of was to calm the blasted raging headache like WWIII was planning to erupt right inside my head. Felt like crap. Scrap that. Felt like dirt under my slippers. Sleep. Wake Up. Check headache still there. Back to sleep. Repeat cycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main thoughts of the day: Just die you good for nothing stupid useless piece of crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I hurt myself; during some part of that cycle I did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh JOY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want is to be normal, stop the effing drama cos it's too bloody tiring. I want to get off this rollercoaster ride. It's no fun. I wanna stop hurting myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I need my meds but I don't know how to start them again. I've stopped them for a couple of weeks. So many questions and my appointment is only due on the 14th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I ever be normal?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-114114733149348148?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/114114733149348148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/114114733149348148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2006/03/crash.html' title='The Crash'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-114111766075782305</id><published>2006-02-28T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T17:07:40.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Anticipated Crash.</title><content type='html'>let.me.go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-114111766075782305?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/114111766075782305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/114111766075782305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2006/02/anticipated-crash.html' title='The Anticipated Crash.'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-114106648072264317</id><published>2006-02-28T02:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T03:53:55.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Jumpa Lagi</title><content type='html'>Wah, yesterday I was lepaking with the guys at The Actors' Studio when I spotted Edwin (of cos more glamour if I could say he spotted me lar but I not femes, no one spots me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywhos, I go over to sibuk lar kan, as usual. He so nice fella, intro me to all the femes stars, yo! Ok, I was a bit... A BIT only lar.... starstruck, cos I lurve watching these guys act kan... they're so entertaining. I met Rashid Salled (who's quite cute in the funny joker kinda way), Reza, Na'a, and Fish. And I actually had my camera with me but sorry peepz, I didn't snap any... no I did not hang out at the actors' studio with a camera in hand, hoping that I'd spot one of them femes ppl, k? I'm not swaku like that lar. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today pulak, YP and I went for the MPH warehouse sale. If heaven did exist, mine would be a library with a copy of every single book in the world. Holla big guy in the sky, are you listening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a Meg Cabot for my lil sis and a David Sedaris for me. Ooh, and also a fountain pen for RM11.70. I needed one to write my journal with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepas tu, we met up with &lt;a href="http://ireneq.com"&gt;IreneQ&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://profoundsentiments.net"&gt;Dee&lt;/a&gt; at Long John Silver, 1 Utama. &lt;a href="http://justmeoonly.blogspot.com"&gt;JoMel&lt;/a&gt; dropped by to grace us for a while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was good to all get together, and we dropped by the AppleCentre so &lt;a href="http://jeyadev.wordpress.com"&gt;J&lt;/a&gt; could meet them as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Girls by J&lt;br /&gt;Dee, JoMel, YP, CHiQ and IreneQ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/34/105351803_b735249f00_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J and I.&lt;br /&gt;The Panther and The CHiQ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/37/105351716_bc8bc901dd_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Molten Choc Cake from Chili's. &lt;br /&gt;Good Stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/36/105351592_7a8bad4fdf_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YP getting sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/39/105351752_56ac94e5f4_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which me too. &lt;br /&gt;Nite peepz.&lt;br /&gt;Lurve y'all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps. Petrol price went up... Jom sama sama take the LRT! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-114106648072264317?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/114106648072264317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/114106648072264317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2006/02/lets-jumpa-lagi.html' title='Let&apos;s Jumpa Lagi'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-114097536698343885</id><published>2006-02-27T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T01:49:06.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>iSeaFood</title><content type='html'>iseafood&lt;br /&gt;i sea food&lt;br /&gt;i see food?&lt;br /&gt;i see food!&lt;br /&gt;ic, food...&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piggy, Dan, Yian, YP and I were enjoying our seafood dinner at Teluk Gong.&lt;br /&gt;Hah! See I brought my camera this time :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signpost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/34/104725963_b7a5bbf0e7_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entrance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/35/104724954_495ac94047_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spicy Belacan Potato Leaves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/43/104724563_6094938728_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/34/104725220_117aa0ee66_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Butter Fried Mantis Prawns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/43/104725408_1e32f512ba_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salted Egg Prawns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/40/104725806_695785fb52_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coconut TomYam Prawns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/34/104724801_61dbf28ae7_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marmite Crabs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/19/104725545_12817fe34d_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I'm "allergic to shellfish". Nyeheh, basically I malas to peel... so YP meimei and Yian peeled for me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would I go again? uhh... not really, food was so so but it was cheap, like unbelievable kinda cheap but I'm not likely to travel far out to this place for dinner again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next SeeFood outing: Sekinchan! (Piggy, you promised)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-114097536698343885?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/114097536698343885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/114097536698343885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2006/02/iseafood.html' title='iSeaFood'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-114088907598962637</id><published>2006-02-26T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T01:40:23.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not All Gone</title><content type='html'>Omg I'm so sleepy so here's a short one for a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was on MC today, flu, fever &amp; headache, usual culprits... started yesterday morning, sniffing because my nose was a leaky tap. I was blowing away like an elephant, didn't help that I'm the size of a baby ele too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, felt better in the late afternoon. Saw Piggy online and begged him to get me out of the house, or I would have gone nuts and sprouted moss. Did I mention that I'm also very very impulsive? (The retail therapy roxx, but it roxx my bank account a bit too much, so just chilling with friends are much less exp) ...but let's get back to the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few calls here and there, we arranged dinner with Yian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piggy picked me up at 7.10pm (Oi, say 6.45?) and we went to get Dan and Yian, dropped Dan at Cititel for his company's annual dinner and got down to Low Yat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried my luck again but Pink Panther is still not clear yet according to my favourite DVD ahbeng. (Yeah the show was so funny, I wanted to keep a copy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally left Low Yat and went to Soo Kee, Jalan Imbi for chicken satay, SangHarMein, NgauYokeHor, and MaLaiFungKwong. It was really good and I was so pissed at myself for not taking my camera along. I mean, which self-respecting blogger doesn't carry a camera by her side? Kan? Please forgive me for the lack of pictures..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satay is grilled meat on sticks, eaten with spicy sweet nutty sauce. Satay was 60sen each, a little costly but the meat was nicely done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SangHarMein is a dish with prawns, noodles in egg gravy. The prawns were easily at least 6 inches long. OMG it was seriously good. Noodles were crispy, but soft when mixed with the gravy. I was tempted to finish the gravy; it was very rich because of the prawns. We ordered a double serving size, and it only cost us 60ringgit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NgauYokeHor is Beef and rice flat noodles in egg gravy. The beef was not overdone and there was the right amount of starch. I hate watery NgauYokeHor. This is one of my fav dishes and either I was very hungry tonight (sick, not much food eaten yesterday and today) or the food at Soo Kee is really delicious. I think it's the latter. This dish was 12ringgit for a single serving. It usually costs me about 5ringgit elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MaLaiFungKwong is kangkung with belacan. I have no idea what this vegetable is called in English. A simple dish found in almost every Chinese restaurant in Malaysia. The vegetable was crunchy and prepared in just the right amount of time and heat. 10ringgit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had iced Chrysanthemum herbal tea, which surprisingly had a slight taste of ginseng. Of course it wasn't real ginseng but what the Chinese call YeongSumSou (according to Piggy, but I'm not sure what that is, I think it might be the smaller roots of the ginseng). Yian hated the drink. I loved it, sweet but not overpowering the natural taste of the tea. 1.50ringgit each.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there, a nice place to go have a satisfying meal in the middle of Kuala Lumpur.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-114088907598962637?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/114088907598962637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/114088907598962637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2006/02/not-all-gone.html' title='Not All Gone'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-114078833389704975</id><published>2006-02-24T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T15:07:02.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Telling My Story</title><content type='html'>This post is kind of a challenge for me to write. I've been contemplating on how to go about this for quite some time and it struck me that the best way is just to tell it as it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a self-injurer with Bipolar Disorder, otherwise known as Manic Depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh, bipolar what?!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, think of two opposite poles. One is Depression and the other is Mania. Imagine swinging back and forth on the far extreme of these 2 poles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or this…&lt;br /&gt;The ceiling is Mania and the floor is Depression and you… are a rubber ball, bouncing up and down… the higher you bounce up, the lower you fall… except the floor is not level, it’s a staircase, and you start at the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some history…&lt;br /&gt;[Disclaimer: this is as accurate as it is, based on what I remember]&lt;br /&gt;It started at school when I was 14. One day in Maths class, it made perfect sense for me to just reach for my protractor and scratch myself with the pointy tip. I still don’t remember exactly why I did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From then on, I progressed to cutting, biting and later on pressing heated metal objects on my skin. I’d also pull my hair, leaving little bald patches on my scalp. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was the bubbly me, and the withdrawn me, like I had 2 extremely different personalities. The periods of each mood would last a few days, weeks even but the change would happen like a flick of a switch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mild periods of depression are clouded with headaches and migraines. Days that sink the lowest sometimes bring about the threat of suicide. When depression hits, I withdraw in to my own world where no one and nothing exist. I’d float through space and just block everything else out. Marked with bouts of random tears and utter despair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some days, I’d feel like there’s adrenaline rushing through my veins, thoughts flying past at millions per second. I’d get very irritated and snappy. I’d lose my temper over the smallest little things. Days like these, I’d struggle to focus. I feel like I need to be somewhere, do something, like everything requires my attention or my world would break in to pieces. [I suppose these are bouts of Mania but as I’m not a psychiatrist I might very well be wrong]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My memory has huge gaping holes. Stuff that I hear my relatives talk about that I don’t remember taking place. My memories are stories that are retold during get-togethers and the snapshots in our albums. I don’t remember being the kid in those pictures. Sometimes an image flashes in my mind. Sometimes I recognise it. Sometimes I don’t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was only recently that &lt;a href=”www.yeepei.com” target=”_blank”&gt;YP&lt;/a&gt; asked if I’ve considered seeking professional help. It’s been suggested before but I never really considered it. See a psych and people associate you with the loonies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned 24 last December. It took me 10 years of uncountable scars, a messed up digestive system and immunity to paracetamol to finally seek help. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m currently prescribed Seroquel [Antipsychotic], Lexapro [Selective serotonin reuptake inhibitor (SSRI) - Antidepressant] and Lamictal [Anticonvulsant mood stabilizer]. Needless to say I hate my meds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are days when I feel so good, like I’m superhuman with the ability to conquer the world [Hypomania], that I think I don’t need help and I forgo my medication. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is what happened lately and I went off my medication. So my days are back to its usual craziness. I feel like I can’t talk to my doctor, like we can’t relate to each other. Mami has made an appointment for me with another psychiatrist. Till then… I’m a ticking time bomb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more information, please click on the links below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bipolar_disorder"&gt;Bipolar Disorder / Manic Depression&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Self_harm"&gt;Self Harm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-114078833389704975?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/114078833389704975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/114078833389704975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2006/02/telling-my-story.html' title='Telling My Story'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-114071785482510356</id><published>2006-02-24T02:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T02:11:26.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jangan Ketawa</title><content type='html'>The past week has been far from smooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as often said, laughter IS the best medicine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as a measure to keep myself sane, I self-medicated with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;***SPOILER AHEAD***&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fun with DIck and Jane.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Loser guy goes kena con by company. Company goes down. he gets in deep shit. Pokai, so go rob ppl to pay bills, bla bla bla&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim Carrey. la la laaa. Same old same old... but he toned down. Tapi kan, just wasn't funny la. I was chatting and reading and smsing while watching this one cos I was just so bored, so I let the show run in the background. Of cos now you know I'm on the comp lar kan. Thank god I didn't pay to watch this. Watch if you have nothing else better to do. Like when you've cleaned all the toilets at home with a micro mini toothbrush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Big Mamma's House II&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The police officer yang selalu undercover now has a deskjob, like damn lame ass work lar, so tarak shiok... then he hears about some operasi going on, then he also gatal. Go dig out his old Big Mamma costume and konon go undercover as the maid.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember the black guy's name, but the show is funny. Damn amazing lar, wear like damn kau thick suit some more can dance wan. Pwned those white moms. I liked this show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Keeping Mum&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The vicar too busy with work, the wife sien with him so have affair, the daughter sex addict, the son always kena buli. Then one day the house keeper came, but she's also the wife's ma... watch what she does&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rowan Atkinson. Mr Bean's damn keng when he does dialogue. Facial expression damn *duh*, omg have to watch he's so farnee... ooh, and the granny damn ganas . This one we watched cos I saw the previous 2 shows adi, but it was worth the ticket price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Actorlympics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;This is not a movie. It's live at The Actor's Studio, BSC. Think Malaysian version of "Who's Line Is It Anyways?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was there on Wednesday. Comedy kenot get funnier than live acts lar. The show was good. Go support Malaysian theater and buy tickets to the show if you still can. It'l be on until Sunday if I'm not mistaken. If dapat ticket, lucky you. Kalau tak dapat, who ask you never go buy early early? :P Given a choice, I'd go watch all 5 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pink Panther&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nothing much to do with the PINK PANTHER, you know the pink karer kool kat. the pink panther is actually a pale pink diamond in this show but they pakai the PINK PANTHER themetune.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve Martin. Awesome "French" accent. I just left the cinema about 2 hours ago. This show is new, I won't spoil it for you... but go and watch, the best of the movies so far. Indescribable. Seriously, GO AND WATCH. Bound to have you in stitches... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm inspired to change my ringtone. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-114071785482510356?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/114071785482510356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/114071785482510356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2006/02/jangan-ketawa.html' title='Jangan Ketawa'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-114061022857112326</id><published>2006-02-22T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T01:58:00.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm BACK... no, seriously... honest!</title><content type='html'>Heya peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The CHiQ is Back... [again] *rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.. I know the apples are rotting cos it's been there for so long... I apologize for not updating but there's been so much going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie let's do a quick update:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alkie Anon Fiesta&lt;br /&gt;... *hic* It was nice catching up with the gang again. 7 peepz, 5 drivers, so only 2 left to do much drinking. Sifu bought our bottle. I wasn't a driver, it was a good night out. :D *hic*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas&lt;br /&gt;We decorated the shop. There was some competition so see which outlet had the best deco and we WON!!! w00t!11 &lt;br /&gt;I was working on Christmas day though. Boss was so nice to let me come in late cos I had to go for Christmas service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday&lt;br /&gt;I spent my bday with YP! [I lubz this meimei, we're tight but not like, uhm... THAT :P] Went for Actorlympics @TAS on my bday. It was so freaking hilarious, all I remember was Hitler in a bikini in hell :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching 2nd round of Actorlympics tonight. Must go see the Sumun guy. He's darn drama you know. Very entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese New Year&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, and we had some nice customers in for CNY. One of my regulars gave me 2 RM20 angpows... and results are not out yet but I think we totally deserve the outlet deco contest award again! :P We had a lionhead and pussy willows... we made the shop look like a sepia snapshot. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Phone&lt;br /&gt;I got myself a treat 2 weeks back and bought the RazrV3i. OMG peeps this phone is the coolest ever... It so rawkz with iTunes. I opened the box to see what goodies it came with and my friend said. Aiyer... the Phone Tools only for Windows... So I plugged the phone in to my Mac and tada! It works without needing no installation or anything. We dun need no stinkin' CD y'all!!! w00t! Go Mac! and it works just like an iPod does, with the phone acting like an external storage device. installing new games/themes, or filling it with goodies was just like snapping muh fingerz. If I'm out and I need to transfer something over, the bluetooth feature gives me full access to the folders in my phone. Not that it's hard to find a cable almost anywhere, all I need is a standard mini USB to USB cable. The connections are sweet, charge via USB power adapter, and audio out via USB stereo headset. The sound quality of the headset is amazing... digital to digital output... like the Harman Kardon Soundsticks. Okie, enough adi... anymore and I'm gonna start charging Motorola for adv fees.