<?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-12349702</id><updated>2011-12-11T14:25:54.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is like a box of contaminated chocolates</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>366</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-6299800407490135183</id><published>2011-12-11T14:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T14:25:54.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>Lets see what I have been up to..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MAMA 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TVXQ Fanmeet :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;keke... I have been waiting for so long to see my boys and too bad now they are only left with 2 :( But I must say, they are still pretty good..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MAMA 2011 was like the THING in sg, and we were really lucky to be able to enjoy the show!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I went to watch this movie, You're an apple of my eye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really really good movie that brought back memories of my own school days where I need to bring extra hair band to school cos of some idiot who loved to pull the band and hid it somewhere.. Then the boys taking each other shoes in beastly manner and throwing stinking eggs and floor on each other during birthdays and the best part was when the teacher had us all to clean the corridor cos of that..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stupid but memorable.. Those were the days in school.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The movie reminded the good old times when I was a student and now a grown woman, I can look back and see how I managed to enjoy yet do well for school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poor kids these days, have no life, no childhood.. I am glad iPad didnt ruin my life then&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-6299800407490135183?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/6299800407490135183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=6299800407490135183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/6299800407490135183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/6299800407490135183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2011/12/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-9199419970787364620</id><published>2011-09-07T20:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T20:30:35.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Times when my head hurts</title><content type='html'>I have never been put in such a tight spot before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My head is cracking and its hurting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decisions, decisions, decisions..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-9199419970787364620?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/9199419970787364620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=9199419970787364620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/9199419970787364620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/9199419970787364620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2011/09/times-when-my-head-hurts.html' title='Times when my head hurts'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-1990092082631985437</id><published>2011-07-16T11:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T11:58:34.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When the act of a class, strongly divided</title><content type='html'>So yesterday would have been a great day not until an idiot decided to ruin it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you think that someone with such a status, a senior consultant, she should have class, understanding when it comes to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was an understatement. With the push of the button, she couldnt work, becomes uncorporative even to fellow colleagues who decided to help her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My impression of her changed, and now I wonder why her former coordinator quit and it was all because of her. She looks nonchanlent most of the time, but harbours a black sword that snabs everyone in between including a senior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seiously, when one cant finish her work, just dont make empty promisies, I will finish it before you come back.&lt;br /&gt;Now that the latter is back, the former says, sorry I dont think I can make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making the situation already hard, the evil woman (I will call here that hereafter), decided to make it really difficult for all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So nevermind. The BOSS then decided to grit her teeth through the hour long meeting not to make things more difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the meeting, thats when the separation of class became more distinct. I happily emailed out the minutes in hope that everyone gets what they need to, to me by monday. and that evil woman reply: Thanks for the CLEARLY and WELL WRITTEN minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sacarsm insulted me although I knew it was not against me. But this shows how little class she has for a woman her calibur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She dont need to be so nasty when she dont see eye to eye with someone else who drives the whole thing. All she needs to do is be a little bit more truthful, like I really need help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The BOSS was so fed up that she swallowed everything and almost blew up after the meeting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I see why people always say, dont judge the book by its cover. She looks nonchanlent but she harbours a very very strange attitude towards everything, because it seems she is the only one right&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-1990092082631985437?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/1990092082631985437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=1990092082631985437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/1990092082631985437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/1990092082631985437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2011/07/when-act-of-class-strongly-divided.html' title='When the act of a class, strongly divided'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-5820743230085501513</id><published>2011-05-25T15:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T15:21:15.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another long awaited post</title><content type='html'>Dear blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so sorry as an incompetent owner yet again, failing to update you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for my wisdom teeth extraction and got out fine.. Well not fine fine but fine enough..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent had meat for the past few days and am feeling really dizzy at the moment bcos of the lack of iron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This shows that this owner here will never ever become a vegetarian by choice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to get some stuff cleared out, packed my things.. Quite a bit done..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun wanna go back to work!! Its wednesday and its monday I am going back, but I really dun feel like working..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This MC is like a well deserved break, that doesnt cost hahahahah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to u soon dear blog&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-5820743230085501513?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/5820743230085501513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=5820743230085501513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/5820743230085501513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/5820743230085501513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2011/05/another-long-awaited-post.html' title='Another long awaited post'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-8351855286481742238</id><published>2011-04-20T20:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T21:02:57.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For My Maternal Grandmother</title><content type='html'>It was 6.30am on Saturday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ride to the hospital was a mad rush for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandmother passed away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the age of 83, she had overcome numerous crisis, including the death of a grandchild that was not supposed to happen, a heart bypass, diabetes etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will always remember how she smelt so nice, looked so clean and pretty..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time I saw her, was unfortunately on CNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest regret I ever had, was not able to spend valuable time with her even though she was staying so near to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crematation ceremony was the hardest to bare. Seeing in front of our eyes, her coffin, pushed into the burner and turned into bones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But her bones were beautiful, with flowers on some parts and mentioned by the bone collector, due to her strict regimen of chanting Buddhist prayers everyday without fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For she maybe gone, she will always live inside our hearts as the gracious and selfless woman, who bore my mother, aunties and uncles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She survived 4 generations, a feat difficult to achieve for someone who had such a long medical history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May she be blessed and look upon us. Blessing her future generations in good health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you grandma!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-8351855286481742238?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/8351855286481742238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=8351855286481742238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/8351855286481742238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/8351855286481742238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2011/04/for-my-maternal-grandmother.html' title='For My Maternal Grandmother'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-8522466003273941373</id><published>2011-03-09T20:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T20:41:13.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From the Useless owner</title><content type='html'>Dear Blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have neglected you once again when work becomes overwhelming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many thing happened since the last post, finally meeting up with chocolate wrapper after like 6 months haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a break...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need Gmarket, but the site has been a bitch to me :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From your useless owner&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-8522466003273941373?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/8522466003273941373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=8522466003273941373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/8522466003273941373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/8522466003273941373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2011/03/from-useless-owner.html' title='From the Useless owner'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-3001204355088537622</id><published>2011-02-08T20:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T20:45:39.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I being Pissy or WHAT</title><content type='html'>Youngsters nowadays are too bloody spoilt, given too many options and have no respect for seniors..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore is now educating a bunch of inconsiderate brainless pieces of shit who think for themselves and only themselves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck is this world coming to.... Not that I am a great person, but these kids just make me speechless..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-3001204355088537622?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/3001204355088537622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=3001204355088537622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/3001204355088537622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/3001204355088537622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2011/02/am-i-being-pissy-or-what.html' title='Am I being Pissy or WHAT'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-8163417192197813952</id><published>2011-01-16T19:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T20:04:40.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry Blog...</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year to everyone first of all....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry blog, I had been neglecting you for too long..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been busy, busy with nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My severe chronic fatigue syndrome is back to haunt me yet again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, my maternal grandma is ill in the hospital.. Delusional is the only word to describe her condition.. The moment I saw her, I felt so sorry for someone her age, to be lying there, with bad oedema and hardly eating anything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old age scares me, I have to be very honest.. I dun wanna live so old.. So old till I need to go in a natural way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok anyways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always looked back for the year, seeing what I have accomplished..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010 was a great year.. I had great fun in UK and managed to go around Europe for a while.. Although it hurt my pocket, no kidding..&lt;br /&gt;I think I need to save for another 4 years minimum before I can do any drastically crazy stuff with my money..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope 2011 will turn out well, I will be able to fulfil what I wanna do this year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandma in good health and many more blessings to come..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-8163417192197813952?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/8163417192197813952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=8163417192197813952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/8163417192197813952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/8163417192197813952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2011/01/sorry-blog.html' title='Sorry Blog...'