&lt;br /&gt;But I gotta sat it one more time... the MotoRazrV3i r0xx0rz!!!111&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet Ups.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I've also met up with Dee from Profound Sentiments, Edrei from Footsteps in the Mirror, Binks from Oz and I'm supposed to meet up with Mo, my ex guest-blogger tomorrow night... and Dee once again soon. YP was in JB for the longest time and I super missed her. So YAY! welcome back YP from yeepei.com. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I had Edwin from Diva Blogging for lunch with Prasad a.k.a the intern from  The Navel Gazer Monologues the other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I had dinner with Irene from ireneq.com and she bought me this from her KK trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/33/102997579_8fa5281a15_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've decided his name is Crabtong, cos we can't decide if he's a crab or a sotong. nyek.! ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I name-dropping? *shrugs* I dunno... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... And More Things To Do&lt;br /&gt;I've still yet to post up a pic of me in glasses and I've not formatted my lil baby PowerBook yet. Waiting for some smart person to gimme back my 80GB external HD. [Yes, SIfu, I'm talking about you! Where is my HD? *grr...*]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... more updates to come soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stay tuned yah XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-114061022857112326?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/114061022857112326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/114061022857112326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2006/02/im-back-no-seriously-honest.html' title='I&apos;m BACK... no, seriously... honest!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-113458107800873484</id><published>2005-12-15T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T01:24:38.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG Panjang!</title><content type='html'>This is why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4644/492/1600/composition.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The top picture is one I drew with the brush tool in Photoshop. The others are random  effects I got from filters available with Photoshop. Now why didn't they have this when I was in Art class?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, yeah I've been busy and meaning to post but I didn't have time and I've just recently rediscovered the uber funness of Abode Photoshop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What I've been up to:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;u&gt;Put up the Christmas tree.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well actually Kim did it, and the lovely snowflakes too. But I helped. A bit. *grinz* It put me in such a Christmasy mood too. Thx to Kim. Ooh, and I have lovely Christmas  music playing in my little iPod.&lt;br /&gt;I now have:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;B.B. King&lt;/i&gt; A Christmas Celebration of Hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Diana Krall&lt;/i&gt; Christmas Songs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Double Take&lt;/i&gt; One Voice・Six Strings・Twelve Days Of Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ella Fitzgerald&lt;/i&gt; Wishes You A Swinging Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Glenn Miller Orchestra&lt;/i&gt; In The Christmas Mood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nat King Cole&lt;/i&gt; The Christmas Song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Natalie Cole&lt;/i&gt; The Magic Of Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Steve Tyrell&lt;/i&gt; This Time Of The Year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Various Artist&lt;/i&gt; Jazzy Christmas with Telarc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Various Artis&lt;/i&gt; R&amp;B Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;u&gt;Went for Double Take's concert @ Stadium Negara&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. Pls go out and buy their albums. Mia's voice is super delicious and Roger's guitar playing... like. O.M.G! damn cun!!!&lt;br /&gt;Pls go listen lar, once also enough adi, sure jatuh cinta all wan. Just go get the album, worth every sen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;u&gt;Watched Julius Caesar at KLPAC&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhm. Nice stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;u&gt;Sudah jadi 4 mata creature&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes have been hurting. Checked at the optician, all say no problem, perfect vision. Saw an optometrist, turns out I have astigmatism. Shiok, now wear geeky plastic frame glasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;More stuff to do:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;u&gt;Take pics of me in glasses/just the glasses.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... Yay! Camwhore--&gt;me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;u&gt;Alcoholics Anonymous Fiesta.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The member member all still belum settle on date. Such a long time since the last meet. Oh btw, this is not the AA where you try to stop drinking. This is a "let's all go become alcoholics" session. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;u&gt;Finish composing my "All I Want For Christmas" post.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yalar... I'm taking a damn long time, but I can't help it leh. Everytime I try to write that list, I end up daydreaming and getting excited over all the fantabulous kitchy cutey gadgety whatever stuff I happen to be looking at. Sish. Not like Santa's dying to read my list anyways kan. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;u&gt;Watch Actorlympics at TAS, BSC to see my most favvy thespian.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edwin Sumun ler. Planning to kidnap YP and Pwasad along. Must must must see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;u&gt;Watch Cinderella at KLPAC.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to bring Mami and Carol along to watch Cinderella. Sounds interesting from the write up. Trying to get more theater kaki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;u&gt;Toy with new OS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back up, format my PowerBook. Partition. Restore Mac OSX Tiger and files. Install Linux in 2nd partition. KihKihKih. New Toy! OpenSuSE or Ubuntu? Hmm... Everyone's rallying for Ubuntu... and the Linux virgin picks.... dunno yet la. Tell you later k? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much to do. So little time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bday's coming up, so I'm entitled to a bday wish at least kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God... all I want from you is a few more hours in a day. kthxbais. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-113458107800873484?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/113458107800873484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/113458107800873484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/12/omg-panjang.html' title='OMG Panjang!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-113407692124830448</id><published>2005-12-09T05:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T05:22:01.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tak Leh Tidur</title><content type='html'>I kenot SLEEP!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ArrGGghhHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Body's dead DEAD but brain refuses to shut down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-113407692124830448?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/113407692124830448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/113407692124830448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/12/tak-leh-tidur.html' title='Tak Leh Tidur'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-113405881294302734</id><published>2005-12-09T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T00:20:12.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Night After The Rain</title><content type='html'>The night after dodging the rain at our fav mamak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;o.m.g.so.wet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4644/492/400/dream.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o.m.g.so.deserted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4644/492/400/light.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o.m.g.scary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4644/492/400/tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah o.m.g.i.have.no.words.today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mami made spaghetti today and I had a damn good meal. Since kakak is not here, I washed the pots and pans and stored away the food, then cleaned the dining area, the stove, and the washing area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yawn* I feel broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hands up to my elbows are itching like mad. I think maybe reaction to the washing detergent. I think maybe not having dinner is easier. I think maybe next time I'll do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I am put in charge of stoking the fridge, it will be filled with rose syrup, eggs, milk, water, yogurt, fruits, and veg (only brinjals, onions, tomatoes). Maybe some ham, maybe some salmon or cod (highly unlikely but still maybe). It will definitely be filled with &lt;i&gt;Thing You Do Not Cook. Best Eaten Cold.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired. Night All.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-113405881294302734?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/113405881294302734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/113405881294302734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/12/night-after-rain.html' title='Night After The Rain'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-113378418721997892</id><published>2005-12-05T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T20:19:11.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Say Aaahhh...</title><content type='html'>AaaHHHmmm...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe... I was tagged by &lt;a href="http://profoundsentiments.net/2005/12/05/food-meme" target="_blank"&gt;Dee&lt;/a&gt; to do a childhood food memories meme. Being raised in a typical Malaysian household, there's hardly any memories that don't involve food. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see, as I was growing up, I was fed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Quaker's Oats.&lt;br /&gt;Mum used to make them for breakfast, and got us to eat it by mixing in a tablespoon of Milo powder and condensed milk. I think this started of my love for mushy food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Scott’s Emulsion Cod Liver Oil.&lt;br /&gt;Yummy! [yeah Dee, I know you tak suke :P] I love cod liver oil, and I'm not talking about the orange flavored one. It's so good I'd opt for the liquid one instead of the oil capsules. Mami tried Haliborange on me once too, but I totally hated it. what's with all this yucky orange stuff?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Bovril/Marmite.&lt;br /&gt;I loved them both. Mixed with hot water and voila! you have soup. mix a teaspoon in to plain porridge or have it with bread... and my current fav Marmite &lt;i&gt;sotong&lt;/i&gt; or crabs... iDrool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Glucolin. Rose Hip Syrup.&lt;br /&gt;A spoon full of sugar helps the medicine go down. Mami or kakak will make Glucolin for me to take to school everyday. When other kids got Ribena, I always had Glucolin. Part of the weekly supermarket routine involved me picking out the Glucolin flavor I wanted that week. Sometimes instead of Glucolin, Mami would buy rose hip syrup. As I remember, I got sick more than the other kids, my aunt, who looked after me, would mix my medication [all syrups] in to a milk bottle and give it to me with a bit of sweet stuff. Needless to say, it worked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Daddy's catch of the day.&lt;br /&gt;There was a period of time when Daddy was in his hunting phase and he'd go deep sea hunting, and deer hunting and whatnot. So as a kid I also had all kinds of weird fishes, lobster, &lt;i&gt;musang&lt;/i&gt;/wild cat, wild boar, jungle fowl and deer. I don't remember what's the name of this particular fish, but it was very tasty. We used to call it the parrot fish because of the many colors of its skin. Bear in mind I was very very young when my daddy used to hunt. It was fun when he brought home &lt;i&gt;musang&lt;/i&gt;, semi alive and very very active still. My siblings and I used would always be tempted to prod the poor creature just to watch it snarl and hiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's well, part of my childhood food memories for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the instructions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List down the last 5 (including yourself) who have been tagged:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://chiqspace.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;CHiQ&lt;/a&gt; [me! me! me!]&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://www.kamigoroshi.net" target="_blank"&gt;Nick&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://thereflector.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;Edrei&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://tigerjoe.blogspot.com"&gt;Tigerjoe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and then followed by those who are GOING to be tagged (at least 3, or more):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://www.yeepei.com" target="_blank"&gt;YP&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://jeyadev.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;J&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://www.ireneq.com" target="_blank"&gt;IreneQ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://mydobbs.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;Dobbs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;a href="http://onthebeat.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;Beat&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz I sayang you all ma, now fast fast go do.. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-113378418721997892?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/113378418721997892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/113378418721997892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/12/say-aaahhh.html' title='Say Aaahhh...'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-113359835766780817</id><published>2005-12-03T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T16:48:09.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lubz Lotz</title><content type='html'>There's this cute little munki who tells me some people are not happy with my guestblogger's posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to clarify, I'm actually very happy with my guestbloggers, I like the fact that I'm not the only voice in CHiQspace, I like the variety they bring in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you really have something to say, shoot me a mail at &lt;br /&gt;chiqspace [at] gmail [dot] com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or better yet start your own blog :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-113359835766780817?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/113359835766780817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/113359835766780817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/12/lubz-lotz.html' title='Lubz Lotz'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-113353938305430731</id><published>2005-12-02T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T12:42:53.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Again</title><content type='html'>It's &lt;a href="http://www.yeepei.com" target="_blank"&gt;me&lt;/a&gt; again. The CHiQBook is still with me and the CHiQ asked me to "blog for her" and here I am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't guestblog very often, so I don't know what to say on others' blog. But since this is CHiQ's blog, I'll write (type?) about something we discussed in the car earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHiQ: (referring to parents' nagging) I'm going to go "yes", "I know", "orh", "I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yup, that works. Try this out. Go "Uh", "Mm", "Er" and "Orh", alternate among the four, follow a pattern. Heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHiQ: Of I keep silent. Any extra word will just mean more nagging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Haha. Ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heehee, we're good kids, actually. But every good kid need to know how to deal with parents' nagging. The "uh mm er orh" thing works a whole lot better than attempting to explain yourself (parents call that "answering back") :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh ya, if anyone feels that I'm blogging rubbish and should "blog properly", I have 3 things to tell you.&lt;br /&gt;1. Who is forcing you to read??? If you're a fan of chiqspace and is expecting a certain type of post on this blog, then you gotta wait till CHiQ is back. For now, don't read ler.&lt;br /&gt;2. When did anyone appoint blog police ah??&lt;br /&gt;3. Heh. Someone once said that you know you're really famous when there are hate msgs about your blog. So yeah, thanks dude!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-113353938305430731?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/113353938305430731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/113353938305430731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/12/again.html' title='Again'/><author><name>YeePei</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-113345168331359070</id><published>2005-12-01T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T00:11:55.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diva Blogging</title><content type='html'>This post is on behalf of CHiQ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called the CHiQ 'cos I don't know what to say and she says... &lt;br /&gt;"Edwin Sumun has started blogging. His blog is at where-where-where"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, my turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, &lt;a href="http://thedivaseries.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;Edwin Sumun&lt;/a&gt; started blogging. You know, the local actor/producer... (If you don't know, it's time to knock yourself very hard on the head then go google) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From his blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Someone once mentioned that they wanted to get a feel of my madness. This was after a play I directed. The actors also said they felt something insane in my thoughts. I think not though. However, I'd like to share this 'madness' Enjoy!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think &lt;a href="http://thedivaseries.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;the blog&lt;/a&gt;'s pretty good, definitly worth a read. (No, I'm not saying this just because he's a celebrity, or because he gave CHiQ tix to a concert and she brought me along. Heh.) It &lt;b&gt;is&lt;/b&gt; really a good read. Now, quick, head on &lt;a href="http://thedivaseries.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;over&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Note to CHiQ: You tell me to blog, but you forgot to give me his url. Haiyoh.. *shake head* Luckily I found it on &lt;a href="http://porkaphobic.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;Prasad&lt;/a&gt;'s blog.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-113345168331359070?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/113345168331359070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/113345168331359070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/12/diva-blogging.html' title='Diva Blogging'/><author><name>YeePei</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-113344980599957387</id><published>2005-12-01T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T23:10:06.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HiHo</title><content type='html'>*wave*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hihi... It's &lt;a href="http://www.yeepei.com" target="_blank"&gt;me&lt;/a&gt;. CHiQ's self-invited guestblogger. She won't be introducing me because I &lt;a href="http://www.yeepei.com/?p=328" target="_blank"&gt;kidnapped&lt;/a&gt;her powerbook, so the CHiQ is computer-less while she's not working. No, we do not count the windows machine she has at home because the CHiQ is actually a McChikin, we do not count the flowerpower she has sitting in her room because that's her pseudo-TV and is not online. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a self-invited guestblogger with a purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. CHiQ promised a friend a post.&lt;br /&gt;2. CHiQ is computerless.&lt;br /&gt;3. CHiQ asked me to blog on her behalf. &lt;i&gt;And since she's so nice as to lend me her PB...&lt;/i&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;4. CHiQ got me to log into her account, send an invite to myself, log out of her account, accept the invite, log in to my account... &lt;i&gt;yeah, long process&lt;/i&gt; and here we are!&lt;br /&gt;5. Why didn't I just post from CHiQ's account? She said "Err hheeerrr... you dun wanna guestblog at CHiQspace... hhheerrr..." &lt;i&gt;Er, ya.. *shrug*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully this will not be a one-time thing. I kind of like this &lt;a href="http://www.yeepei.com"target="_blank"&gt;linking to myself&lt;/a&gt; thing, blog whore!!! Whee!!! Here's &lt;a href="http://www.yeepei.com" target="_blank"&gt;another&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Now... How do I ping PPS? I've been on a non-blogger system for too long. *Runs off to search for webpinger.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-113344980599957387?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/113344980599957387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/113344980599957387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/12/hiho.html' title='HiHo'/><author><name>YeePei</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-113336902965078806</id><published>2005-12-01T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T00:43:49.