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-1715237282361426049</id><published>2010-12-18T11:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T11:24:26.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long ago...</title><content type='html'>Whao, its been ages since I last post didn't I..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a terrible break before I started working.. The insonmia sips in, and I couldnt slp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past 3 weeks I was back at work, just when I thought 3 weeks was a crazy crash course for me, everything that I ever occured in my 3 years of working life, happened in just 3 weeks.. That was how crazy it was..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the Mnet concert on the 4th, stayed at MBS, gorgeous view, and fantastic concert..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concert was very badly organised though, but the performances from the artists was well worth it (maybe we were really lucky to go in the venue really late and yet having a good view)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my pictures in Eastern Europe up on my photobucket.. I cant really be bothered putting them up here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesbo and gang are coming back on 13th next month.. Time really flies..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-1715237282361426049?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/1715237282361426049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=1715237282361426049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/1715237282361426049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/1715237282361426049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2010/12/long-ago.html' title='Long ago...'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-3181168761817414692</id><published>2010-11-12T04:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T04:15:41.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore welcomes me with open arms, by "losing" 1 luggage</title><content type='html'>Apart from the outrageously stylish way of ending my little adventure in Manchester by taking a biz class seat for free.. The beginning of Singapore was a little over the top as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, all biz class and above passengers get this "Priority" tag on the bags which means ur bags will come out first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so I checked in 2 bags, and saw the first 1 out, waited and waited and waited.. My second one didnt come out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So went to the Lost and Found counter, thinking that, ho sey, gonna get money from my insurance cos there isnt anymore flights out of Manchester or Munich that day wahahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So happy thoughts. Then just as I walked out, the lady called, "Miss LIM!!" Damn it, they found my bag -_-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There goes the insurance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well but what a way to start my day in Sg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-3181168761817414692?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/3181168761817414692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=3181168761817414692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/3181168761817414692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/3181168761817414692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2010/11/singapore-welcomes-me-with-open-arms-by.html' title='Singapore welcomes me with open arms, by &quot;losing&quot; 1 luggage'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-2558573010784497771</id><published>2010-11-08T21:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T21:38:59.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Last final post</title><content type='html'>Ok this is going to be a long winded final post out of Manchester..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been exactly 1 year and 2 months after moving into Manchester and finally I can leave this place I called home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last 2 months was a hit hectic, moving houses and touring and stuff and I appreciate that Gemma allowed me to stay at hers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as a token of appreciation, I gave her 150 pounds, to pay her bills etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so I thought she is going to use wisely with that amount of money, apparently, I am wrong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking that they money is safely tucked into the electricty bills, she managed to rack up a 500 quid bill.. Ok so fair enough, she was with the company since March and they underestimated her electricity.. So she had 200 in credit which makes the total bill to be 300..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, being extremely poor, but dressed up so nicely, she has no money to pay.. God knows where my 150 pounds went to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok nvm, she asked me for more money which I think is really out of the context.. I maybe home everyday since I moved in, and she may not be home everyday since I moved in, I dun think its fair for me to give her anymore money than I should bcos baring in mind that the bill was from March all the way and the money went up slightly since September..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So out of pity, I told her I will only spare her another 50 more and no more.. So 200 pounds should be enough right, I mean I did my part to pay for the bill and 200 is almost half of the bill which I am totally not entitiled to pay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this teaches her a HARSH lesson that savings is very important and she cant just spend every penny she has in her pocket..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a dramatic way to end my Manchester blog post..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-2558573010784497771?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/2558573010784497771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=2558573010784497771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/2558573010784497771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/2558573010784497771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2010/11/1-last-final-post.html' title='1 Last final post'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-4828285311188077824</id><published>2010-10-31T23:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T02:30:53.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking back</title><content type='html'>I decided to post a look back.. bcos realisation hit me quite hardly the past couple of weeks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was younger, I often envy people who had the opportunity to study or live abroad.. and it was only when I was 19 then I realise it could happen to me cos my sister was sent abroad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when it was my chance, everything seem so surreal to me.. It wasnt what I expected it to be.. Managing ur own finances was probably 1 of the hardest thing to do while I was there and things were extremely expensive..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I thought back about my working life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had 3 jobs so far, and I must say I am extremely lucky cos all the 3 companies I have worked with, I met really nice bosses, and colleagues..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then an impromtu decision landed me in Manchester again.. And this time round, I did my best and got the best results I ever had in my schooling history..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasnt the brightest student in school, neither was I hard working.. But the course suited me so well cos most of the results were based on assignments and not exams hah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I thought about my family (you see when u are alone, u tend to think things through hahah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a really naughty little girl.. I cant remember much when I was younger except the fact that I get canned alot.. and I detest it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who loves to be canned.. Then I rememebered me and my sister were always up on each other asses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then everything stopped.. No more canning, no more fighting with my sister..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the sudden, I grew up and out of those "childish" things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its weird how time flies and looking back at my life, I think I am really lucky, not only in school but at work and at home too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am starting every new from dec onwards, and I hope that everything will be right in more ways than others...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to my friends: U guys had been great.. I have the most diverse group of friends I think... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From people I knew from work, to primary sch mates, sec sch mates, poly mates, work mates blah blah blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-4828285311188077824?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/4828285311188077824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=4828285311188077824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/4828285311188077824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/4828285311188077824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2010/10/looking-back.html' title='Looking back'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-8698314518901462602</id><published>2010-10-24T22:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T22:43:28.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Liverpool International Airport: You must be joking</title><content type='html'>Liverpool airport, WHAT A JOKE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from the very nice name: John Lennon International Airport, there is nothing else nice inside...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, the standars is equal to our very own Budget Airport or maybe more budget than the latter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, no walkways from the aircraft to and fro: ok nvm, alot of international airports does that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then: no bus to the aircraft: Best sia, usually if there is no walkway, there is always a bus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortuately, the airport is so small, you walk into the terminal urself upon alighting from the plane..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have been to the budget airport you will have something similar in mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOWEVER, the gates of the budget airport is literally at the footstep of the plane, while for this pathetic INTERNATIONAL airport, the plane is packed probably about 200m away from the main terminal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best thing of all, when u enter the terminal, its the queue to the passport control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit or what&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-8698314518901462602?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/8698314518901462602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=8698314518901462602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/8698314518901462602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/8698314518901462602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2010/10/liverpool-international-airport-you.html' title='Liverpool International Airport: You must be joking'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-6854528441583459510</id><published>2010-10-22T19:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T02:22:11.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just when I thought</title><content type='html'>Dun get me wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still in the middle of my tour..&lt;br /&gt;Last stop Krakow.. The gang went off to a Jewish concentration camp just outside of Krakow leaving me alone exploring the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past 2 weeks had been fun. And just when I thought that I have visited 5 countries so that I can have them strike off my list of places to visit, I am so wrong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prague was the only place on my "wishlist" and the rest came cos they are so close to each other..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little update here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prague&lt;br /&gt;One of the places with a fantastic night view from any bridge.. Food was relatively cheap, HOWEVER, alot of +++.. So if see judge from the menu, the price u often need to pay is about 20% higher which makes it really expensive.. I spent like 150 pounds there alone!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vienna&lt;br /&gt;4 hours train ride and we reached Vienna... The city was normal, alot of historical buildings and if you are not interested to explore museums and such, dun go there alone, you will be bored to death.. Surprisingly, food is relatively cheap and the place looks big on the metro was actually pretty walkable, but of cos, we got out 24hours metro tickets..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to a piano concerto which was a small one, but a great experience! Cant wait to watch a whole orchestra performing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This place also left me a vivid if not I wanna kill myself memory...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See I almost forget my dearest Buddha statue at Prague and karma happened almost immediately. The almost 500 pictures I took of Prague and Vienna were gone, cos of my itchy fingers.. Lucky for me, I wasnt a solo traveller so I had friends who has the pictures.. If not I think I will really need to buy another air tix and go again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bratislava&lt;br /&gt;Only 1 word to describe this place, DEAD! This capital city of Slovakia is only 1 hour on the bus from Vienna, and yet a whole contrasting difference. Vienna is crowded, with alot of tourist while Bratislava looks like it didnt change a bit since the 1970s, looking colourless and lifeless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though this place was boring, the beer is FUCKING CHEAP!!!. 1 Euro for a pint, bring it on man!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the food is gooooddddd!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Budapest&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed the most here! This place is gorgeous beyond description!! Only people who had visited this place knows exactly what I am saying..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place is separated between Buda and Pest, with Buda being on the higher ground.. The view from Buda is magnificent!