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jom Makan</title><content type='html'>This post is dedicated to all my kekawanz who are still overseas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know how much you all miss the mamak back home, so this post is for you :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4644/492/400/roti.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roti telur in dhal &amp; sambal ikan bilis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4644/492/400/egg.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telur mata kerbau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4644/492/400/ayam.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayam goreng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eaten fresh piping hot on a cold rainy day... ahhhHHH!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-113336902965078806?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/113336902965078806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/113336902965078806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/12/jom-makan.html' title='Jom Makan'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-113328201584014974</id><published>2005-11-30T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T00:39:59.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From The Top</title><content type='html'>I was at YP's today and I went up to the 19th floor with Piggy, who also lives in the same building (dammit, I wanna move there too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4644/492/320/IMG_1457.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I climbed out to the ledge, 20 stories up cos I figured the view from there had to be some good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4644/492/320/IMG_1460.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't dissapointed. I think I might just come up here more often, sit on a ledge 20 stories high and just have some quiet time to unwind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4644/492/320/IMG_1465.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-113328201584014974?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/113328201584014974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/113328201584014974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/11/from-top.html' title='From The Top'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-113319712536486558</id><published>2005-11-29T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T01:09:07.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gauze, Exorcism, Earrings &amp; PlayDoh</title><content type='html'>I had a good day today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally met &lt;a href="www.kamigoroshi.net" target="blank"&gt;Edrei&lt;/a&gt;, who brought me bandages from Oz. Weird you'd think but what's weirder still, did you know they took gauze bandages of the shelves of the pharmacies? I mean, wtf... how are gauze bandages replaceable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/30/67956521_1c4c339f59_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went for lunch, saw Exorcism of Emily Rose, not bad kinda show plus the person sitting next to me was sweet. Oh, the BM name for the show was &lt;i&gt;Menghalau Hantu Emily Rose&lt;/i&gt;, we almost died laughing... who are these ppl doing the subbing? They need language lessons. There was a part in the prison which went "Yo bitch" and the subtitle for that was "yo sayang"... wow, I gotta say I love that term of endearment but I don't think that's quite right... hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I shopped for earrings again! Today I bought 9 pairs, yes ladies and gentlemen, NINE pairs... they were so pretty and cheap too :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/29/67956518_73aafe6c6d_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/31/67956519_21bfc4a034_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/29/67956520_b7ad420809_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got PlayDoh, good for messing around with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/25/67956517_3ad4943633_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cute boh...? ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, Ed's amazing with the Rubiks Cube... scary amazing...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-113319712536486558?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/113319712536486558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/113319712536486558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/11/gauze-exorcism-earrings-playdoh.html' title='Gauze, Exorcism, Earrings &amp; PlayDoh'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-113311322762844856</id><published>2005-11-28T01:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T01:48:16.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess who's back?</title><content type='html'>Back again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess who's back?&lt;br /&gt;Guess who's back?&lt;br /&gt;Guess who's back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nanana... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the long hiatus, the CHiQ is back...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A million thanks to your support, the occasional "aiyah blog lar" "why you don't blog?" "how are you? why don't you write anymore?"... did bring me back, I love you guys for being so encouraging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me... I've been sick, busy, rushing rushing rushing... same old same old, 'cept I real really had no time to write anymore... there's been countless times I was tempted to start blogging again... but today I got really inspired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywhos, lots of my fav peeps are back too, Piggy's back from dreary London (with a whole ton of very cool stuff), &lt;a href="http://danyian.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;Yian&lt;/a&gt;'s back from Oz, Binks' back from Oz (he brought cad's mint triple decker; so sweet, him more than the choc), I finally met Mitze who just came back from Oz, meeting &lt;a href="http://www.kamigoroshi.net" target="_blank"&gt;Edrei&lt;/a&gt; for the first time ever today (this is gonna be fun!), and I met WaiSign for the first time yesterday... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what he got me from Oz?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;tada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/28/67518812_7ea95979cc_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was my inspiration to start blogging again. Have you seen a cooler bananabell? Don't let the size of the pic fool you (actual item is less than half the size), I blew it up so you'd be able to see what's etched on the zipper ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This boi has some serious taste when it comes to picking bananabells. I wonder if he's this good at the other trinkets as well... hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, CHiQ is back again... CHiQspace is ALIVE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-113311322762844856?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/113311322762844856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/113311322762844856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/11/guess-whos-back.html' title='Guess who&apos;s back?'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-112676813043451690</id><published>2005-09-15T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T15:08:50.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guest</title><content type='html'>CHiQ is now periodically guestblogging on &lt;a href="http://www.yeepei.com"&gt;YP's Rantings&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-112676813043451690?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/112676813043451690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/112676813043451690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/09/guest.html' title='Guest'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-112494547131571845</id><published>2005-08-25T12:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T12:54:23.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Been Good Fun</title><content type='html'>Hello my dears,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHiQspace has always been my baby, an extension of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A blog, by my definiton, is a place where I can freely express myself. That was what made it fun. But sadly, due to certain circumstances... it's no longer a priviledge I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know backing away is giving up but consider this a silent protest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHiQ will always be CHiQ... and if you know where to look, you'll find me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always blogged anonymously and this move will only complete my alter ego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bid you all a fond farewell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you... on the other side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="-2"&gt;ps. if you want to keep in touch, leave me a mail at chiq [at] chiqspace [dot] com&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-112494547131571845?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/112494547131571845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/112494547131571845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/08/its-been-good-fun.html' title='It&apos;s Been Good Fun'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-112349121243091362</id><published>2005-08-08T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T18:10:58.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Animal Bunch</title><content type='html'>After the recent situation I had, well.. not exactly &lt;i&gt;after&lt;/i&gt; since there's a lot of unresolved issues still..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a BIG thank you to the animal bunch. There are friends, and there are FRIENDS like the animal bunch;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;[THE CONSTANTS]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the munki @ yeepei :&lt;br /&gt;my dear non blood related sister, my ever present companion, my unofficial driver, sender of good things and keeper of my sanity.&lt;br /&gt;I apologize for overfeeding you, pls dun hate me. I'll go run with you if you wanna lose the excess. [see what I do to her? first I make her eat with me, then I make her work out. :P]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the penguin angel @ edrei:&lt;br /&gt;my other side of the coin, it's amazing how we understand each other, the other keeper of my sanity.&lt;br /&gt;stop reading my mind and finishing my sentences okie? [I can't keep my thoughts locked safe from this one...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;[THE BROTHERHOOD]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rueben:&lt;br /&gt;what did you say? a non animal? nah uh, if you see how much he consumes, you'd retract that thought.&lt;br /&gt;the giver of hugs, the best colleague.&lt;br /&gt;thank you for the hugs and your calming presence. [no, no more 2L tub of ice cream pls...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the panther @ j &amp; his sidekick, the jun wei:&lt;br /&gt;the protector, the stronghold...&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for traveling all the way across town, it meant a lot to me. [ya, crimes are only punishable if you get caught and accidents do happen ;)]&lt;br /&gt;Eh JW, easy on the coffin nails kie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all for keeping me calm and sane. In return I pledge my fierce loyalty and maybe a homemade cheesecake once a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos21.flickr.com/32226228_362a101594_o.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos21.flickr.com/32226228_362a101594_o.jpg" width="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our lemon cheesecake a few days ago. What do you guys want next month?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-112349121243091362?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/112349121243091362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/112349121243091362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/08/animal-bunch.html' title='The Animal Bunch'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-112246029809709161</id><published>2005-07-27T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T18:45:15.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Really?!</title><content type='html'>Was surfing and stumbled on an article which almost made me die laughing.&lt;br /&gt;oh ye of little minds...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read thru the "soul saving" list and you'll see what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;font size="-2"&gt;Was Salem Correct?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is Your Child a Goth? Presented by St. Mary's Church&lt;br /&gt;Source: www.stmaryschurch.org&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listed below are some warning signs to indicate if your child may have gone&lt;br /&gt;astray from the Lord. Gothic (or goth) is a very obscure and often dangerous&lt;br /&gt;culture that young teenagers are prone to participating in. The gothic&lt;br /&gt;culture leads young, susceptible minds into an imagined world of evil,&lt;br /&gt;darkness, and violence. Please seek immediate attention through counseling,&lt;br /&gt;prayer, and parental guidance to rid your child of Satan's temptations if&lt;br /&gt;five or more of the following are applicable to your child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Frequently wears black clothing.&lt;br /&gt;-Wears band and/or rock t-shirts.&lt;br /&gt;-Wears excessive black eye makeup,lipstick or nail polish.&lt;br /&gt;-Wears any odd silver jewelry or symbols.&lt;br /&gt;-Shows an interest in piercing or tattoos.&lt;br /&gt;-Listens to gothic or any other anti-social genres of music. (Marilyn Manson claims to be the anti-Christ, and publicly speaks against the Lord. Please discard any such albums IMMEDIATELY.) &lt;br /&gt;-Associates with other people that dress, act or speak eccentrically.&lt;br /&gt;-Shows a declining interest in wholesome activities, such as: the Bible, prayer, church or sports.&lt;br /&gt;-Shows an increasing interest in death, vampires, magic, the occult, witchcraft or anything else that involves Satan.&lt;br /&gt;-Takes drugs.&lt;br /&gt;-Drinks alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;-Is suicidal and/or depressed.&lt;br /&gt;-Cuts, burns or partakes in any other method of self-mutilation.(This is a Satanic ritual that uses pain to detract from the light of God and His love. Please seek immediate attention for this at your local mental health center.) &lt;br /&gt;-Complains of boredom.&lt;br /&gt;-Sleeps too excessively or too little.&lt;br /&gt;-Is excessively awake during the night.&lt;br /&gt;-Demands an unusual amount of privacy.&lt;br /&gt;-Spends large amounts of time alone.&lt;br /&gt;-Requests time alone and quietness. (This is so that your child may speak to evil sprits through meditation.) &lt;br /&gt;-Insists on spending time with friends while unaccompanied by an adult.&lt;br /&gt;-Disregards authority figures; teachers, priests, nuns and elders are but a few examples of this.&lt;br /&gt;-Misbehaves at school.&lt;br /&gt;-Misbehaves at home.&lt;br /&gt;-Eats excessively or too little&lt;br /&gt;-Eats goth-related foods. Count Dracula cereal is an example of this.&lt;br /&gt;-Drinks blood or expresses an interest in drinking blood. (Vampires believe this is how to attain Satan. This act is very dangerous and should be stopped immediately.) -Watches cable television or any other corrupted media sources. (Ask your local church for proper programs that your child may watch.) &lt;br /&gt;-Plays videos games that contains violence or role-playing nature.&lt;br /&gt;-Uses the internet excessively and frequently makes time for the computer.&lt;br /&gt;-Makes Satanic symbols and/or violently shakes head to music.&lt;br /&gt;-Dances to music in a provocative or sexual manner.&lt;br /&gt;-Expresses an interest in sex.&lt;br /&gt;-Masturbates.&lt;br /&gt;-Is homosexual and/or bisexual.&lt;br /&gt;-Pursues dangerous cult religions. Such include: Satanism, Scientology, Philosophy, Paganism, Wicca, Hinduism and Buddhism.&lt;br /&gt;-Wears pins, stickers or anything else that contains these various phrases:&lt;br /&gt;"I'm so gothic, I'm dead", "woe is me", "I'm a goth".&lt;br /&gt;-Claims to be a goth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If five or more of these apply to your child, please intervene immediately.&lt;br /&gt;The gothic culture is dangerous and Satan thrives within it. If any of these&lt;br /&gt;problems persist, enlist your child into your local mental health center.&lt;br /&gt;Posted by &lt;a href="http://www.mk-magazine.com/news/archives/001567.php" target="_blank"&gt;MK Magazine&lt;/a&gt; at January 19, 2005 09:12 AM&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In accordance to the list above, all my friends and 90% of the people I know all need "intervention" urgently...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's a goth, she's a goth, I'm a goth, you're a goth... oh dear we're all goths!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if the nearest health center will have enough staff to help all these poor poor friends of mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*roll eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people just give Christianity a bad name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and since when is being goth a bad thing?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-112246029809709161?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/112246029809709161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/112246029809709161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/07/oh-really.html' title='Oh Really?!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-112209921263908876</id><published>2005-07-23T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T19:57:53.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In A Funk</title><content type='html'>I've given to listening to different versions of &lt;i&gt;Somewhere Over the Rainbow&lt;/i&gt; over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere over the rainbow&lt;br /&gt;Way up high&lt;br /&gt;There’s a land that I heard of&lt;br /&gt;Once in a lullaby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere over the rainbow&lt;br /&gt;Skies are blue&lt;br /&gt;And the dream that you dare to dream&lt;br /&gt;Really does come true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some day I wish upon a star&lt;br /&gt;Wake up where the clouds are far behind me&lt;br /&gt;Where troubles melt like lemon drops&lt;br /&gt;Way up on the chimney tops&lt;br /&gt;That’s where you’ll find me&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Somewhere over the rainbow&lt;br /&gt;Blue birds fly&lt;br /&gt;Birds fly over the rainbow&lt;br /&gt;Why, oh why can’t i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some day I wish upon a star&lt;br /&gt;Wake up where the clouds are far behind me&lt;br /&gt;Where troubles melt like lemon drops&lt;br /&gt;Way upon the chimney tops&lt;br /&gt;That’s where you’ll find me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere over the rainbow&lt;br /&gt;Blue birds fly&lt;br /&gt;Birds fly over the rainbow&lt;br /&gt;Why, oh why can’t i?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-112209921263908876?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/112209921263908876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/112209921263908876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/07/in-funk.html' title='In A Funk'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-112188074077813509</id><published>2005-07-21T04:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T10:37:18.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hulk Solutions Roxx My Soxx!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.paultan.org" target="_blank"&gt;Paul Tan&lt;/a&gt;, of &lt;a href="http://www.hulksolutions.com" target="_blank"&gt;Hulk Solutions&lt;/a&gt; is responsible for chiqspace.com, my new domain name. I'll be getting hosting from Hulk Solutions as well, and I'll set up my WordPress blog. Paul is very helpful, he will be migrating my post from Blogger and setting up my WordPress blog as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and he has also already helped set up my mail at &lt;a href="chiq@chiqspace.com"&gt;chiq@chiqspace.com&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;Isn't he a sweetheart? Sorry babes, last I heard he's taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...all I can say is I LOVE PAUL TAN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo peeps, get in touch with da man himself at &lt;a href="mailto:paul@paultan.org"&gt;paul@paultan.org&lt;/a&gt; or check out their services at this link... &lt;a href="http://www.hulksolutions.com" target="_blank"&gt;Hulk Solutions&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related links:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.buangmasa.net/wp/?p=128" target="_blank"&gt;I Bought My Domain From HulkSolutions.Com&lt;/a&gt; [buangmasa.net]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rojaks.blogspot.com/2005/07/hulk-solution-best-web-hosting-in.html" target="_blank"&gt; Hulk Solution!! The Best Web Hosting In Malaysia !!!&lt;/a&gt; [rojaks.blogspot.com]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chanlilian.net/?p=578" target="_blank"&gt;I buy another domain&lt;/a&gt; [chanlilian.net]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-112188074077813509?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/112188074077813509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/112188074077813509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/07/hulk-solutions-roxx-my-soxx.html' title='Hulk Solutions Roxx My Soxx!!!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-112157143032030712</id><published>2005-07-17T11:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T11:39:22.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ada Apa Dengan Harry</title><content type='html'>What's up with the Harry Potter craze?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit, I went early just to see the response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, there wasn't anyone queuing in Times BSC. &lt;br /&gt;This being the world of "kiddies who want".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... not as hangat already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-112157143032030712?