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hungarian wine was also #1 on our list! The brand, Tokaji, probably has the best wine I have ever tasted.. The dry white and the sweet white wine are really good, so hopefully Sg has it so that I can introduce the wine to everyone!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something funny happened here as well..&lt;br /&gt;We saw a group of Serbian boys at the Buda castle, and they approached us to take pictures with them (we thought was for them, but they insisted they wanted to be with us)..&lt;br /&gt;Ok so fine, I jokingly told them that we are "superstars" duhhh of cos thats not true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I was alone for a while, and they approached me again, this time wanting to take pictures with me?!?! Seems like these boys havent seen many chinese or even seen any chinese before in their home land.. But anyways, it was quite funny..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Krakow&lt;br /&gt;Sad, this place is SHIT!!! Cos 1, I was ill, 2, people over rated this place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are relatively cheap BUT, the people here ARE SO UNFRIENDLY!! Not just to tourist but to their own people as well.. The city has no smile at all, and I hardly see anyone smiling even in the service industry, which kinda reminded me Sg shitty service....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies and Gents: Pictures will only be uploaded in 2 weeks time when I am back in Sg, till then.. Stay healthy!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-6854528441583459510?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/6854528441583459510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=6854528441583459510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/6854528441583459510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/6854528441583459510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2010/10/just-when-i-thought.html' title='Just when I thought'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-1675123454600630208</id><published>2010-09-29T20:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T20:22:46.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is she scary or what?</title><content type='html'>Ok here is a story about a overly obsessive girlfriend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gemma is probably not the prettiest girl on earth, but she is 1 of the smartest and most determined person I have ever met..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since meeting her bf on an internet dating site, she confessed that she is in love with him, and same goes to him, confessing his love her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok fine, happy story right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facebook is seriously a MF site that is giving me a headache..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, Gemma, randomly found out that a girl named Anna was her bf's ex..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she decided to "stalk" her down to see what she is like, which is fine, cos you are interested to know what kind of ex-es ur bf is having..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It went a little over the top, when she started "stalking" her bf on fb, looking at his page constantly, seeing what is going on and who commented... looking at the profiles of people commenting on it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It went on probably since she knew the Anna girl existed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I buay tahan, I told her yesterday, you know that u are like stalking him right?&lt;br /&gt;She was like, yeah.. But I cant help it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, I will go crazy if my partner does that on me... and bless this guy who only has like what 55 friends??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cyber stalking is really scary, and she is scaring me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Gemma I know has lost her confidence bcos she is too in love with this guy who seems great..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean he is a good guy, but he is not the only good guy on Earth that all girls he has as friends are going head over heels for him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is so obsessed with this guy and I hope this guy doesnt find out soon, if not, its, goodbye Gemma...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-1675123454600630208?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/1675123454600630208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=1675123454600630208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/1675123454600630208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/1675123454600630208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2010/09/is-she-scary-or-what.html' title='Is she scary or what?'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-3206389546642503656</id><published>2010-09-18T16:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T17:04:54.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dun Misunderstand</title><content type='html'>Ok this is random..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just talking to Gemma about money and stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See when I say I am broke, it means that my UK bank account is really broke.. But I will still manage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when Gemma says that she is broke, she is really broke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I get why she is always &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BROKE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;See&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she is out with a date with her bf, new clothes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every new clothing needs a new pair of shoes and some accessories..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok fine.. But when u have no money, you probably wont wanna spend 40 pounds minimum to dress up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her cupboard is so full until the door cannot be closed. And yet, everytime, new things will "enter" her cupboard "mysteriously"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is earning money and not as if earning little money.. 1100 pounds for a student is ALOT of money.. If I have that kind of money, I dun think I will be broke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this reminded me of my friend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A sterotypical AH LIAN who when I first mentioned about me studying in Manchester now automatically thinks that ang mos are rich..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;U guys have no bloody idea how poor they are! First they dun earn alot, the tax is rubbish and worse thing of all, they spend every single penny they have..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder this country is getting from bad to worse and even their own citizens are worried about the future..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-3206389546642503656?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/3206389546642503656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=3206389546642503656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/3206389546642503656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/3206389546642503656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2010/09/dun-misunderstand.html' title='Dun Misunderstand'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-8792289524855789161</id><published>2010-09-14T17:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T17:32:10.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Put the record on and hit replay!</title><content type='html'>Since living with Gemma, I realise that these people (the english to be precise) had to repeat everyday single day about what they do over the weekend or day to everyone who called them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok cos maybe I heard it WAYYYYY to many times, but she even put it on repeat mode on me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its fine that you wanna share stories about your new love adventure, but I seriously dun understand the need to tell everyone the nitty gritty details about everything you did, eg: He made you tea in a teapot, He made you dinner, He did this and he did that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pity her in a way that she needs to repeat whatever she is saying it on repeat mode, again and again, god knows how many times a day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long winded indeed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-8792289524855789161?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/8792289524855789161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=8792289524855789161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/8792289524855789161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/8792289524855789161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2010/09/put-record-on-and-hit-replay.html' title='Put the record on and hit replay!'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-3578501173389833864</id><published>2010-09-03T23:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T23:54:20.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Third Wheel</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I just feel that I am a back-up plan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anything goes wrong, you will always have me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one day, the table will turn, and it will be your turn..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-3578501173389833864?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/3578501173389833864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=3578501173389833864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/3578501173389833864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/3578501173389833864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2010/09/your-third-wheel.html' title='Your Third Wheel'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-7256306905023346534</id><published>2010-09-02T05:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T05:38:58.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its finally MINE!!</title><content type='html'>Ok so.. Health scare over.. time to spend money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant imagine parting 2460 POUNDS for a bag to be honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Mummy dearest decided to be very generous to part her money for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of cos I gladly take the offer hahahahahah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Bags/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_3662.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Bags/IMG_3662.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Bags/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_3664.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Bags/IMG_3664.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this week is the start of things new..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. finally everything is over.. Thesis to be handed in soon, so is my poster presentation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A NEW BAG when I am fucking broke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Try to book a weekend getaway to Paris if possible... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-7256306905023346534?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/7256306905023346534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=7256306905023346534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/7256306905023346534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/7256306905023346534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-finally-mine.html' title='Its finally MINE!!'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Bags/th_IMG_3662.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-117099510230559740</id><published>2010-08-28T19:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T19:41:25.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am depressed</title><content type='html'>Officially in depression&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Was here with my face pimples free, now I am going back with my face pimpled!!!!!! No remedy here to cure it, so gonna wait to visit my dermatologist back at home (again)&lt;br /&gt;2. Sg so fucking HAPPENING!!! Big Bang in SG, who would have thought so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I should be happy cos I have finished everything&lt;br /&gt;But I am depressed, really depressed...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-117099510230559740?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/117099510230559740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=117099510230559740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/117099510230559740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/117099510230559740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-am-depressed.html' title='I am depressed'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-3699475887043102998</id><published>2010-08-17T20:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T20:11:32.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another drama down</title><content type='html'>Everyone knows I am a drama addict..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am really sick of the same old plot of korean dramas over and over again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished watching Bad Guy, and REALLY WANNA introduce everyone to this drama..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I watched it was becos of him, Kim Jae Wook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/kim%20jae%20wook" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 462px; HEIGHT: 348px" border="0" alt="kjw Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i871.photobucket.com/albums/ab275/kujira217/kim%20jae%20wook/KimJaeWook86.jpg" width="462" height="451" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not the typical pretty boys that I always root for, but this guy is an extremely popular model before he turned into an actor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He acted in Coffee Prince as the disraught Waffle Boy and in Antique as a fucking hilarious gay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His androgynous image was changed in the new drama where he plays this rich brat who was yearning for attention..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok cliche but not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drama unfolds around the characters, all BAD in their own ways.. Some wants revenge, some wants to marry a rich man, some wants to have an affair, and ultimately who exactly is the Bad Guy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So normal Kdrama often unfolds in the lead cast, but this was very different as every character is bad in their own ways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hated the ending though, as one of the leading guys, Kim Nam Gil was off to the army unexpectedly and the ending was really done in a hurry as it wasnt perfect as people wanted it to be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the drama kept me going and going as the mystery unfolds..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recommend this drama, not bcos of Kim Jae Wook though I really hate his hair in there, but bcos its a suspense all together.. That I "hated" every character in their own ways..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-3699475887043102998?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/3699475887043102998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=3699475887043102998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/3699475887043102998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/3699475887043102998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2010/08/another-drama-down.html' title='Another drama down'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i871.photobucket.com/albums/ab275/kujira217/kim%20jae%20wook/th_KimJaeWook86.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-8889368884772685576</id><published>2010-08-16T19:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T04:30:23.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jackpot or what</title><content type='html'>So I was contemplating to return to Sg earlier due to several reasons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My stupid friends cannot make up their mind&lt;br /&gt;2. My mum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so actually, I did an ungrade using only 35ooo miles for a Biz seat.. So I was thinking of changing dates to earlier since I have some reasons to now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just called the airline, and I realised that they upgraded my seat using only 35000 miles when it was suppose to be 90000.. opps they realised it was their own fault so they forgot about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, if I wanna change my flights, I will have to either retain my upgrade by topping up the extra miles, or downgrade it to economy and give up 50USD (WTF)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I dun see the point of upgrading my tixs, neither downgrading my tixs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So nvm, I shall rot in Manchester until Nov..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-8889368884772685576?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/8889368884772685576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=8889368884772685576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/8889368884772685576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/8889368884772685576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2010/08/jackpot-or-what.html' title='Jackpot or what'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-2670457509926726105</id><published>2010-08-13T19:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T19:42:27.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lesbians At War</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/fighting" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 442px; HEIGHT: 265px" border="0" alt="cute Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i292.photobucket.com/albums/mm9/bluesemotion/fighting-catsScott.jpg" width="442" height="451" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever Miss V tells me her stories about her partners, I cant help but laugh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often dramatic, with jealousy, words coming out of each other's mouth that probably doesnt mean anything but anger..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lesbian war!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Miss V met B at this facebook page, ok went off well, and started seeing each other more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their first real argument happened slightly over 2 weeks ago about ASDA shopping bags.. YES sound silly but it was over some shopping bags..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss V wanted to lighten B's load so offered to help B to carry some bags... But smart B with a fucking crude mouth said: Ah so now u are trying to be egoistic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss V got pissed off (well she has menses la, so most likely from PMS effect)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so anyways, B was pissed over at a remark that B claimed didnt mean anything and Miss V was pissed becos she was having hormonal imbalance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problem solved shortly later but not the end of the many problems..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss V had beening staying over at B's for couple of days, waiting like a lonely wife waiting for her husband.. Thinking at Tues, B is gonna get an off day, Miss V waited for her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But B has to fucking go out with her friends with inviting the lonely Miss V who waitied for her!! So Miss V got pissed off (again), and went to Jian (a mutual friend of ours)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So B was really worried, cos she couldnt get in touch with Miss V (her hp was dead). and decided to be smart, and started calling all Miss V's friends whom she has the no, Jian, Sarah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss V decided to be "smart" and told them to tell her that she is at home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B went to Miss V place, only to found out that she had been lied to, bcos Miss V was all along with Jian..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lagi pissed off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long story short, I pissed you pissed, everybody is pissed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing will work out if u are pissed off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the lesbians are offically at war..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-2670457509926726105?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/2670457509926726105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=2670457509926726105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/2670457509926726105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/2670457509926726105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2010/08/lesbians-at-war.html' title='Lesbians At War'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-3811265327283660162</id><published>2010-08-11T20:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T20:24:26.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Procrastinate</title><content type='html'>No no no, I am not being lazy or what..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes, one productivity hails at a time where there is just no inspiration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funniest thing was, I woke up yesterday, at 12am, thinking about my poster and actually tossing and turning in bed with my poster presentation outline in my head..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then woke up to write them down before I forgot all about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life as a student writing thesis and such, sometimes I really wonder why I put myself through all these rubbish..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well maybe time will tell..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the mean time, I am just going to rest and relax abit cos I FINISH MY THESIS!!!! YEAH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-3811265327283660162?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/3811265327283660162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=3811265327283660162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/3811265327283660162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/3811265327283660162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-procrastinate.html' title='I Procrastinate'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-5551947482640994636</id><published>2010-08-01T20:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T21:15:09.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Money comes with true colours</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/money%20stacks" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 155px; HEIGHT: 197px" border="0" alt="money stacks Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u121/arandall23/money_stacks.jpg" width="269" height="117" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money indeed is the root of all evil and best of all, the root of arguments..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So recently a small incident happened to my friends back at home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sometimes in life, you need to prioritise especially when you are short of money..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Borrowing money may be an option, but will you return it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Will you turn ur head away when someone asked you for the money back and when someone who lent you money before is in great debt, will you help them like they had helped you??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most humans will not, not in the value of money becos, money is "too important"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this girl is absolutely BROKE, like fucking BROKE, no money, no job.. And yet, my friends bought some kind of concert tix that was worth 100 bucks.. And she didnt tell anyone about her situation, that she has no money..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;See, if you have no money, you should ALWAYS tell people about ur situation and not SELFISHLY waiting for people to ask you to PAY and then COME TO LIGHT about the fucking situation!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What made my blood boiled is that she is not even close to us!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know its a once in a lifetime chance for you to SEE or WATCH your idol, but for fuck sake, YOU CANT JUST EXPECT PEOPLE TO PAY FOR YOU and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THEN TELL THEM THE TRUTH about the whole situation which is TOO LATE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If time turns around, if you told them the truth beforehand, the situation wouldnt turn so ugly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because of your own selfishness, you make people realise what kind of person you are..&lt;/strong&gt; And the whole situation is no longer about money but principles, your principles as a person..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this makes you realise that, when you have no money, luxuries like watching concert and no longer an option, even if that person is someone you MUST watch before you die..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And please, I dont CARE HOW YOU ARE GOING TO SCRUMBLE YOU LIFE WITHOUT FOOD OR WHATVER, please return back the money, if not, DUN GO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of Rant&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-5551947482640994636?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/5551947482640994636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=5551947482640994636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/5551947482640994636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/5551947482640994636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2010/08/money-comes-with-true-colours.html' title='Money comes with true colours'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-4784347437947129437</id><published>2010-07-30T00:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T00:18:40.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A catastrophic wrong decision</title><content type='html'>Sometimes its funny how one wrong decision can lead to a series of events that ended up you not winning it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you thought about how this one decision affect others? The morale of people and your so call principles of life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have decided to make that decision, then I will congratulate you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the downfall to welcome your nothing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-4784347437947129437?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/4784347437947129437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=4784347437947129437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/4784347437947129437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/4784347437947129437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2010/07/catastrophic-wrong-decision.html' title='A catastrophic wrong decision'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-1743636295480080586</id><published>2010-07-24T19:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T22:19:32.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Bath and Horrid London</title><content type='html'>So, I just came back from my London and Bath trip with Shu Zhen and it was really fun :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking a train to London takes about 2 hours from Manchester so it was not too bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at how horrible the Tube is, Narrow to the MAX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%20and%20Bath/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_3567.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%20and%20Bath/IMG_3567.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bath was really scenic with lots of old Roman buildings that was preserved and the visit to Roman Bath was more than words can describe but you will start to wonder how did people actually build this thing.. However, the weather once again was a major disappointment!! Lucky for us, we were able to see lots of stuff before it started raining heavily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%20and%20Bath/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_3570.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%20and%20Bath/IMG_3570.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%20and%20Bath/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_3575.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%20and%20Bath/IMG_3575.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well second day we started late into London.. Nice weather and not sunny so it was great to walk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took the london bus, and guess what! The bus was driven by a REALLY REALLY CUTE EYE CANDY!!! We tried to take pictures of him but FAILED!!! But he looks a little like Andy Roddick, the tennis player just without the weird nose.. I literally jumped when I saw him and was like, WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS HANDSOME GUY DRIVING A BUS????