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/112157143032030712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/112157143032030712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/07/ada-apa-dengan-harry.html' title='Ada Apa Dengan Harry'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-112139914029419058</id><published>2005-07-15T11:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T11:45:40.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is A Plea</title><content type='html'>What do you do &lt;br /&gt;when the greatest loves of your live&lt;br /&gt;are at odds with each other?&lt;br /&gt;One being my other half, &lt;br /&gt;the other being my dearest sister.&lt;br /&gt;It's all been said and done, loves. &lt;br /&gt;Please let's make up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-112139914029419058?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/112139914029419058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/112139914029419058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/07/this-is-plea.html' title='This Is A Plea'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-112131235735328961</id><published>2005-07-14T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T11:39:17.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost Back On Track</title><content type='html'>Yay! The CHiQ is back :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, not exactly but I'm trying. It's so tiring to be bouncy and full of energy all the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I as walking to the LRT station this morning, I passed the kindergarten and the kids were practicing for their concert I think. Aqua's Tarzan. the little kids were dancing and singing "Oh Ooo Oh Ooo One Two Three Four" to the chorus. They were the cutest things. Even after the chorus was over and teacher was trying to get them to do the other part of the dance, the kids were still doing their "Oh Ooo Oh Ooo One Two Three Four" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, it's nice to live in front of not one but TWO kindergartens. I used to wake up every morning to very enthusiastic choruses of "Negaraku, tanah tumpahnye darah ku..." absolutely amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only thing is, the parents tend to park their cars in front of your house and the junction where my house and the two kindergartens are tend to get congested.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-112131235735328961?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/112131235735328961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/112131235735328961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/07/almost-back-on-track.html' title='Almost Back On Track'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-112122922852387758</id><published>2005-07-13T12:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T15:40:56.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Depressed</title><content type='html'>There, I admitted. I'm too tired and there's no point hiding it any longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually don't let it affect my posts in CHiQspace, it's done on my other blog but it's bad this time round and I'm posting to say I won't be blogging here for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh a happier note, you can now access CHiQspace at &lt;a href="http://chiqspace.com"&gt;chiqspace.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One less word to type. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise to be a good girl and start posting once I feel even a tiny bit better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. . . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the lovely messages and smses. &lt;br /&gt;I'll be ok.&lt;br /&gt;I apologise for the short curt replies.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just not in the talking mood at the moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-112122922852387758?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/112122922852387758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/112122922852387758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/07/depressed.html' title='Depressed'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-112097348221188922</id><published>2005-07-10T13:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T13:31:22.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Euphoria</title><content type='html'>skype...&lt;br /&gt;10 July 05 04:08am&lt;br /&gt; he said : goodnight. i love you.&lt;br /&gt;she said : say that again.&lt;br /&gt; he said : i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sms...&lt;br /&gt;10 July 05 04:22am&lt;br /&gt; he said : like that also happy ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-112097348221188922?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/112097348221188922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/112097348221188922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/07/euphoria.html' title='Euphoria'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-112071777557815363</id><published>2005-07-07T14:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T14:34:46.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Return of the Worm</title><content type='html'>Our little quartet had dinner/supper together last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yeepei.com" target="_blank"&gt;YP&lt;/a&gt; and I went trying to get the Worm in to &lt;a href="http://jeyadev.blospot.com" target="_blank"&gt;J&lt;/a&gt;'s head and it went like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worms?&lt;br /&gt;I hate worms&lt;br /&gt;They drive me crazy&lt;br /&gt;Crazy?&lt;br /&gt;I was crazy once&lt;br /&gt;They sent me to a home&lt;br /&gt;And in the home I died&lt;br /&gt;The worms came and ate me...&lt;br /&gt;Worms? I hate worms They drive me crazy Crazy? I was crazy once They&lt;br /&gt;sent me to a home And in the home I died The worms came and ate me...Worms?IhatewormsTheydrivemecrazyCrazy?IwascrazyonceTheysentmeto&lt;br /&gt;ahomeAndinthehomeIdiedThewormscameandateme...wormsthatewormsthey&lt;br /&gt;drivemecrazycrazyiwascrazyoncetheysentmetoahomeandinthehomeidiedthe&lt;br /&gt;wormscameandateme... . . .  .  .  .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe... must be repeated over and over in a slow sing song voice for effectiveness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-112071777557815363?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/112071777557815363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/112071777557815363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/07/return-of-worm.html' title='Return of the Worm'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-112046194420956238</id><published>2005-07-04T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T07:56:18.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slimming Centre</title><content type='html'>It was just another lazy Sunday morning, or so I thought...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had no plans and Mei wasn't back in KL. Maybe I'll just laze in bed today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, Mami has to say, "I'm off to MVM, you wanna come along?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like oh sure why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and off we went&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG you wouldn't believe this I was taken to S-, some slimming centre, and she went, go on give it a try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*blink* *blink* &lt;--- me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was whisked by J, "my consultant", who's a skinny boobless girl [ps. all the girls here are boobless and skinny], to this room where she made me strip in front of a huge mirror... to check my fats, uggh... fine whatever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she promptly told me how fat I am and why I so need to sign up for X number of sessions because it was a great deal and it's a one time offer and all that BS lar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told her, the only reason why I'm here is because my mum dragged me here, and no, I'm not interested. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they got me to give it a try, some dunno first time whatever thingy... okie, this is where it gets interesting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, they made me strip and change in to a towel and robe for sauna [or what they considered a sauna, some little cubicle thingy... bad bad bad, have these ppl never been to a sauna?] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she came in 20 minutes to gimme a full body scrub. So, whisked off to the shower cubicle [they like cubicles here, like school toilets, kinda small and no door, so if it's for privacy, I really don't see the point] where she rubbed sea salt all over my body [a job that lets you hands on god knows how many naked bodies in a day... hmm...] and took me back to the sauna cubicle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that it was a shower and a "fresh" robe, towel and disposable undies [btw, all the clothes there have this weird smell, yucky]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was led back to the room where I changed from my own clothes, told to take off the towel and robe so she could measure me. When she was done, she rubbed some lotion thing on my body and told me to lie down on the bed and she strapped some slimming machine thing on me. The lotion thing gets warm and burns [fat, supposedly] and the machine's pads on my stomach was irritating my navel piercing... it was a really weird feeling. Other than that, this is probably the most comfortable part of the whole session. I fell asleep. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness it was over after that. She took my measurements again and told me to get dressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then all I had to do was to wait for them to finish with my mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god for iPods, or the whole experience would have been really unbearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine, this other "consultant" M, told my mum and I, "I think I need to lose weight as well" and I was thinking "wtf?!" If she lost anymore weight, she'll be a walking skeleton. I told Mami later on... "some ppl have some serious body image issues"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* what a waste of a sunday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-112046194420956238?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/112046194420956238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/112046194420956238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/07/slimming-centre.html' title='Slimming Centre'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-112028952076864599</id><published>2005-07-02T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T16:50:44.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Royal iPod</title><content type='html'>Queen Elizabeth II bought a 6gb silver iPod mini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, if it's good enough for the Queen... *shrug*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The news have sparked off some questions along the lines of &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;'What does HM listen to?'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow the thread on the AppleTalk Australia Forums here: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://forums.appletalk.com.au/index.php?showtopic=9241" target="_blank"&gt;The Queen Buys An iPod&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Original news article here: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smh.com.au/news/Technology/Queen-buys-iPod-report/2005/06/17/1118869071721.html?oneclick=true" target="_blank"&gt;Queen Buys iPod&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Britain's Queen Elizabeth II has dipped into the royal purse to snap up an iPod, a report said today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Britain's biggest-selling daily The Sun said the 79-year-old sovereign had bought a six-gigabyte silver model for £169 ($400.05).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pocket-sized digital music players can hold up to 10,000 downloaded songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queen Elizabeth's second son Prince Andrew, fourth in line to the throne, was reported to be behind the move, having bought his mother a mobile phone and taught her how to use it in 2001.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Queen loves music and was impressed by how small and handy the iPod is," a royal insider told The Sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Obviously it is quite complicated to download songs, but I'm sure one of the courtiers will do it for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Prince Andrew will probably also help out because he's a real dab hand with gadgets."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The newspaper suggested Abba's Dancing Queen and Everybody Wants to Rule the World by Tears for Fears might be on the royal iPod.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apple iPod silouette ad spoofs taken from AppleTalk Australia Forums&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos18.flickr.com/22987364_9e7fc627b9_o.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos18.flickr.com/22987364_9e7fc627b9_o.jpg" height="300"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos19.flickr.com/22987363_1c6567019a_o.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos19.flickr.com/22987363_1c6567019a_o.gif" height="300"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos19.flickr.com/22987362_0b3d4e84e7_o.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos19.flickr.com/22987362_0b3d4e84e7_o.jpg" height="300"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the info, &lt;a href="http://spaces.waisign.com" target="_blank"&gt;WaiSign&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;:UPDATE:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more links to the story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/8255511" target="_blank"&gt;Apple’s iPod player gets a Royal nod&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theinquirer.net/?article=24011" target="_blank"&gt;Queen buys Apple&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://apple.slashdot.org/article.pl?sid=05/06/17/225201&amp;from=rss" target="_blank"&gt;iPod Gets The Royal Nod&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.royalarchive.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;task=view&amp;id=867&amp;Itemid=2" target="_blank"&gt;My Husband and iPod&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-112028952076864599?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/112028952076864599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/112028952076864599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/07/royal-ipod.html' title='The Royal iPod'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-112027761499009636</id><published>2005-07-02T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T12:13:35.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner At Maju</title><content type='html'>hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you want dinner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where to eat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[think, think, think, discuss, discuss, think summo, decide...]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i come now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll come down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*big wide grinz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos19.flickr.com/22960983_8ae83a6274_b.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos19.flickr.com/22960983_8ae83a6274_b.jpg" width="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teh susu lembu&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;i&gt;local tea with cow's milk&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos18.flickr.com/22960984_c69b0d2128_b.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos18.flickr.com/22960984_c69b0d2128_b.jpg" width="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maju special&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos19.flickr.com/22960985_a024510df3_b.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos19.flickr.com/22960985_a024510df3_b.jpg" width="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mushroom chicken&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-112027761499009636?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/112027761499009636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/112027761499009636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/07/dinner-at-maju.html' title='Dinner At Maju'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-112019700872405923</id><published>2005-07-01T12:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T13:50:08.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chocolate and Strawberries</title><content type='html'>He came over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sat outside, in the garden, sharing chocolate covered strawberries in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos16.flickr.com/22755741_717568bca1_b.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos16.flickr.com/22755741_717568bca1_b.jpg" width="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos17.flickr.com/22755743_68c299c4f4_b.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos17.flickr.com/22755743_68c299c4f4_b.jpg" width="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos19.flickr.com/22755742_b52feaeabc_b.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos19.flickr.com/22755742_b52feaeabc_b.jpg" width="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost some of my pictures, will post up more delicious chocolate covered strawberries later when we have them again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-112019700872405923?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/112019700872405923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/112019700872405923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/07/chocolate-and-strawberries.html' title='Chocolate and Strawberries'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-111997014227024831</id><published>2005-06-28T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T09:44:10.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>iBlog iPod</title><content type='html'>For those who just recently purchased an iPod Photo, it would be a good idea to hit your head against the wall right before scrolling any further and for the rest, Apple has just released U2 iPod Colour and iPod Colour 20gb which is basically iPod photo but in a smaller size. The price remains the same but the 30gb is no longer available neither is the iPods. Good time for those with iPod's to sell them as collectors item.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos15.flickr.com/22266731_6cfa8cf64b_o.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos15.flickr.com/22266731_6cfa8cf64b_o.jpg" width="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/ipod/color/" target="_blank"&gt;iPod Colour&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-111997014227024831?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111997014227024831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111997014227024831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/06/iblog-ipod.html' title='iBlog iPod'/><author><name>Mo</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-111984280185200564</id><published>2005-06-27T11:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T11:35:53.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes</title><content type='html'>Funny how small little changes happen, sometimes so minute and undetectable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I blink and realize I'm seeing things differently, it suddenly hits me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something changed last night, I can't put my finger on it but it had gradually changed without me knowing because it suddenly hit me last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*amazing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, you know who you are, let me know if you noticed it too...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-111984280185200564?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111984280185200564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111984280185200564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/06/changes.html' title='Changes'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-111977279624984806</id><published>2005-06-26T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T16:01:18.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i t i s f o u r</title><content type='html'>w  h  y   .   d  o   .   t  h  e   .   h  o  u  r  s   .   s  e  e  m   .   s  o   .   l  o  n  g   ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-111977279624984806?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111977279624984806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111977279624984806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-t-i-s-f-o-u-r.html' title='i t i s f o u r'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-111975812762794684</id><published>2005-06-26T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T11:55:27.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malaysian Idol 2</title><content type='html'>Yeah I'm a fan, just watched the latest round of eliminations where the contestants were paired to sing duets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad to see the amount of talent this time round...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pair that did Fire really deserved a special mention, their performance was AMAZING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The coming episodes look mighty promising. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHiQ's gonna stay tuned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-111975812762794684?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111975812762794684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111975812762794684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/06/malaysian-idol-2.html' title='Malaysian Idol 2'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-111964728073459143</id><published>2005-06-25T05:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T05:08:00.