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok nvm.. SO we went to Harrods look around and walk around.. And went into Chanel, major mistake.. The bags there are at least 500SGD cheaper even without tax rebate and best thing of all, I actually overestimated with the exchange rate of 2.3 instead of the current 2.1 and its still so god darn cheap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Selfriges &amp;amp; Co.. it was at least 5 times bigger than the one in MANC!!! But didnt buy anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Primark: OMFG! If I thought Primark in MANC was bad, this was horrid!! Its so crowded that u can hardly walk and they need like 22 cashier counters open at some areas to clear the massive traffic of queueing!! CRAZY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok not forgetting the famous, Baywaters' Duck.. YUMMMMYYYYYYY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on the tube, guess what we saw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A young man, around 20 maybe was carrying some clutches, carrying not holding.. Walking into the station nonchalently..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekali, the moment the train comes, he started holding onto the clutches as if he was really crippled.. Motive: To get a SEAT ON THE TUBE!! Shame on him, going so far just to get a seat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok picture time: I have only the Bath ones cos I forgot to charge my camera.. OOPZZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Official symbol of Bath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%20and%20Bath/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_3572.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%20and%20Bath/IMG_3572.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%20and%20Bath/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_3579.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%20and%20Bath/IMG_3579.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No not OUR PUMP ROOM in Clarke Quay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%20and%20Bath/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_3581.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%20and%20Bath/IMG_3581.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The water: Speechless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%20and%20Bath/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_3583.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%20and%20Bath/IMG_3583.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%20and%20Bath/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_3595.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%20and%20Bath/IMG_3595.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%20and%20Bath/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_3604.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%20and%20Bath/IMG_3604.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This cute little garget was our guide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%20and%20Bath/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_3606.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%20and%20Bath/IMG_3606.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even this child appreciates the history&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%20and%20Bath/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_3607.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%20and%20Bath/IMG_3607.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-1743636295480080586?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/1743636295480080586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=1743636295480080586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/1743636295480080586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/1743636295480080586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2010/07/beautiful-bath-and-horrid-london.html' title='Beautiful Bath and Horrid London'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%20and%20Bath/th_IMG_3567.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-6627673759235279959</id><published>2010-07-18T20:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T21:11:44.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is back from the lovely Edinburgh</title><content type='html'>I have nothing much to say about this city but it embraces both old and new architecture like no other city has..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has probably one of the most museums of different themes. We went to the childhood one which was really good as we get to re-live what we had during our younger days.. And ironically, the museum was opened by someone who hates children hah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An expensive place to live in but if you are interested in history, this is one place highly recommended but one bad news was, the apartment we were staying was next to this graveyard of a famous poet.. Well I mean I am not pang tang, but that stupid Vivian kept saying those things in front of the dismissed.. I should have just shot her in the mouth to be honest..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another place strike off from my must-go.. Here are the pictures....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Edinburgh%2014th%20to%2015th%20July/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3337.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Edinburgh%2014th%20to%2015th%20July/IMG_3337.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Edinburgh%2014th%20to%2015th%20July/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3349.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Edinburgh%2014th%20to%2015th%20July/IMG_3349.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Edinburgh%2014th%20to%2015th%20July/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3360.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Edinburgh%2014th%20to%2015th%20July/IMG_3360.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Edinburgh%2014th%20to%2015th%20July/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3361.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Edinburgh%2014th%20to%2015th%20July/IMG_3361.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rows of pubs.. Should have stayed near that place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Edinburgh%2014th%20to%2015th%20July/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3363.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Edinburgh%2014th%20to%2015th%20July/IMG_3363.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope the clothes inside this shop is not ORH beat hah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Edinburgh%2014th%20to%2015th%20July/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3407.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Edinburgh%2014th%20to%2015th%20July/IMG_3407.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No WAY I am going to trek up there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Edinburgh%2014th%20to%2015th%20July/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3419.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Edinburgh%2014th%20to%2015th%20July/IMG_3419.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their parliament building&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Edinburgh%2014th%20to%2015th%20July/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3424.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Edinburgh%2014th%20to%2015th%20July/IMG_3424.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Edinburgh%2014th%20to%2015th%20July/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3436.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Edinburgh%2014th%20to%2015th%20July/IMG_3436.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Edinburgh%2014th%20to%2015th%20July/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3498.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Edinburgh%2014th%20to%2015th%20July/IMG_3498.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Edinburgh%2014th%20to%2015th%20July/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3540.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Edinburgh%2014th%20to%2015th%20July/IMG_3540.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scotland is well known for their Scotch Whiskey... Here is one in a chemical bottle, how cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Edinburgh%2014th%20to%2015th%20July/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3553.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Edinburgh%2014th%20to%2015th%20July/IMG_3553.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-6627673759235279959?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/6627673759235279959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=6627673759235279959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/6627673759235279959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/6627673759235279959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2010/07/is-back-from-lovely-edinburgh.html' title='Is back from the lovely Edinburgh'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Edinburgh%2014th%20to%2015th%20July/th_IMG_3337.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-3387461475700777772</id><published>2010-07-13T23:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T23:56:53.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is my little space intruded?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Random/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Claustrophobic-BW.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Random/Claustrophobic-BW.jpg" width="333" height="319" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that this space has welcome some of the unwelcomed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot speak nor say anything without doubts in my head: Who has read it, or who is going to read it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have alot of things to say, to share and to bitch about, but I have to be very careful, bcos these posts are often not words of wisdom, but rather intriguing thoughts from my brain cells..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find certain situation that I cannot speak as freely as I wanted to as this page here is being read by a lot of people I know from different directions and walks of life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope that one day, I will not regret anything that is being posted up here.. Bcos I know these writings are just ways for me to communicate with the world outside..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To end this post, I just wanna say:&lt;br /&gt;I hope oneday, you will know that my heart, brain and whatever u can find in me has left a long long long time ago.. I think I will regret it in future, but for the time being, I will just go with it, go with the promise I told you not so long ago...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-3387461475700777772?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/3387461475700777772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=3387461475700777772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/3387461475700777772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/3387461475700777772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2010/07/is-my-little-space-intruded.html' title='Is my little space intruded?'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Random/th_Claustrophobic-BW.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-6323184137342106960</id><published>2010-07-09T21:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T21:09:48.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just need to rant</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I just feel that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; talk too much for your own good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; have invaded my privacy between me and my other friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DON'T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; see the need of inviting you to every outing me and my other friends have simply bcos, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; talk too much for your own good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People see you as easy going, but I simply see you as very kaypoh.. It may sound harsh, but sometimes, when &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; talk, you never regard anyone's feelings and just say the things you know, which may in turn be things that I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DONT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; want anyone to know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; have been a great friend I must admit, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I just dont see the need of you trying to meet all my friends just simply bcos I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DONT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; want &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to blunt out something inappropriate all the time like you always does..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DONT HATE YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I really dont.. But sometimes, I just feel that if you could &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SHUT UP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, my life would be so much better, I can have the peace with my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OTHER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; friends and my own privacy whenever I want too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is absolutely &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NO NEED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of all my friends to meet &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; even if &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; want to meet them, bcos I never ask, not even a single time, when ur friends are around, that I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WANT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;to meet them and I never speak inappropriately about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, maybe bcos everyone knows about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YOUR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; so private life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOT YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, so please give me some private space that I need between myself and other friends, cos sometimes, your presence is just plain embarassing!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-6323184137342106960?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/6323184137342106960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=6323184137342106960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/6323184137342106960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/6323184137342106960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-just-need-to-rant.html' title='I just need to rant'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-3771282920989792670</id><published>2010-07-07T17:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T18:03:46.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls: Always letting your emotions ruin your life!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, was at Sarah's.. She is leaving for Brisbane tmr, so we had a small little meetup just the 2 of us, Gemma is busy suntanning in Egypt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so, Heather, Sarah's friend, suggested that they will meet up for a good meal on Wed, as part of a farewell..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so yesterday, Heather texted Sarah, saying that she cannot afford to go, cos of monetary issues.. Ok so fine, Sarah suggested them to meet after dinner (They were going to go on a double date with Heather and her bf Pete, and Sarah and this guy Will)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so long sotry short..&lt;br /&gt;Heather and Pete stays in Disbury, which is about 30 minutes from us and on many occassions, had cancelled meetings with Sarah and "forced" Sarah to meet in Disbury..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok since Sarah is a nice girl, so she decided, its alright to meet in Disbury.. However this time is different..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, this is suppose to be a farewell for Sarah and Heather had it planned ages ago (Yes she planned it, and ruin it).. and now, cos of money (which is understanable), they decided that they want Sarah to go to Disbury to meet them instead of having a nice meal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok as Sarah's friend, I think that its very inconsiderate for them to suggest Sarah to go down to Disbury knowing that its not near her place and she needs to fly off on Thursday, another point, Sarah got so upset becos they were texting each other (times like that, texting is just going to misunderstand each other further), balling her eyes out,  cos she felt awful for rejecting Heather..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this Heather turned off her phone and her bf texted Sarah: Heather is very upset now cos of this issue, if u are not going to meet as at Disbury, then this is goodbye, I hope you have a safe trip..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, telling Sarah, to FUCK OFF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok men, are often very insensitive when things like that happen but cant you be a bit nicer by calling Sarah and explain the whole situation..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that drama went on for the entire night and finally was settled with Heather calling Sarah.. So they agreed to meet for drinks in town instead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story:&lt;br /&gt;I dunno what do u guys think, but to me, its seems like this doesnt happen to us, maybe bcos SG is small and we always compromise each other by meeting in town, which is the easiest way.. and maybe in SG, food is cheap as compared to UK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I seriously dun understand what this Heather is thinking, by turning off her phone.. To me that is really rude and even if it does mean u are upset, I dun see the point of turning your phone off and thinking that Sarah is going to make another exception..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though in the end it was a happy ending, to me, Heather and Pete are extremely inconsiderate.. and even if they are nice people, I probably wouldnt want to be friends with them after this "come to Disbury instead" thing happen more than once..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selfish!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And plus, I will never, EVER cry over such small issue!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-3771282920989792670?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/3771282920989792670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=3771282920989792670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/3771282920989792670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/3771282920989792670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2010/07/girls-always-letting-your-emotions-ruin.html' title='Girls: Always letting your emotions ruin your life!'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-2360543925590213312</id><published>2010-07-01T21:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T21:28:51.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For the first time</title><content type='html'>The moment I open my letter with my results&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to jump for joy~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time in my life, my results were beyond expectation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only got a high merit of 67, and the rest are 70s and 80s, which means I have all distinction expect for 1 (kinda expected that one, cos I struggled with it to be honest)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so so so so HAPPY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motivated to do better for my project!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-2360543925590213312?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/2360543925590213312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=2360543925590213312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/2360543925590213312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/2360543925590213312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2010/07/for-first-time.html' title='For the first time'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-501196081860702068</id><published>2010-06-27T17:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T17:34:35.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are u seriously STUPID or what??</title><content type='html'>Ok early in the morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate it when in the morning some idiot just spoil my day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left my laptop on throughout the night and this guy friend of my came talking to me.. Ok normal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I talked to him back on MSN after I woke up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next thing I knew.. THE STUPIDEST CONVERSATION EVER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was telling me about the flood in Singapore.. And I told him, yeah I know how bad it was..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what he said next..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Stupid Idiot says:&lt;br /&gt;u mean ur there ar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are u really stupid or trying to humour me.. KNN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate talking to ppl with interlectual disability..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-501196081860702068?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/501196081860702068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=501196081860702068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/501196081860702068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/501196081860702068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2010/06/are-u-seriously-stupid-or-what.html' title='Are u seriously STUPID or what??'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-1402786832197480305</id><published>2010-06-23T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T19:08:21.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am jealous</title><content type='html'>I am jealous that my friends back at home are "star" gazing while I am here stuck to my lap top everyday watching the world cup..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see DooJoon!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-1402786832197480305?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/1402786832197480305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=1402786832197480305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/1402786832197480305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/1402786832197480305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-am-jealous.html' title='I am jealous'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-7404663932794924121</id><published>2010-06-11T04:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T18:30:58.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alton Towers: Theme Park with a BANG!</title><content type='html'>Ok yesterday was a weird day for a farewell but who cares!&lt;br /&gt;As long as we have fun right!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theme parks in Uk, who would have thought of going to one when u are here, but Vivian did, buy 2 for 1 as well, so we took the opportunity to go weehhee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Alton%20Towers%202010/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3308.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Alton%20Towers%202010/IMG_3308.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Alton%20Towers%202010/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3273.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Alton%20Towers%202010/IMG_3273.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Alton%20Towers%202010/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3276.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Alton%20Towers%202010/IMG_3276.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Alton%20Towers%202010/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3287.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Alton%20Towers%202010/IMG_3287.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Sarah, lesbian tied her up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 rides for us in 6 hours, to be honest, everything was fine by the queuing part is SHIT, we literally waiting for about an hour for one of the rides but it was worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How good is this theme park, i will give it 4 thumbs up out of 5. Its bigger than Everland, simplier than Disneyland, and its just lots of thrills.. So here are a bit of summary of the 5 rides&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First ride: Nemesis: nauseating&lt;br /&gt;Ok this ride, was good to kick off, cos when u alight, u will feel giddy! and by the time u walk to the second ride, you are all set to go!&lt;br /&gt;I had something like that before in Everland, but this was way SHORTER, but the turns and all that shit are worse than the one in Everland.. The no support on the bottom of ur feet, makes u feel insecure, but bcos its going so fast, you probably cant remember anything but feeling nausea when u stand on ur 2 feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second Ride: Air: interesting&lt;br /&gt;Feel like flying like how superman did, try this.. This is in a position where sit but tlit in a 90 degrees manner so that u face the ground, it was cool but not very exciting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third Ride: Supersonic Spinball: Unexpected&lt;br /&gt;Ok this one is really dangerous cos there is minimal safety harness and half of ur body is bloody exposed and its outdoor. Best thing of all the coaster has a movable upper body so when the coaster moves, u dunno whether u are going to be backward or a forward direction.. Fun and me and Vivian laughed the whole ride through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Alton%20Towers%202010/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3272.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Alton%20Towers%202010/IMG_3272.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spinball, innocent on the outside, lethal when u sit on it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Alton%20Towers%202010/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3292.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Alton%20Towers%202010/IMG_3292.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forth Ride: Oblivion: SHORT BUT FUCKING HELL RIDE&lt;br /&gt;Hellish is the word! The ride is probably 10s, but its the WORST 10 s of ur life.. It tlit the seat to a 90 degrees angle and hold for a few seconds before it plunges down, scary but not as bad as the those that lift u up and drop u down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Alton%20Towers%202010/?action=view&amp;amp;current=oblivion.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Alton%20Towers%202010/oblivion.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link to the video: http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Alton%20Towers%202010/?action=view¤t=MVI_3293.mp4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifth Ride: Thirteen: ALL INTO 1 (was holding onto Lesbian's hand the WHOLE RIDE THROUGH!!!)&lt;br /&gt;This one ride is memorable!!! Why cos 1. we waited for a least an hour to ride this shit&lt;br /&gt;2. we didnt know what to expect cos it was new&lt;br /&gt;3. it was everything into 1 (that probably explains it all)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Alton%20Towers%202010/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3296.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Alton%20Towers%202010/IMG_3296.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i really had a lot of fun and one of our friends ended up like this, in the car haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Alton%20Towers%202010/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3307.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Alton%20Towers%202010/IMG_3307.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-7404663932794924121?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/7404663932794924121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=7404663932794924121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/7404663932794924121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/7404663932794924121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2010/06/alton-towers-theme-park-with-bang.html' title='Alton Towers: Theme Park with a BANG!'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Alton%20Towers%202010/th_IMG_3308.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-650180915537791053</id><published>2010-06-05T02:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T02:50:00.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For the love of food :))))</title><content type='html'>Everyone knows how I love food, that is one god darn reason why I cant bloody loss WEIGHT!! which is bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I had some soba noodles left over from my attempt to make Ramen (which is quite okay but it didnt turn out the way I wanted it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok anyways I made this simple salad with green soba noodles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Curry%20Mile/Food%20I%20cook/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3228.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Curry%20Mile/Food%20I%20cook/IMG_3228.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is dried seaweed, soak them in cold water for a while until the "blossom" into seaweed, you get what I mean haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Curry%20Mile/Food%20I%20cook/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3227.