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best A Girl Could Wish For</title><content type='html'>So everyone knows about the PPS Bash already, I think I'm one of the last bloggers to post about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, it was great, got to meet lots of other bloggers. I apologize if I can't remember your names but I wasn't feeling well that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was having a slight fever during the day but begged &lt;a href="www.yeepei.com" target="_blank"&gt;YP&lt;/a&gt; [who was trying her best to stop me from going, God bless her] to let me attend the bash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for the bash and had a great time. Ppl, please leave your url in the comments area, I'd love to read your blogs but I can't remember your urls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made sure I stayed for the awards but I was feeling worse by the minute. As soon as the last award was presented, I left the room. My head was spinning and I was feeling dizzy already. &lt;a href="www.paultan.org" target="_blank"&gt;Paul&lt;/a&gt; helped me to the car and went to get &lt;a href="www.yeepei.com" target="_blank"&gt;YP&lt;/a&gt;. She came back to the car to find me nursing a nosebleed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They sent me home, had a cup of tea before I was packed off to bed. Couldn't sleep very well, was struggling with a fever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, I got out of bed woozy, took a shower and changed for work. Went down for a cup of tea. My maid told me that I looked horridly &lt;i&gt;pucat&lt;/i&gt; [pale] and so, I asked her to check my temperature. She said &lt;i&gt;cheche sangat panas&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called &lt;a href="www.yeepei.com" target="_blank"&gt;YP&lt;/a&gt; and asked if she'll take me to the doctor's. She told me she'll come after class. So I slept, or tried to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to doctor's with fever, headache, nausea, nosebleed, muscle &amp; joint pain. Doc's advice was if fever does not subside in 2 days or if I get a rash, I am to report to the doctor's again. Then to the shop to hand over the keys and MC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fever was going on and off throughout the day, like as if someone flipped a switch on me. &lt;a href="www.yeepei.com" target="_blank"&gt;YP&lt;/a&gt; took me for porridge and got me to take my medicine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After she dropped me home, I msged Him. He called and I went to sleep after. Woke up at about 8, took some juice and medicine. Called Him, He said He'll come over later. Called &lt;a href="www.yeepei.com" target="_blank"&gt;YP&lt;/a&gt; to let her know I'm ok to find out that she and Kor went out with Henny, wasn't quite happy, then I was told "you sound like you're half dead lar" [oh yeah horr...] Got tired and went back to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at about 11 something and called Him. He came over. I made tea. I couldn't finish my tea. Got tired, was feeling nauseous and my head was spinning again. So upstairs we went, I tried to sleep with him accompanying me. By the time He left about 4am, I was feeling much better already. Must be all the attention and TLC. If You get sick, I'm totally to blame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, I'm okay for the time being, only a little nausea and muscle pain to deal with but yeah I've got the best a girl could wish for, not one but two ppl who care lots. I love you ppl. *hugs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-111964728073459143?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111964728073459143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111964728073459143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/06/best-girl-could-wish-for.html' title='The Best A Girl Could Wish For'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-111943477021469812</id><published>2005-06-22T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T18:06:10.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>meh.</title><content type='html'>I have this song on repeat, currently feeling a little melancholic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGEL &lt;br /&gt;by Sarah McLachlan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Spend all your time waiting&lt;br /&gt;For that second chance&lt;br /&gt;For a break that would make it okay&lt;br /&gt;There’s always one reason&lt;br /&gt;To feel not good enough&lt;br /&gt;And it’s hard at the end of the day&lt;br /&gt;I need some distraction&lt;br /&gt;Oh beautiful release&lt;br /&gt;Memory seeps from my veins&lt;br /&gt;Let me be empty&lt;br /&gt;And weightless and maybe&lt;br /&gt;I’ll find some peace tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the arms of an angel&lt;br /&gt;Fly away from here&lt;br /&gt;From this dark cold hotel room&lt;br /&gt;And the endlessness that you fear&lt;br /&gt;You are pulled from the wreckage&lt;br /&gt;Of your silent reverie&lt;br /&gt;You’re in the arms of the angel&lt;br /&gt;May you find some comfort there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tired of the straight line&lt;br /&gt;And everywhere you turn&lt;br /&gt;There’s vultures and thieves at your back&lt;br /&gt;And the storm keeps on twisting&lt;br /&gt;You keep on building the lie&lt;br /&gt;That you make up for all that you lack&lt;br /&gt;It don’t make no difference&lt;br /&gt;Escaping one last time&lt;br /&gt;It’s easier to believe in this sweet madness oh&lt;br /&gt;This glorious sadness that brings me to my knees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the arms of an angel&lt;br /&gt;Fly away from here&lt;br /&gt;From this dark cold hotel room&lt;br /&gt;And the endlessness that you fear&lt;br /&gt;You are pulled from the wreckage&lt;br /&gt;Of your silent reverie&lt;br /&gt;You’re in the arms of the angel&lt;br /&gt;May you find some comfort there&lt;br /&gt;You’re in the arms of the angel&lt;br /&gt;May you find some comfort here&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-111943477021469812?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111943477021469812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111943477021469812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/06/meh.html' title='meh.'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-111941135332152058</id><published>2005-06-22T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T11:35:53.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Feel Good!</title><content type='html'>I'm in a euphoric state of mind. Sarah just made the sweetest post on her blog, He's being ever the sweetest and YP &amp; I are going to shop and watch Mr &amp; Mrs Smith tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from &lt;a href="http://the-penguin-experience.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;The Penguin Experience&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Minishorts is one of the best bloggers I have seen. Since ever. Actually, I'm going to just randomly select some bloggers, and rate them on a scale of one to five. Ahem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minishorts: 5&lt;br /&gt;Chiqspace: 5&lt;br /&gt;Liquidcucumber: A million!! Kukuku.... No, I suck in reality lah. 3 and a quarter&lt;br /&gt;Trinkletzz: 5&lt;br /&gt;Minxskyz: 4&lt;br /&gt;Heroin_E: 4&lt;br /&gt;Suanie: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm. That's about it. Sighz, I have such boring posts. I'm never gonna make it like Chiqspace, or Jeff Ooi (even though I don't read his blog). Geh, pessimists, how's that for self-depreciation? Well, I don't quite know if you can call it that. Since I'm always trying out new, big words.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm loving this feeling :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-111941135332152058?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111941135332152058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111941135332152058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-feel-good.html' title='I Feel Good!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-111932365625614702</id><published>2005-06-21T10:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T11:14:16.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's A Wonderful Morning</title><content type='html'>Okie, so I went to bed at 3.30am and had about 5 hours of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the wind was so breezy then and when I woke up, it looked like the perfect weather to accompany the perfect morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So maybe the the breeze had nothing to do with why I feel so good this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if it was storming, I'd still think it'd be the perfect morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*big big grinz*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-111932365625614702?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111932365625614702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111932365625614702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/06/its-wonderful-morning.html' title='It&apos;s A Wonderful Morning'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-111928129082516493</id><published>2005-06-20T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T23:28:10.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kick Back &amp; Relax</title><content type='html'>Drizzling outside, wind blowing in, nice cool breeze...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice music, lovely ambience, a really good place to kick back and relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jeyadev.blogspot.com" blank="_blank"&gt;Jeyadev&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.yeepei.com" blank="_blank"&gt;YP&lt;/a&gt; and I are at the Coffee Hut, I'm not stating where though. I know caring is sharing but I'm not too keen on the place getting too commercialized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come look for me for yum char if you like good coffee, tea or choc and I'll take you there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... okie, gotta get back to my hot choc ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-111928129082516493?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111928129082516493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111928129082516493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/06/kick-back-relax.html' title='Kick Back &amp; Relax'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-111926338416520701</id><published>2005-06-20T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T20:38:24.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is A Rant</title><content type='html'>This is a self indulgent acting like a bloody child kind of post, please skip kalau tak tahan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My darlingest kekawan is upset with me. Yes, I know why but I don't know what to do about it. So I am UPSET!!! It's a horrid loop chain effect.. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My period is causing my hormones to jump all over the place, therefore I'm in very sensitive state of mind now... I PMS arr, can or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. My back and reproductive organs are hurting cos I've irregular periods therefore this is a heavy one, and I don't need anymore grief... thanks but no thanks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but... at least someone's being absolutely lovable *cuddles* and I think I wanna stay here long where all the worries and stress and grief won't get to me, cos I feel so sheltered and protected and safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and I don't care if you all get goosebumps or naik bulu roma reading that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-end of rant mode-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*takes a deep breath*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next post will be much more sane. Promise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-111926338416520701?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111926338416520701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111926338416520701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/06/this-is-rant.html' title='This Is A Rant'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-111924241261450063</id><published>2005-06-20T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T15:44:34.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is An Apology</title><content type='html'>About nine months ago, there was some drama involving me and Jon a.k.a Knight on my blog and his. Friendships were lost, egos hurt, friends left emotionally bruised... to cut the story short it was a bad situation. I admit that I too, played a part in the whole misunderstanding. I didn't know things would get out of hand so quickly and I never thought anyone would feel that way about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it takes me a whole nine months to lay down my pride and apologize, but better late than never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon, I'm sorry we couldn't/can't be more than friends, but keep in heart that I'll always be here when you need me. Certain ties are worth too much to be tossed away just like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologize for leading you on, but it wasn't done intentionally. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologize for running away from the matter and for all the hurt I caused the people involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please understand that things wouldn't have worked out that way between us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just stay friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-111924241261450063?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111924241261450063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111924241261450063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/06/this-is-apology.html' title='This Is An Apology'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-111916625177630901</id><published>2005-06-19T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T15:32:08.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Father's Day</title><content type='html'>I was your little darling&lt;br /&gt;the little girl&lt;br /&gt;that ran to greet you at the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made cards when you were away&lt;br /&gt;on you many many business trips&lt;br /&gt;all around the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kissed you every night&lt;br /&gt;I hugged you every morning&lt;br /&gt;before I left for school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you were my hero&lt;br /&gt;you held my hand&lt;br /&gt;you were my superman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till she came along&lt;br /&gt;and everything was gone&lt;br /&gt;you left me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you promised to love me&lt;br /&gt;you promised to call&lt;br /&gt;but you never did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once in a blue moon&lt;br /&gt;you'd come home&lt;br /&gt;and expect me to throw my arms around you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;expecting everything to be&lt;br /&gt;as it was&lt;br /&gt;but it never is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was it worth it dad?&lt;br /&gt;was she worth leaving me&lt;br /&gt;and all the good times we had?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos someday you'll need me&lt;br /&gt;but I won't be there&lt;br /&gt;just like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you dad&lt;br /&gt;but I hate you too&lt;br /&gt;do you ever miss me dad?&lt;br /&gt;cos I always do&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-111916625177630901?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111916625177630901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111916625177630901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/06/happy-fathers-day.html' title='Happy Father&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-111905356932292381</id><published>2005-06-18T08:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T08:12:49.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*bang*</title><content type='html'>shoot.me.please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i.am.in.pain&lt;br /&gt;in.ways.more.than.one&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-111905356932292381?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111905356932292381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111905356932292381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/06/bang.html' title='*bang*'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-111876389672038496</id><published>2005-06-14T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T23:44:56.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Old Friend</title><content type='html'>lost and confused&lt;br /&gt;feeling somewhat amused&lt;br /&gt;a little frustrated&lt;br /&gt;kinda misguided&lt;br /&gt;insecure&lt;br /&gt;unsure&lt;br /&gt;delighted and pleased&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm definitely getting too old for this&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-111876389672038496?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111876389672038496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111876389672038496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/06/hello-old-friend.html' title='Hello Old Friend'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-111797072529834521</id><published>2005-06-05T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T19:25:25.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Super H41L473d...</title><content type='html'>*SIGH*&lt;br /&gt;Lost wallet with cash, IC, ATM card, and insurance card inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Police report today.&lt;br /&gt;Bank and insurance tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think they might send the cards back to my house?&lt;br /&gt;*fad hopes better than no hope*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-111797072529834521?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111797072529834521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111797072529834521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/06/super-h41l473d.html' title='Super H41L473d...'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-111782806734493278</id><published>2005-06-04T03:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T11:29:04.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Late Friday</title><content type='html'>Just got back from Steven's... [psst... Mei, the mint chutney, cheese naan, sotong and sirap limau ais were superb as usual :P]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.paultan.org" target="_blank"&gt;Paul&lt;/a&gt; and I went to watch House of Wax after I was done with Bangsar [we nearly didn't get to watch because we bought our tickets last minute] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had A&amp;W's for dindins [to which I'll insist that I had waffles with syrup &amp; butter, curly fries and a regular rootbeer] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we were done, we still had about 1.5 hours of time to kill before the movie, so I pulled &lt;a href="http://www.paultan.org" target="_blank"&gt;Paul&lt;/a&gt; out to the "Rainforest" where we could watch cars from the balcony. There I was happily pointing out "ooh, nice car" and he was telling me "that's a [insert proper car name here]"; when we heard a screech of brakes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It happened so fast I looked up at the flyover in time to see a red Satria, crash in to a silver Perdana, crash in to a baby blue Jazz. The Satria coolly drove off, followed by the Jazz, leaving the poor Perdana behind. We stayed a little longer to watch the drama unfold and played the "name the nice car" game. Then roamed around the "Rainforest" a bit more until it was time to go in for the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The House of Wax is gross. I had a near panic attack; the whole heart speeding/trying to breathe/expression of shock on face thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.paultan.org" target="_blank"&gt;Paul&lt;/a&gt;: "Are you ok?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: *shake head* *shake head*&lt;br /&gt;A few moments later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.paultan.org" target="_blank"&gt;Paul&lt;/a&gt;: "Are you ok?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: *nod* *nod*&lt;br /&gt;Ooh but Elisha Cuthbert was cun, and watching Paris Hilton die was worth it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm too tired to write anymore, gotta wake up early later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nite ppl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-111782806734493278?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111782806734493278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111782806734493278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/06/late-late-friday.html' title='Late Late Friday'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-111777333627384944</id><published>2005-06-03T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T14:40:30.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Sigh Of Relief</title><content type='html'>Finally settled down in Bangsar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Th past two days have been very tiring; new place, loads to get used to :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, gotta get back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More post from CHiQ again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, flickr is down again, I'll post a pic of the new store as soon as I get access to my flickr account.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-111777333627384944?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111777333627384944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111777333627384944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/06/sigh-of-relief.html' title='A Sigh Of Relief'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-111751611163232236</id><published>2005-05-31T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T23:27:06.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye One Utama</title><content type='html'>Today marks the end of my working days in One Utama. I'm being transfered out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long, farewell. I will miss the store and my colleagues here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byebye store. Byebye chair that I always sit on. Byebye table that I rest my CHiQbook on. Byebye my beloved Crumplers. Byebye Klipsch and Harman Kardon Soundsticks that I blast my CHiQpod on. Byebye my much cared for iPod shelves and accessories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sniff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos9.flickr.com/16591050_b5ecad230d_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a different note, I'm gonna pig out at Baskin's tonight! 31% off on the 31st... yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-111751611163232236?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111751611163232236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111751611163232236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/05/goodbye-one-utama.html' title='Goodbye One Utama'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-111739450294743852</id><published>2005-05-30T03:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T03:44:13.