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Curry%20Mile/Food%20I%20cook/IMG_3227.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a big mixing bowl, I added half a lemon, one cut shallot, a tablespoon of soya sauce, some sesame oil, pepper and also cut chillies.. mixed them up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Curry%20Mile/Food%20I%20cook/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3230.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Curry%20Mile/Food%20I%20cook/IMG_3230.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pork was some left over I had in my fridge, so I warmed it up and added into the mix together with some boil beansprout&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Curry%20Mile/Food%20I%20cook/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3233.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Curry%20Mile/Food%20I%20cook/IMG_3233.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the noodles are cooked and added into the mix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Curry%20Mile/Food%20I%20cook/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3237.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Curry%20Mile/Food%20I%20cook/IMG_3237.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix well and ready to serve. Best cold!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Curry%20Mile/Food%20I%20cook/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3239.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Curry%20Mile/Food%20I%20cook/IMG_3239.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turned out quite well cos I left it in the fridge for a while before serving myself a portion..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-650180915537791053?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/650180915537791053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=650180915537791053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/650180915537791053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/650180915537791053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2010/06/for-love-of-food.html' title='For the love of food :))))'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-6321054582416071857</id><published>2010-06-03T05:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T05:18:31.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That was so close yet so far</title><content type='html'>Many have heard the gunman rampage in Lake District UK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went there before, it was Gemma's hometown..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice little countryside with a different view from the metropolitan city of Manchester has to offer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He killed 12 and just before I knew the news, my sister told me about this gang of robbers who murdered one and injuried many just to rob them off their money..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is this world coming into, I worry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a blessing that Gemma's family were safe and I feel so sorry for those who were killed in such a way.. Seldom seen in UK, since firearms are restricted unlike America, but this murder rampage clearly shocked the world of UK, in which the last rampage was in 1996..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bless these innocent people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-6321054582416071857?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/6321054582416071857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=6321054582416071857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/6321054582416071857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/6321054582416071857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2010/06/that-was-so-close-yet-so-far.html' title='That was so close yet so far'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-4963368877990485913</id><published>2010-06-01T20:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T20:06:09.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No brains!</title><content type='html'>These people are really brainless..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For fuck sake, if ur favorite idol is in SG for a holiday or so call unofficial visit, just leave them alone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stalking them will only make Singapore look really really bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If its an official visit, so be it, stalk them all you want and if the idols turn nasty, then its their fault, since they should expect things like that to happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if they are here with their family for a holiday, go ahead and ask them for pictures and signature but they have their rights to reject you, cos its not an official visit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please they are humans too, if they go back to their home country pissed off about Singaporeans, let alone unofficial visit, they probably wont even want to visit our sunny shore for official visits..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These stupid people.. please use some brains and "promote" our tourism industry and not "demote" Singaporeans!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-4963368877990485913?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/4963368877990485913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=4963368877990485913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/4963368877990485913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/4963368877990485913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2010/06/no-brains.html' title='No brains!'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-8501213103516947409</id><published>2010-05-31T20:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T20:36:03.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whats wrong with having so many people with none able to sing</title><content type='html'>Ok random rants&lt;br /&gt;was watching Dream Concert halfway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok this boy group, ZE:A, to be honest, if you have so many members, the live version shouldnt be so disaterous since everyone's vocal and cover each other flaws.. WRONG!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEY ARE SHIT!!! SO SHIT that when I was watching it, I really hope the group disband almost immediately..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this girl group Rainbow, 9 members, no one can sing!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats wrong with all these companies coming out with bands with so many people but none can sing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there is this group, F.Cuz.. TERRIBLE!! Dun even look good let alone singing and apparently they are going to SG.. Oh man, when did SG attract such terrible Kpop artist.. SG somehow has become a little like Thailand.. Whichever Kpop artist visit the sunny shore, they will have fans..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls, and boys, open ur eyes big BIG and clean ur EARS! If they are terrible, they will be terrible.. If they are ugly, no matter how many plastics they have, they will still be ugly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH and Wonder Girls as well, whats up with the new member, SHE IS SHIT!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-8501213103516947409?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/8501213103516947409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=8501213103516947409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/8501213103516947409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/8501213103516947409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2010/05/whats-wrong-with-having-so-many-people.html' title='Whats wrong with having so many people with none able to sing'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-1904477748444812743</id><published>2010-05-29T04:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T04:43:25.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So erm whats new??</title><content type='html'>Well I cant start my project yet, so to kill time, I practically watched 2 great dramas in 5 days haha YES I DID IT AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered when I was in Liverpool, I finish watching My Girl, the korean drama in 2 days (staying up all night to finish all episodes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to be kept in suspense, I always watch drama when they are finish so that I can watch all in a shot, but I do occassionaly follow some drama like Goong, and Autumn Concerto as the are being show on TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So whats so great about these 2 dramas.. well one is Black and White, which stars Zai Zai and Mark Zhao.. Ok not very goodlookind guys but it was one hell of a great drama.. a little draggy for me, 24 episodes but the suspense was surprisingly good and hence I cant wait for the movie. Zai Zai as usual, speak like he is a dead fella and his character is really sickening to the core.. but it was a good drama..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I watched Hi My Sweetheart, staring Rainie Yang and Show Lou.. I must say I am kinda disappointed.. The plot wasnt great, about an ugly guy, thought he was being dumped by his gf of 3 years on her bday, transformed into a handsome prince and seeking revenge.. Quite a unrealistic plot and over dramatic acting.. but the funniest thing is, it got me crying one minute and laughing my ass off the next..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I shall from tmr onwards do some work hahah&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-1904477748444812743?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/1904477748444812743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=1904477748444812743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/1904477748444812743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/1904477748444812743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2010/05/so-erm-whats-new.html' title='So erm whats new??'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-2820509666200403170</id><published>2010-05-18T20:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T20:15:30.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(Perf) Norazo- "Superman" (Eng Sub)</title><content type='html'>This is probably the FUNNIEST KPOP SONG EVER!!&lt;br /&gt;First heard it when watching Heechul and Jay from Trax performed at a showcase..&lt;br /&gt;Then I came across this group while watching Invicible Baseball (which I am addicted to at the moment)&lt;br /&gt;Jo Bin (the blonde one) might be uncle looking, but he is one hell of a good baseball player (one of the best in the celeb team anyway)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;READ the lyrics and I guarantee u to laugh off ur arse!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;EDITED on 21st MAY: THEY FUCKING REMOVED THE VIDEO!!! so people go search.. the MV is sickeningly funny too.. watch and you will know.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-2820509666200403170?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/2820509666200403170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=2820509666200403170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/2820509666200403170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/2820509666200403170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2010/05/perf-norazo-superman-eng-sub.html' title='(Perf) Norazo- &quot;Superman&quot; (Eng Sub)'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-197533931149318194</id><published>2010-05-06T20:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T20:30:44.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No We, Just Me</title><content type='html'>Ok this is random..&lt;br /&gt;I was talking to a friend yesterday and it reminded me of a conversation between Miss V and Adrian (friend of ours)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so we were talking about the difference in terms of culture for ppl in Asia and here in the Western part of the world.&lt;br /&gt;We realise like we Asians, emphasise alot on WE, US, Together, kind of thing, and we often, selflessly put ourselves, Me and I at the back of our head..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very often we are in situations that involves not just me, but us, and very often we see ourselves put this us ahead of me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also felt that Asians are often very dependent on their partners, be it husband or boyfriend or girlfriend, and alot of times, opportunities are missed because we never put ourselves ahead of others..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See this friend of mine was given an opportunity to study overseas, she gave up because she was going to get "married". If it were to happen to people here in the Western world, they will probably be : yeah we will still get married BUT I will go ahead with my studies too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Miss V commented that I am really independent, and then I went back and think, yeah I always put myself ahead of others, not bcos I am selfish but bcos its better to first help yourself then helping others. For most of my life, I had to make decisions for myself, mainly bcos my parents are not well educated and they probably cant believe until today that their daughters could get a decent degree. When it comes to studying, what course to study, what school to go to, it was basically decisions made by me and my sister.. We grew up in such a way and environment that we are living in the world with I and not We. I mean we still family la, but we always put I, Me before anything else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then another incident.&lt;br /&gt;See I have a couple of really close friends getting married this year and sadly, I cant attend bcos I wanted to fulfill and make good use of my remaining time here. Although these people are really good friends of mine, but I cant really see myself going to their wedding and miss this heavenly opportunity to explore Europe that I probably wont have any chance to anymore. Sounds wrong but to me, its more important to fulfill what I wish for than what others wish from me. Bcos by the end of the day, its their wedding and not mine, and ultimately they are going to forget the fact that I travelled all the way back to attend to their wedding. And me, probably be sulking over it (which I dun want to happen esp in a wedding)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So most Asians, will probably go to the wedding and sulk for the rest of their lives.. See Madlynn, Miss V bestie, she is poor, like fucking fucking poor, and yet she would spend money on air tix to a friend's wedding whom she is not even that close to, because simply that person told her, I want YOU to be there.. This person wouldnt know how poor she is and probably would forget the fact that she had to buy a fucking expensive air tix to travel back to attend the wedding.. See this is what I meant as WE over ME. Cos to her, the value friendship comes with sacrifice.. BUT in this case, if you dn have money just dun go la! Haiyo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If friendship is really calculated by this mere means of sacrification, then sad to say your friend doesnt know what is friendship then. A true friend will always understand the situation before they start pointing fingers, like why you never come to my wedding cos I am not valuable to you right, shit like happens to friends who doesnt know what is the true value of friendship..