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The SW bandwagon</title><content type='html'>Just home from watching Star Wars Episode III : Revenge Of The Sith. We were going to watch House Of Wax but tickets sold out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a big SW fan but I guess the show was alright. Anakin was meh... the lines in the movie was like as if it was read from a book... so unnatural. Padme and Anakin together were sooooo corny, like some Bollywood scene. I love Obi Wan Kenobi and R2 tho... they kicked arse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh... and lightsabres, I WANT ONE!!! Zheungggg..... wah so yau yeng...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways better tido, gotta werk tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-111739450294743852?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111739450294743852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111739450294743852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/05/sw-bandwagon.html' title='The SW bandwagon'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-111735969659143794</id><published>2005-05-29T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T17:41:36.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If CHiQ is CHiQ...</title><content type='html'>The meme tag has been getting around and I got hit by &lt;a href="http://yeepei.com" target="_blank"&gt;YP&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;So it goes like this. Below is a list of different occupations. You must select at least five of them. You may add more if you like to your list before you pass it on (after you select five of the items as it was passed to you). Of the five you selected, you are to finish each phrase with what you would do as a member of that profession. Then pass it on to three other bloggers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's that list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could be a scientist... If I could be a farmer...&lt;br /&gt;If I could be a musician... If I could be a doctor...&lt;br /&gt;If I could be a painter... If I could be a gardener...&lt;br /&gt;If I could be a missionary... If I could be a chef...&lt;br /&gt;If I could be an architect... If I could be a linguist...&lt;br /&gt;If I could be a psychologist... If I could be a librarian...&lt;br /&gt;If I could be an athlete... If I could be a lawyer...&lt;br /&gt;If I could be an innkeeper... If I could be a professor...&lt;br /&gt;If I could be a writer... If I could be a backup dancer...&lt;br /&gt;If I could be a llama-rider... If I could be a bonnie pirate...&lt;br /&gt;If I could be a midget stripper... If I could be a proctologist...&lt;br /&gt;If I could be a TV-Chat Show host... If I could be an actor...&lt;br /&gt;If I could be a judge... If I could be a Jedi...&lt;br /&gt;If I could be a mob boss... If I could be a backup singer...&lt;br /&gt;If I could be a CEO... If I could be a movie reviewer...&lt;br /&gt;If I could be a monkey's uncle... If I could be a writer...&lt;br /&gt;If I could be a bible archaeologist... If I could be an Ah Beng...&lt;br /&gt;If I could be an Elvis impersonator... If I could be an Ah Lian...&lt;br /&gt;If I could be a sexologist... If I could be a prostitute...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;1. If I could be a writer... then I won't have pretend that I can write anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If I could be a backup singer... someone's gonna be rich making earplugs :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. If I could be a librarian... I'd live in the library reading everyday, and get big budgets to buy more and more books... and live like a hermit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If I could be a doctor... heh heh heh... I'll make loads of people happy by dishing out "smarties"... weeee~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If I could be an Ah Lian... oh wait, I already am... LoL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sazz.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;Sarah&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://qwertyjuan.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;Juan&lt;/a&gt; &amp; &lt;a href="http://azxel.blog-city.com" target="_blank"&gt;Azxel&lt;/a&gt;... &lt;b&gt;Tag!&lt;/b&gt; You're IT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-111735969659143794?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111735969659143794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111735969659143794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/05/if-chiq-is-chiq.html' title='If CHiQ is CHiQ...'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-111735767760617704</id><published>2005-05-29T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T17:08:53.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Musical Baton</title><content type='html'>I was reading thru my bookmarked blogs when I noticed that &lt;a href="http://www.djspinnet.org/wp" target="_blank"&gt;Jinny&lt;/a&gt; passed me the musical baton, so here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Total volume of music files on my computer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last count, 43.6gb; I know it looks like a lot, but I'm just to lazy to go thru and weed the list. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The last CD I bought&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason Mraz - Waiting For My Rocket To Come. I've been Mraz-ed by &lt;a href="http://www.paultan.org" target="_blank"&gt;PaulTan&lt;/a&gt; ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Song playing right now&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping To Dream - Jason Mraz. I've got both his cds [&lt;i&gt;Tonight, Not Again:, Jason Mraz Live at Eagles Ballroom, 2004&lt;/i&gt; &amp; &lt;i&gt;Waiting For My Rocket To Come, 2002&lt;/i&gt;] ripped in to my iTunes and playing on loop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Five songs I listen to a lot, or that mean a lot to me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a tough choice but here are some of my fav artists, and the songs listed are those that mean a lot to me:&lt;br /&gt;Garbage - Bleed Like Me&lt;br /&gt;Silverchair - Suicidal Dream&lt;br /&gt;Third Eye Blind - Jumper&lt;br /&gt;Goo Goo Dolls - Iris&lt;br /&gt;The Calling - Nothing's Changed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Five people to whom I’m passing the baton&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.paultan.org" target="_blank"&gt;Paultan&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.yeepei.com" target="_blank"&gt;YP&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://pythonbyte.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;Pythonx&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://itissean.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;Sean&lt;/a&gt; &amp; &lt;a href="http://www.macxcess.com/vblog/blogger.html" target="_blank"&gt;Vernon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-111735767760617704?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111735767760617704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111735767760617704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/05/musical-baton.html' title='Musical Baton'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-111735250077572627</id><published>2005-05-29T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T16:24:21.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Old Bones Creak</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Sat night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The evening was a flurry of phone calls, &lt;a href="http://www.macxcess.com/vblog/blogger.html" target="_blank"&gt;Vernon&lt;/a&gt; was picking me up from OU, &lt;a href="http://qwertyjuan.blogspot.com/" blank="_blank"&gt;Juan&lt;/a&gt; called me about dinner in Ikea. I couldn't find &lt;a href="http://www.macxcess.com/vblog/blogger.html" target="_blank"&gt;Vernon&lt;/a&gt; and I didn't have his number, &lt;font size="-2"&gt;[I didn't get the msg he sent]&lt;/font&gt;, I called &lt;a href="http://qwertyjuan.blogspot.com/" blank="_blank"&gt;Juan&lt;/a&gt; and a host of other ppl didn't have his number, and  I didn't have &lt;a href="http://azxel.blog-city.com" target="_blank"&gt;Azxel&lt;/a&gt;'s number to get &lt;a href="http://www.macxcess.com/vblog/blogger.html" target="_blank"&gt;Vernon&lt;/a&gt;'s... wah *pengsan*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally after everything, we managed to meet up, get ourselves to Ikea to join &lt;a href="http://qwertyjuan.blogspot.com/" blank="_blank"&gt;Juan&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://azxel.blog-city.com" target="_blank"&gt;Azxel&lt;/a&gt; for a tummyachingly &lt;font size="-2"&gt;[of laughs and kenyangness]&lt;/font&gt; good dinner... and ended up late for &lt;a href="http://www.mymug.org" target="_blank"&gt;Macfest&lt;/a&gt; :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After &lt;a href="http://www.mymug.org" target="_blank"&gt;Macfest&lt;/a&gt;, we adjourned to CB for drinks and sharing ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.macxcess.com/vblog/blogger.html" target="_blank"&gt;Vernon&lt;/a&gt; gave me a ride home. I got to ride the R3 again! Oooweee...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here are the pics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos12.flickr.com/16184823_30dee2e784_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmmeatballsss!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="-2"&gt;[which we all had except &lt;a href="http://qwertyjuan.blogspot.com/" blank="_blank"&gt;Juan&lt;/a&gt;, by the time she got there it was all gone]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos12.flickr.com/16184824_8933728d91_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shrimp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="-2"&gt;[some entreé thing that &lt;a href="http://www.macxcess.com/vblog/blogger.html" target="_blank"&gt;Vernon&lt;/a&gt; had]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos10.flickr.com/16184951_c5f64c8464_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://qwertyjuan.blogspot.com/" blank="_blank"&gt;Juan&lt;/a&gt;'s salmon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="-2"&gt;[looks good too]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos11.flickr.com/16184819_b2b5c681a4_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Azul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="-2"&gt;[the main man of &lt;a href="http://www.mymug.org" target="_blank"&gt;Macfest&lt;/a&gt; May'05]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos9.flickr.com/16184822_9e2ae5527f_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jasemine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="-2"&gt;[who did a Mandarin number for us last night, our very own musician, and Garageband sifu]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos12.flickr.com/16184821_b7c228ab2b_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gila bunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="-2"&gt;[the original "animals" of &lt;a href="http://www.mymug.org" target="_blank"&gt;MyMUG&lt;/a&gt;, missing a few members tho; &lt;br /&gt;from left to right: Justin, &lt;a href="http://www.macxcess.com/vblog/blogger.html" target="_blank"&gt;Vernon&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://azxel.blog-city.com" target="_blank"&gt;Azxel&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://weistudio.com" blank="_blank"&gt;Wei&lt;/a&gt; &amp; &lt;a href="http://qwertyjuan.blogspot.com/" blank="_blank"&gt;Juan&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos9.flickr.com/16184820_b353ce1db1_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;classic babe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="-2"&gt;[&lt;a href="http://www.macxcess.com/vblog/blogger.html" target="_blank"&gt;Vernon&lt;/a&gt;'s 1st generation 5gb original iPod, still going strong]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos13.flickr.com/16184949_70a045c3de_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey, good looking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="-2"&gt;[the gorgeous R3 that I got to ride in]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos9.flickr.com/16184950_1c2b7f01f3_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;side view&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="-2"&gt;[see the iPod sticker? ;P]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached home, went online, fell asleep with CHiQbook on my lap in the middle of a msg, yeah I was that tired out... &lt;br /&gt;*sigh* getting old&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-111735250077572627?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111735250077572627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111735250077572627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-old-bones-creak.html' title='My Old Bones Creak'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-111718844803750486</id><published>2005-05-27T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T18:19:04.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Thousand Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;I know I've not been posting lately, but as they say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a picture paints a thousand words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;auyongtc's birthday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[steamboat, powerpuff girls chic cake, &lt;a href="http://auyongtc.theuseless.com" target="_blank"&gt;auyongtc&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://tsewei.theuseless.com" target="_blank"&gt;tsewei&lt;/a&gt;, cheokyeen, &lt;a href="http://cheev.theuseless.com" target="_blank"&gt;cheev&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://surfnux.theuseless.com" target="_blank"&gt;surfnux&lt;/a&gt;, james, &lt;a href="http://www.paultan.org" target="_blank"&gt;paultan&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.yeepei.com" target="_blank"&gt;yp&lt;/a&gt;, me]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="-2"&gt;&lt;i&gt;omgosh, I just realised... it was a mini blogger's meet :P&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos11.flickr.com/15902891_854bf75e1c_o.jpg"width="400"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos12.flickr.com/15902892_12e7e15401_o.jpg"width="400"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmm, must be good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos12.flickr.com/15902893_b7bbde8b0a_o.jpg"width="400"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cute kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos10.flickr.com/15902894_8ca7d961bc_o.jpg"width="400"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos12.flickr.com/15902895_c220f89e38_o.jpg"width="400"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't leave me out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos11.flickr.com/15902896_195337c825_o.jpg"width="400"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see what see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos14.flickr.com/15903177_2a855b7fc4_o.jpg"width="400"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the birthday boi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos10.flickr.com/15903178_52322d00d7_o.jpg"width="400"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naninanee booboo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos11.flickr.com/15903180_877d9a1820_b.jpg"width="400"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you gotta love these smiles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos12.flickr.com/15903179_46ed4e3663_b.jpg"width="400"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIVE&lt;B&gt;STRONG&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;swensen's on a hot day&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[gold rush, banana split, &lt;a href="http://www.paultan.org" target="_blank"&gt;paultan&lt;/a&gt;, me]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="-2"&gt;&lt;i&gt;this one's for &lt;a href="http://www.pennypupz.ravishing.net"&gt;pennypupz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos13.flickr.com/15903181_062e76e6ec_b.jpg"width="400"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gold rush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos14.flickr.com/15903182_adc8541e73_b.jpg"width="400"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;banana split&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos12.flickr.com/15904779_b8e0064c90_b.jpg"width="400"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more adi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;perodua myvi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;a href="http://www.paultan.org" target="_blank"&gt;paultan&lt;/a&gt;, me]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="-2"&gt;&lt;i&gt;perodua finally gets it right&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos14.flickr.com/15904780_750b98ff1d_b.jpg"width="400"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos11.flickr.com/15904781_6e4226ebfc_b.jpg"width="400"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice bum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos9.flickr.com/15904782_dfe63e330a_b.jpg"width="400"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos9.flickr.com/15904783_ed54c4ab82_b.jpg"width="400"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;under the hood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos14.flickr.com/15904784_7b280eb45e_b.jpg"width="400"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a closer look&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-111718844803750486?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111718844803750486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111718844803750486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/05/thousand-words.html' title='A Thousand Words'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-111663425172066084</id><published>2005-05-21T07:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T09:11:57.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Meet Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.yeepei.com"&gt;YP&lt;/a&gt; posted about a June blogmeet and last night, &lt;a href="http://www.pennypupz.ravishing.net"&gt;Penny&lt;/a&gt; asked me if I'm going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.petertan.com/blog"&gt;Peter Tan&lt;/a&gt; is coming to town. I've been following Peter's blog and talking to him online for a while. It'll also be a great opportunity to meet the other bloggers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mid Valley Megamall Bloggers Meet&lt;br /&gt;Venue: Food Junction, Level 3&lt;br /&gt;Date: June 12, 2005&lt;br /&gt;Time: 10.00am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, if all goes according to plan and I can get the day off, I'll most likely be there too :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-111663425172066084?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111663425172066084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111663425172066084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/05/lets-meet-up.html' title='Let&apos;s Meet Up'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-111652979297756065</id><published>2005-05-20T03:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T05:11:52.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Mean A LOT</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="-2"&gt;&lt;i&gt;[in reply to a lovely person]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dearest companion&lt;br /&gt;beautiful stranger&lt;br /&gt;more than a year &lt;br /&gt;since we met each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dearest friend and sister&lt;br /&gt;constant source of strength&lt;br /&gt;providing wisdom &amp; laughter&lt;br /&gt;bless you for being there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. YOU write beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and yah, you roxx ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-111652979297756065?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111652979297756065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111652979297756065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/05/you-mean-lot.html' title='You Mean A LOT'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-111639334167577879</id><published>2005-05-18T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T13:15:41.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick CHiQ</title><content type='html'>The CHiQ is sick...&lt;br /&gt;fever with splitting heacache, raw throat, cough &amp; cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posts will be back up soon... &lt;br /&gt;Layout postponed for a while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hugs to &lt;a href="http://www.yeepei.com" target="_blank"&gt;YP&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="htp://jeyadev.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;Jeyadev&lt;/a&gt; for rescuing me from work*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-111639334167577879?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111639334167577879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111639334167577879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/05/sick-chiq.html' title='Sick CHiQ'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-111623970383558463</id><published>2005-05-16T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T18:35:03.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Links</title><content type='html'>I'm working on a new blog layout... and it's gonna be small, as in itsy bitsy... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm clearing matters before hand just in case anyone gets offended. I love reading all your blogs but there's just no space... just wait for it.&lt;br /&gt;My new links listing will be only of those I read very very often ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hugs* to all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-111623970383558463?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111623970383558463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111623970383558463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/05/links.html' title='Links'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-111603784231590083</id><published>2005-05-14T10:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T10:30:42.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yummy Breakie</title><content type='html'>Once in a blue moon I get the urge to have a decent breakfast... on other days I just rush from bed, out of the house to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I timed my arrival earlier today, I called &lt;a href="http://jeyadev.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;Jeyadev&lt;/a&gt; to ask if he wanted to do breakfast and headed on to McD's to bungkus food for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whee`!!! Happy Meal :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos12.flickr.com/13763633_b0d3586115.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and what's better than a Happy Meal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO Happy Meals :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos10.flickr.com/13763634_cb8810f6b1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week's Happy Meal toy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos12.flickr.com/13764965_1db7de7c5a_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-111603784231590083?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111603784231590083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111603784231590083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/05/yummy-breakie.html' title='Yummy Breakie'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-111596595677932187</id><published>2005-05-13T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T17:39:21.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Note</title><content type='html'>I have a problem with customers confusing my machine with the displays, so I came up with a solution...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I created a screensaver, and activated the "password request" option...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and here's my screensaver :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos10.flickr.com/13655668_9c4951d143_o.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos10.flickr.com/13655668_9c4951d143_o.jpg" width="350"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size="-2" color="red"&gt;*click on picture for larger view&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-111596595677932187?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111596595677932187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111596595677932187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/05/note.html' title='The Note'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-111591597802875015</id><published>2005-05-12T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T17:39:58.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Set!</title><content type='html'>Right, have not been getting much rest since I got the CHiQbook, plenty of updating, tweaking, deleting and installing to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, &lt;a href="http://jeyadev.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;Jeyadev&lt;/a&gt; and I met in KL to shop for essentials. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got stickers for the CHiQbook, see she looks so much more personalised now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos9.flickr.com/13571122_8a045d4193_o.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos9.flickr.com/13571122_8a045d4193_o.jpg" width="350"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had lunch at Causeway Bay... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos11.flickr.com/13571121_a5d7d9866b_o.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos11.flickr.com/13571121_a5d7d9866b_o.jpg" width="350"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jeyadev.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;Jeyadev&lt;/a&gt; bought me a notebook lock as a "getting a powerbook" pressie, so that i won't get my notebook stolen again. He's sweet, innit? Yeah, I think so too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos11.flickr.com/13571120_3050746d74_o.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos11.flickr.com/13571120_3050746d74_o.jpg" width="350"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many many thanks to &lt;a href="http://jeyadev.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;Jeyadev&lt;/a&gt; who was willing to accompany me shopping and all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got little somethings for Daniel and &lt;a href="http://kvpug.org/blog" target="_blank"&gt;NTech&lt;/a&gt; too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size="-2" color="red"&gt;*click on pictures for larger view&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-111591597802875015?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111591597802875015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111591597802875015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/05/were-set.html' title='We&apos;re Set!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-111583993029474682</id><published>2005-05-12T03:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T17:40:09.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Latest Toy</title><content type='html'>I got a powerbook to replace my stolen ibook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she's the oficial CHiQbook now. Here's what my desktop looks like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos9.flickr.com/13448553_76bb528ea0_o.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos9.flickr.com/13448553_76bb528ea0_o.jpg" width="350"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size="-2" color="red"&gt;*click on picture for larger view&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels like coming home...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-111583993029474682?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111583993029474682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111583993029474682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/05/latest-toy.html' title='Latest Toy'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-111554409380431074</id><published>2005-05-08T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T18:43:29.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>So you love me,&lt;br /&gt;I know you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we go on day after day&lt;br /&gt;pretending the other does not exist&lt;br /&gt;moving further away&lt;br /&gt;silent screams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late at night,&lt;br /&gt;we toss and turn&lt;br /&gt;rest our heads on tear soaked pillows&lt;br /&gt;pretending everything is fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We live together&lt;br /&gt;but we're miles apart&lt;br /&gt;being near each other&lt;br /&gt;breaks our hearts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every word a heated exchange&lt;br /&gt;fighting for more ground&lt;br /&gt;tension's a wall&lt;br /&gt;one foot thick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Mother's Day&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;as much as I used to&lt;br /&gt;I still do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we'll talk one day&lt;br /&gt;maybe we'll hug each other&lt;br /&gt;maybe we'll laugh together&lt;br /&gt;maybe you'll love me too&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-111554409380431074?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111554409380431074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111554409380431074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-111509808463546751</id><published>2005-05-03T11:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T13:35:29.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dis Suxx</title><content type='html'>I'm going nuts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I handed in my MC yesterday, or Mei handed it in for me. I signed in this morning and discovered that my status was logged on unpaid leave for yesterday. *sigh* Apparently, some person at the store doesn't understand the whole concept of MCs. Bodoh kan, even my 12 year old sister knows what an MC is for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Some "not very smart" person arranged the schedule for me to work alone this morning. Such intelligence... kat mana nak cari? This person (hopefully not the same person as above but I doubt so) probably expected a single 5'1" female to raise the manual shutters and carry the shutter poles... or maybe, just maybe, he though they'd sprout legs and walk in to the storage cupboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solutions to the two issues...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Searched for new punch card, threw the old one away, fax the MC and claim form to HQ as I'm pretty sure people know what to do with MCs there. Signed in correct time and status on new punch card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Thank god for technicians. When he got here, I got him to open the store and help me handle the customers until at the person working the noon shift arrives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problems settled...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't hate the "not very smart" person any less but *sigh* we can't help it if they're born "not very smart" can we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to Mei, when she passed my MC to my manager, he remarked that I sounded quite happy on the phone. Will someone please tell me, if being happy has suddenly been declared illegal? Am I breaking some labour law that I am not aware of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap, of course I'm happy. My doctor declared me unfit for work, which means I have a day off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He must be not quite sane to want people to be sick and miserable...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-111509808463546751?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111509808463546751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111509808463546751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/05/dis-suxx.html' title='Dis Suxx'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-111483515125467069</id><published>2005-04-30T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T12:25:51.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Do</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.brandmalaysia.com/movabletype/archives/2005/04/malaysia_-_the.html" &gt;&lt;img alt="blogdemand.png" src="http://www.brandmalaysia.com/movabletype/archives/blogdemand.png" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*click on the banner to find out*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-111483515125467069?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111483515125467069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111483515125467069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-do.html' title='I Do'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-111479717227962962</id><published>2005-04-30T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T17:40:30.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Viewtru</title><content type='html'>In one of my previous posts, &lt;a href="http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/04/kena-stare.html" target="_blank"&gt;Kena Stare&lt;/a&gt; [about a sampat auntie on the LRT], &lt;a href="http://viewtru.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Viewtru&lt;/a&gt; [one of my fav bloggers] made a comment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Maybe this seems like a stupid reason for the lady to stare, but, were you wearing your bra?&lt;br /&gt;viewtru | Homepage | 04.29.05 - 9:54 pm | # "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my answer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos8.flickr.com/11488572_e68893e9f3_o.jpg" width="350"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-111479717227962962?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111479717227962962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111479717227962962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/04/for-viewtru.html' title='For Viewtru'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-111478445182153929</id><published>2005-04-29T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T17:56:18.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiger Rawkz!!!</title><content type='html'>I can't believe this, Tiger has a widget on it's Dashboard (a new feature on Apple's latest operating system, Mac OSX 10.4 Tiger) that allows me to just post on my blog. Don't need to log in to Blogger adi. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to buy a Mac now... I so have to buy a Mac... I want! I want! I want!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a pic Dash Blog ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie, seriously asking for donations to my PowerBook Fund... hello...? hello?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos9.flickr.com/11466818_6ce5c2590e_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos9.flickr.com/11466818_6ce5c2590e_o.jpg" width="350"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-111478445182153929?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111478445182153929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111478445182153929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/04/tiger-rawkz.html' title='Tiger Rawkz!!!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-111474282993607268</id><published>2005-04-29T10:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T10:56:10.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kena Stare</title><content type='html'>In the LRT this morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took out my T5 to read my ebooks, maklumlah the 25mins ride's utterly boring kan... when I realised my stylus is missing. Must have left it as I fell asleep reading last night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I called my kakak at home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kak, semalam masa I tidur, pen untuk komputer kecil saya tertinggal kat katil lah, nanti kalau kakak jumpa, kakak tolong simpan ye? Okie, thanks bye."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady next to me was giving me a dirty stare like she was so disgusted with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I checked:&lt;br /&gt;1. my breath does not stink, I was having Clorets.&lt;br /&gt;2. my baju is not on backwards, although it is very old and faded. (but it does not stink, in fact it smells very nice, kakak uses fab to handwash all my baju, and I change everyday. I am very clean tho I often appear a tad too scruffy for fussyduds)&lt;br /&gt;3. my hair is washed every morning. (although undone, and wild)&lt;br /&gt;4. I didn't raise my voice.&lt;br /&gt;5. I wasn't offending her or anyone or had any reason to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie, it might have been the fact that the scruffy looking kid next to her (me) just pulled out her pda to read, then to take out her iPod mini to turn down the volume, so she can take her handphone out to call her maid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even so, did she really have to stare? What do these people think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a much happier note... MACOSX 10.4 "TIGER" is out today... Wheee~....!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-111474282993607268?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111474282993607268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111474282993607268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/04/kena-stare.html' title='Kena Stare'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-111468669331254165</id><published>2005-04-28T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T19:40:35.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wet Wet Wet</title><content type='html'>Star LRT Sultan Ismail Station&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I'm on my way home. Sitting on my right is OMG some stinky ang moh uncle. Why do people with bad BO not do anything to get rid of it? *scoots more away from him... eww*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, today I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... sent my Lomo Action Sampler Flash for repair. The girl I spoke to said to expect a call in a week's time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... met up with &lt;a href="http://jeyadev.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;Jeyadev&lt;/a&gt;, JW and C for XXX2: The Next Level. Not as good as the first one. Vin Diesel makes a much better XXX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... accompanied JW to KL together with &lt;a href="http://jeyadev.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;Jeyadev&lt;/a&gt; and JW's friend, who played tour guide. He was quite fun to be around, unfortunately I can't for the life of me remember his name... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos8.flickr.com/11315859_528b19bc5c_o.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos8.flickr.com/11315859_528b19bc5c_o.jpg" height="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="-2"&gt;:: our tour guide ::&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... took picies cos I was trapped in the car (a little jammed and pouring outside)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos10.flickr.com/11315857_5c720ec542_o.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos10.flickr.com/11315857_5c720ec542_o.jpg" width="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="-2"&gt;:: jammed and heavy rain ::&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos10.flickr.com/11315855_c189adb56c_o.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos10.flickr.com/11315855_c189adb56c_o.jpg" width="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="-2"&gt;:: still wet ::&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos7.flickr.com/11315856_0308049815_o.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos7.flickr.com/11315856_0308049815_o.jpg" width="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="-2"&gt;:: the raindrops on the window blurring the outline of the tree ::&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... had a mamak session with the boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... discovered that JW smokes (shocked!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos7.flickr.com/11315858_101910fdd3_o.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos7.flickr.com/11315858_101910fdd3_o.jpg" width="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="-2"&gt;:: &lt;a href="http://jeyadev.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;Jeyadev&lt;/a&gt;'s Teh Ais ::&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... took the LRT home and here I am :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos7.flickr.com/11315860_2ab8973784_o.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos7.flickr.com/11315860_2ab8973784_o.jpg" width="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="-2"&gt;:: casualties of the heavy rain... some of our bougainvillea died ::&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*click on pics for larger view*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="-2"&gt;&lt;i&gt;teh&lt;/i&gt; = tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;ais&lt;/i&gt; = ice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;teh ais&lt;/i&gt; = iced tea with milk&lt;br /&gt;translated from Malay&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-111468669331254165?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111468669331254165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111468669331254165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/04/wet-wet-wet.html' title='Wet Wet Wet'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-111460236875627993</id><published>2005-04-27T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T19:55:24.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RoaRrrr...!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/04/tiger-on-loose.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos10.flickr.com/11179427_af12620e53_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WooHoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-111460236875627993?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111460236875627993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111460236875627993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/04/roarrrr.html' title='RoaRrrr...!!!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-111457345236102846</id><published>2005-04-27T10:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T11:44:12.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Too Bad Afterall</title><content type='html'>My previous post was about how horrid my day was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunely the day didn't end all bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hakim and Suyin dropped by for a visit, and we decided to have McD's [confession no.1: I'm a McD's freak for the toys *shame* *shame*] Decided to try the Grilled Chicken Foldover, which I found pretty decent. Finally something that doesn't put me on a guilt trip. Suyin got a Happy Meal to get my toy, a very cute vibrating Cinnamoroll. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took it out of it's plastic packaging, turned the little switch thingy behind its back, set it on the table and it vibrates. I can assure you there wasn't short of any snide comments... keywords, vibrating little girl's toy... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as I came back from lunch, a customer came in to get his modem working. He was using a &lt;a href="http://crumpler.com.au/cartIndex.php?prodId=80&amp;prodType=Bag&amp;optId=5&amp;catId=7"&gt;Crumpler Wonder Weenie&lt;/a&gt; and a &lt;a href="http://www.crumpler.com.au/Cart/Resources/CartResources/106_res/b106_o3.jpg"&gt;School Hymn&lt;/a&gt; for his &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/ibook"&gt;iBook&lt;/a&gt;. [confession no.2: I LOVE Crumplers, if there's such a thing as a Crumpler junkie, it's be me] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I complimented him on his good taste in bags, and he asked if I like Crumplers (like? uhm like is nothing... :p), and so I told him yeah, I've got a few of my own. He said his sister was here talking to this girl who's a big Crumpler fan (being the only girl in the store, that's be me) and that the girl (me!) was looking for a the Crumpler strap, and he took it out of his bag. I said yes, that girl'd be me, and yes, I've been looking for the strap. (not sold in Malaysia, and my tersayangs in Singapore couldn't find it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He ask if I wanted it since it's new (he just came back from Aussie, goes quite frequent apparently). So naturally I asked, how much does he want for it? He said, hmm, 10AUD plus airfare, then laughed... and so I went on fixing his modem problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion: The modem was configured and he gave me the Crumpler strap (yay free!) and now I have my orange &lt;a href="http://www.crumpler.com.au/Cart/Resources/CartResources/108_res/b108_o4.jpg"&gt;John Thursday 40&lt;/a&gt; on a nice Crumpler strap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next purchase: Another John Thursday for my purple Crumpler Weenie. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos9.flickr.com/11133656_caa3f94bf9_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos9.flickr.com/11133656_caa3f94bf9.jpg" width="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos8.flickr.com/11133655_2ca3812b26_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos8.flickr.com/11133655_2ca3812b26.jpg" width="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-111457345236102846?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111457345236102846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111457345236102846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/04/not-too-bad-afterall.html' title='Not Too Bad Afterall'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-111449356994353474</id><published>2005-04-26T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T13:32:49.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*roll eyes*</title><content type='html'>right... come in, make like you're king, and demand that I get what you want immediately,... ahuh, I so wanna get you what you want now... NOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a hint: you want a favor, be nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalau tak... sorry la beb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-111449356994353474?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111449356994353474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111449356994353474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/04/roll-eyes.html' title='*roll eyes*'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-111448413605808123</id><published>2005-04-26T10:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T10:55:36.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revisited</title><content type='html'>Avalanche is sullen and too thin&lt;br /&gt;She starves herself to rid herself of sin&lt;br /&gt;And the kick is so divine when she sees bones beneath her skin&lt;br /&gt;And she says:&lt;br /&gt;Hey baby can you bleed like me?&lt;br /&gt;C'mon baby can you bleed like me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris is all dressed up and acting coy&lt;br /&gt;Painted like a brand new Christmas toy&lt;br /&gt;He's trying to figure out if he's a girl or he's a boy&lt;br /&gt;He says:&lt;br /&gt;Hey baby can you bleed like me?&lt;br /&gt;C'mon baby can you bleed like me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doodle takes dad's scissors to her skin&lt;br /&gt;And when she does relief comes setting in&lt;br /&gt;While she hides the scars she's making underneath her pretty clothes&lt;br /&gt;She sings:&lt;br /&gt;Hey baby can you bleed like me?&lt;br /&gt;C'mon baby can you bleed like me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therapy is Speedie's brand new drug&lt;br /&gt;Dancing with the devil's past has never been too fun&lt;br /&gt;It's better off than trying to take a bullet from a gun&lt;br /&gt;And she cries:&lt;br /&gt;Hey baby can you bleed like me?&lt;br /&gt;C'mon baby can you bleed like me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JT gets all fucked up in some karaoke bar&lt;br /&gt;After two drinks he's a loser after three drinks he's a star&lt;br /&gt;Getting all nostalgic he sings "I Will Survive"&lt;br /&gt;Hey baby can you bleed like me?&lt;br /&gt;C'mon baby can you bleed like me?&lt;br /&gt;Hey baby can you bleed like me?&lt;br /&gt;C'mon baby can you bleed like me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should see my scars&lt;br /&gt;You should see my scars&lt;br /&gt;You should see my scars&lt;br /&gt;You should see my scars&lt;br /&gt;Try to comprehend that which you'll never comprehend&lt;br /&gt;Try to comprehend that which you'll never comprehend&lt;br /&gt;Just try to comprehend that which you'll never comprehend&lt;br /&gt;Try to comprehend that which you'll never comprehend&lt;br /&gt;You should see my scars&lt;br /&gt;You should see my scars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;bleed like me - Garbage&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-111448413605808123?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111448413605808123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111448413605808123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/04/revisited.html' title='Revisited'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-111379507710119048</id><published>2005-04-18T10:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T11:32:17.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of HamHams and Revelation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.yeepei.com/"&gt;Mei&lt;/a&gt; and I went hamham shopping at MidValley, she bought a pair of dwarf hamhams. A very cute black (with one white streak) male called &lt;i&gt;Siew Yoke&lt;/i&gt; and an adorable grey brown (with one black streak) female called &lt;i&gt;Char Siew&lt;/i&gt;. They're both sooo very luuurve-ly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;a href="http://www.yeepei.com/"&gt;Mei&lt;/a&gt;, quick post up pics] eheh... as usual I forgot to my CHiQcam with me. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rushed back to her place to pick up Adrian, Yi Wei and Sheena. Left for Puchong, the group 1 a.m., from Adrian's church was launching their debut album, Revelation. We got a CD each after the concert, which we played in &lt;a href="http://www.yeepei.com/"&gt;Mei&lt;/a&gt;'s car all the way to the mamak and back home again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 a.m. is an abbreviation of 1 Accord Ministry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Siew Yoke&lt;/i&gt; = Roast Pork&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Char Siew&lt;/i&gt; = Sweet Barbequed Pork&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-111379507710119048?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111379507710119048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111379507710119048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/04/of-hamhams-and-revelation.html' title='Of HamHams and Revelation'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-111361854098821698</id><published>2005-04-16T10:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T10:29:00.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>vivo vixi victum</title><content type='html'>whisper of sight&lt;br /&gt;blinding light&lt;br /&gt;vision hurts&lt;br /&gt;perception kills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;submission&lt;br /&gt;her Mistress&lt;br /&gt;she commands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;defiance&lt;br /&gt;she will bleed&lt;br /&gt;burn her sins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she lives a play&lt;br /&gt;pain is truth&lt;br /&gt;blood is life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;quid me nutrit me destruit&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;popcorn anyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-111361854098821698?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111361854098821698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111361854098821698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/04/vivo-vixi-victum.html' title='vivo vixi victum'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-111353318055923484</id><published>2005-04-15T10:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T10:46:20.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hamsup Gwai</title><content type='html'>Wed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bus home from work. I was nicely minding my own business, enjoying Dan Brown's Angels and Demons on my T5. The bus begins to fill and soon there wasn't any seats left. Indian man stands next to my seat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few moments later... to my horror, I realised he was pressing his *youknowwhat* on my shoulder. Okie... "fine, just move to your left" I told myself, and scooched to the left. My left shoulder pressed against the side of the bus. He pressed in further. Pissed off, I look out the window to see where I am. Glad to notice the next stop would be where I'm suppose to get down, I sat up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as the bus stopped, I got up, stomped hard on his foot and proceeded to head to the exit. He gave me a weird look, I smiled back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw his at my usual stop, never noticed him there before. Just as we were to board the bus, he pressed his gut against my back. I elbowed him nicely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Provoked enough, I'll gladly claw him and spit on his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I don't like the touch... that much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-111353318055923484?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111353318055923484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111353318055923484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/04/hamsup-gwai.html' title='Hamsup Gwai'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-111336180034145154</id><published>2005-04-13T10:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T11:23:11.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiger On The Loose</title><content type='html'>Don't worry, this is the fierce feline the whole Mac community has been waiting for... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apple is finally unleashing Tiger on April 29, 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiger, code name for Mac OS X (version 10.4) is Apple's the latest operating system, boasting over 200 new features.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="/macosx/features/spotlight/"&gt;Spotlight&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="/macosx/features/dashboard/"&gt;Dashboard&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="/macosx/features/safari/"&gt;Safari RSS&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="/macosx/features/ichat/"&gt;iChat AV&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="/macosx/features/automator/"&gt;Automator&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="/macosx/features/quicktime/"&gt;QuickTime 7&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="/macosx/features/dotmacsync/"&gt;.Mac Sync&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="/macosx/features/voiceover/"&gt;VoiceOver&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="/macosx/features/family/"&gt;Parental Controls&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="/macosx/features/mail/"&gt;Mail&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/macosx/newfeatures/newfeatures.html"&gt;more&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read more about &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/macosx/"&gt;Tiger&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/macosx/newfeatures/newfeatures.html"&gt;the 200+ new features&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, if only I had the cash for a new Mac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donations welcomed :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-111336180034145154?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111336180034145154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111336180034145154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/04/tiger-on-loose.html' title='Tiger On The Loose'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-111301554993250817</id><published>2005-04-09T10:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T10:59:09.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>m e h . n e s s</title><content type='html'>w h y  d i d  i  w a k e  u p  t h i s  m o r n i n g  ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;z z z&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-111301554993250817?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111301554993250817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111301554993250817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/04/m-e-h-n-e-s-s.html' title='m e h . n e s s'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-111293954424009938</id><published>2005-04-08T10:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T13:52:24.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phew...</title><content type='html'>I never in my whole life thought shopping could be tiring... yes, this coming from the person who combs the malls from opening till closing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, after a delicious breakfast of dimsum, &lt;a href="http://www.yeepei.com"&gt;Mei&lt;/a&gt; and I went back her place to settle some stuff and to pick up 2 lovely ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had approximately 3 hours in MVMM to buy accessories (earrings, bracelets, necklaces), bags, heels, and the other stuff for the girls upcoming prom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We combed every relevant shop in the building, rushing from shop to shop with poor &lt;a href="http://www.yeepei.com"&gt;Mei&lt;/a&gt; and Sheena trying to keep the rest of us focused... hey, can't help being distracted to the rest of the merchandise lar... I mean, who has enough shoes and bags? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the girls left a little after 1pm to rush for class, leaving me to explore the rest of the shops on my own, which I actually welcomed. I felt like a mummy getting her daughters ready for prom, only difference was I didn't have to pay for anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised to do manicures and pedicures for &lt;a href="http://www.yeepei.com"&gt;Mei&lt;/a&gt; and Sheena, so off I went hunting for the perfect shades of polish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After getting almost everything on my list except for a few essentials, I was ready to leave for KLCC to settle some errands. Made a call to Daniel, whom I persuaded to join me in KLCC. We bought (or uhm... hihihi, he bought us) tickets to watch House of Fury. Daniel helped locate the other remaining items (headache gone!), on days like these when I have a shopping dilemma/crisis, I thank god for him. I bought us dinner at Dome, where they have yummy Vegetarian Bruschettas and a cute waiter we played wink wink with :P but also the horriblest makcik waitress (she must be blind, we put our empty water glasses, she walked past us twice and didn't bother, we called the cute waiter instead, stupid b*tch)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally left for home when all the shops closed :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home, had a quick shower, went downstairs to watch Nip &amp; Tuck, when &lt;a href="http://www.yeepei.com"&gt;Mei&lt;/a&gt; called to say she'll pick me up in 5 mins. Dashed upstairs to change, went out, had Cheese Naan, Pudina Chutney, and Sirap Ais. Super Fat but a very satisfying supper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not too bad a day huh... and to do &lt;a href="http://www.yeepei.com"&gt;Mei&lt;/a&gt;'s nails tonight :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-111293954424009938?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111293954424009938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111293954424009938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/04/phew.html' title='Phew...'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-111267169626279526</id><published>2005-04-05T11:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T11:33:05.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SFSWY: A Dedication</title><content type='html'>woke up this morning and I got out of bed, &lt;br /&gt;clock said 7.40am, definitely running late,&lt;br /&gt;ran downstairs and bagged my breakfast,&lt;br /&gt;gonna have it on the train or bus instead&lt;br /&gt;pull up my pair of Reeboks and it reminded me of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the elder brother I never had&lt;br /&gt;who guided me thru classes of FA to art history,&lt;br /&gt;who amused me with your witty personality,&lt;br /&gt;who patiently listen to my rants, tolerated my idiosyncrasies,&lt;br /&gt;who regularly dished out such wise advice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when you were weak with chemo,&lt;br /&gt;though you never showed,&lt;br /&gt;you were stronger than the rest of us.&lt;br /&gt;I remember when you insisted on shopping with me,&lt;br /&gt;when you insisted we try the other sport shops too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"how do you know this is the best if you don't keep trying?"&lt;br /&gt;you said.&lt;br /&gt;you being the perfectionist,&lt;br /&gt;you creating your beautiful sketches,&lt;br /&gt;the ones you called scribbles,&lt;br /&gt;the ones I would have gladly handed up as masterpieces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I wasn't there when you left&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I couldn't make it&lt;br /&gt;the memory of you stays with me forever,&lt;br /&gt;may you soul rest in peace&lt;br /&gt;a perfect beautiful you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-111267169626279526?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111267169626279526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111267169626279526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/04/sfswy-dedication.html' title='SFSWY: A Dedication'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-111234968836260874</id><published>2005-04-01T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T18:01:28.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts To Chew On</title><content type='html'>I printed my resignation letter to be handed in this morning, composed on the bus ride to work. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***** has convinced me to stay, so I guess I'm gonna for a while more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw, ***** is sick. LoL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-111234968836260874?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111234968836260874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111234968836260874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/04/thoughts-to-chew-on.html' title='Thoughts To Chew On'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-111224344056720356</id><published>2005-03-31T12:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T12:33:59.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Quit!</title><content type='html'>Yes I did...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After months of dragging myself to work, finally got my act together and quit the job. Do not ask why I quit, I believe it's not good to talk bad about a company, especially after you've left. [technically I've left, I just need to do 30 more days there.] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, so if you spot any vacancy for writers, let me know. I'll send my resume in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. I know it's not safe to quit before securing a new job but I can't take it anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-111224344056720356?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111224344056720356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111224344056720356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-quit.html' title='I Quit!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-111215512634347644</id><published>2005-03-30T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T12:51:18.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>indubitably!</title><content type='html'>supercalifragilisticexpialidocious&lt;br /&gt;of course, you can say it backwards, &lt;br /&gt;which is dociousaliexpilisticfragicalirupus, &lt;br /&gt;but that's going a bit too far, &lt;br /&gt;don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="-3"&gt;teehee... i heart MP&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;indubitably!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-111215512634347644?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111215512634347644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111215512634347644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/03/indubitably.html' title='indubitably!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-111215436364113622</id><published>2005-03-29T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T11:46:03.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Shake</title><content type='html'>...about 2am, in a bed not my own...&lt;br /&gt;[Phone vibrates]&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;i&gt;pulls phone from under pillow, 'silent's call without looking, goes back to the deepest slumber I've had in days&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...late morning, at work...&lt;br /&gt;Colleague: Did you feel the quake last night?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hmm... last night? Uhmm... uh, yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another shake and I slept through it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-111215436364113622?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111215436364113622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111215436364113622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/03/another-shake.html' title='Another Shake'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-111198029548225153</id><published>2005-03-28T11:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T13:05:08.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back At Work</title><content type='html'>Came back to work today. As usual my manager was being a pain, ***** said I don't sound too bad today... my manager said it's psychological, I'm only sick because I think I am (or something to that effect) *roll eyes* maybe I'll remind him next time he gets sick...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to go eat something then finish my last full hand of pills (still have the sore throat med and antibiotics to finish)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos7.flickr.com/7638770_833ebf0e60_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday has to get better from here on...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-111198029548225153?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111198029548225153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111198029548225153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/03/back-at-work.html' title='Back At Work'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748414.post-111198119558394308</id><published>2005-03-28T11:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T11:45:46.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RAoK</title><content type='html'>Helped a visually disabled Pak Cik board the bus from Masjid Jamek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked which bus he's taking and where he gets off. When it was his stop, he knew. I was surprised. How does a visually disabled person know where to stop? Do they tell by the time? Or do they listen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, today I was an eye opener. I know disabled people are usually very independent but this Pak Cik left me amazed nonetheless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748414-111198119558394308?l=chiqspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111198119558394308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748414/posts/default/111198119558394308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiqspace.blogspot.com/2005/03/raok.html' title='RAoK'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></entry></feed>