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a friend, you dun need to be physically there to have you presence stated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I have my rant, and sorry I cant be there for the grand day. Cos I REALLY WANT TO TOUR EUROPE LA!!!! haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-197533931149318194?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/197533931149318194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=197533931149318194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/197533931149318194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/197533931149318194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2010/05/no-we-just-me.html' title='No We, Just Me'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-8782966354167277797</id><published>2010-05-04T22:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T22:03:24.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok I shall update</title><content type='html'>I have nothing to say actually..&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna tell everyone that I am ALIVE and KICKING (yes, I know how SOME of you want me dead, but too bad, buddha loves me too much to make me die too young)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, been busy studying and great news to Gemma, who is a NEWLY single after just 2 weeks, (take that ALL DICKS out there, there are women around who doesnt need you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problem with men: Think with their dicks not with their brains&lt;br /&gt;Maybe bcos they are brainless&lt;br /&gt;Oh well makes me sound so anti-men when I am actually not hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smell food, which makes me hungry and I will blog about more food when I have done, cos I realised what a creative cook I am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to my exams.. and hopefully nothing is screwed with my project..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-8782966354167277797?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/8782966354167277797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=8782966354167277797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/8782966354167277797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/8782966354167277797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2010/05/ok-i-shall-update.html' title='Ok I shall update'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-3288757094246252785</id><published>2010-04-19T01:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T01:36:21.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MEN= unreliable+liars+sticking their god knows what into any holes</title><content type='html'>Ok I am pissed off obviously from my very nice headline on this post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Gemma, first she got a bf (yay! to her) that this &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fucking piece of bastard known as MAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; decided that, oh well since we are official, I dun need to make an effort like how I did when I try to win her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they were seeing each other for slightly more than 3 months, and this MAN, decided to ask her out officially..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, she said yes obviously, cos she really liked him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next moment, he didnt text her for a day, didnt reply to her text msg, didnt call her, no plans for the weekend and shit like those..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What, so now u have decided that once u win this poor girl over, then u are going to "dump" her into a igloo or fuck her when u needed a real hole to do so??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, when u are too busy, u didnt even have the fucking time to call and a simple text..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is this?!?! Is this suppose to be the correct way of treating your girlfriend??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MEN=the most unreliable species in this world!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-3288757094246252785?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/3288757094246252785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=3288757094246252785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/3288757094246252785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/3288757094246252785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2010/04/men-unreliableliarssticking-their-god.html' title='MEN= unreliable+liars+sticking their god knows what into any holes'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-4508710188427471124</id><published>2010-04-11T20:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T20:33:50.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My poor shoes</title><content type='html'>This is my favorite pair of shoe EVER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You have accompanied me to various places for the past year and a half. But you werent too strong to weather the storm even though you cost a BOMB. You were drowned in numerous occasions and almost died in the thunderstorm back in SG on my way to work. That's why you are weathered and torn. You even have holes on you, which is why I sent you into the rubbish bin sooner than expected.&lt;br /&gt;But nevertheless, you are very priceless to me and I dedicate this blog post for your contributions in protecting my 2 small feet. I hope I will see you soon, especially if you are a sale item. Cos you are too comfortable to forgo"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: I love you, Camper shoe!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_3226.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/IMG_3226.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_3224.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/IMG_3224.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-4508710188427471124?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/4508710188427471124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=4508710188427471124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/4508710188427471124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/4508710188427471124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-poor-shoes.html' title='My poor shoes'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-8152440350588173092</id><published>2010-04-09T17:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T17:48:06.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saddest Week Ever</title><content type='html'>Ok so, I decided to change a little layout of my blog, reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My beloved TVXQ are probably going to cease their existence in a couple of weeks if not months time.. So then I decided to change a bit of the layout and hence spent the whole afternoon yesterday making to all these changes (yes, I did my revision BEFORE I come onto my blog)&lt;br /&gt;I added another 2 columns regarding the places I've been too. As an avid traveller, I realised I didnt go to many different countries despite me flying so often. Main reason, I am always off to Bangkok. twice a year, I had been to South Korea 3 times, Adelaide twice and COUNTLESS times to Hattyai.. I cant even remember which part to Malaysia I have visited..&lt;br /&gt;But what I am quite sure are the places I want to visit and at least strike off 3 of the places in the coming October if possible, Prague, Edinburgh and Plymouth.. And if I have any money left, then I will be off to Rome and Vatican City (though I am a buddhist, it would be great to visit the place where the Pope lives)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been an oddly sad week for me, not only bcos of TVXQ but also Hello Baby Season 2 with Shinee has ended!!! I dun understand why the Soshi gets 22 episodes, while Shinee ones are only 12 and their child is so much cuter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, one less thing to look forward to right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then an aunty (not blood related one hah) was complaining to me about work.. Damn to see them suffer and stressed up bcos of 1 person, I feel really unjustified for them. And moreover one of the girl's mum is not feeling well at the moment, so double stress!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I look at my notes, and my notes stared at me back.. Luckily I only have 2 papers to sit, if I have 5, I think I will panic like Vivian!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strange things happened as well, and I am not going to dwell about it cos it will only make me more upset to even talk about it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-8152440350588173092?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/8152440350588173092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=8152440350588173092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/8152440350588173092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/8152440350588173092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2010/04/saddest-week-ever.html' title='Saddest Week Ever'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-806935191678285164</id><published>2010-04-09T00:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T00:18:52.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The story about a bitch: Friendship no more</title><content type='html'>I know this bitch&lt;br /&gt;Yes I do, I know quite a few bitches but this one, is probably the most feared around, the sneaky and cunning bitch. Its good to be ambitious, but not overambitious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started when she first came back after studying..&lt;br /&gt;We were pretty ok at first, talk, go out together and blah blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one day, she approached me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bitch: Eh, honestly, did my boyfriend asked you out, like on a date or something&lt;br /&gt;Me: WHAT THE FUCK!&lt;br /&gt;Bitch: Cos I think he likes you&lt;br /&gt;Me: HAHA, but I dun like him&lt;br /&gt;Bitch: Really? Cos he seem to me tamer when you are around&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh if you think so, then u are wrong, bcos I simply cannot tahan his nonsense actually.&lt;br /&gt;Bitch: Ok, cos I am contemplating whether to marry him or not now&lt;br /&gt;Me: Eh, what has it got to do with me&lt;br /&gt;Bitch: Nothing to do with you, but I am just not sure if he is the one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conversation ended. It happened probably early last year.. Then late last year, I heard a very interesting story from other friend of my.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend: Eh I think she is having a fling with someone else&lt;br /&gt;Me: Really??&lt;br /&gt;Friend: Yea they looked as if they are a couple, so close. And someone else reckon that she had slept with him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOoooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I see. It was not bcos your stupid bf and ur assumption that he asked me out on a date, but you having a fling with someone else which is probably the real reason behind u thinking twice about the relationship. So what, I become ur experimental pet to see whether you can use me as an excuse to be out of that relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, how stupid can you be, you twat. Do I look like a whore to you, going out with someone whom I &lt;strong&gt;OBVIOUSLY&lt;/strong&gt; know has a gf, and is fucking sure that he is going to marry her &lt;strong&gt;(Blind).&lt;/strong&gt; And u think he is so that fantastic that everyone goes whoo ha when he is around? Fucking no way man. If he is the only guy left in this world, I rather be a lesbian then be with him.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, things didnt end there.. She decided to make life difficult for everyone else around her , then disappear into the thin air after creating a mess.. I seriously hope she doesnt appear again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this woman here has an upper hand.. I really want to see how this relationship ends. It will be interesting..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-806935191678285164?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/806935191678285164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=806935191678285164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/806935191678285164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/806935191678285164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2010/04/story-about-bitch-friendship-no-more.html' title='The story about a bitch: Friendship no more'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-8125075886406431475</id><published>2010-04-06T03:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T23:27:36.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The mad Easter Weekend: Ang mos are emotional wreak!!!</title><content type='html'>So I went to Cumbria which is north of Manchester, near the Lake District for the Easter Weekend, as Gemma lives there and her parents welcomed us to stay over..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Cumbria%20Easter/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3041.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Cumbria%20Easter/IMG_3041.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Cumbria%20Easter/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3042.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Cumbria%20Easter/IMG_3042.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On saturday, we did the tourist thing, going around Lake District and Beatrix Potter's Exhibition (Its an author for famous children books) with my little blue eye baby, Gemma's mother, Gemma and Sarah (Canadian).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Cumbria%20Easter/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3043.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Cumbria%20Easter/IMG_3043.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Cumbria%20Easter/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3050.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Cumbria%20Easter/IMG_3050.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I saw this, I got a shock! Cos its SO OBSCENE!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Cumbria%20Easter/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3063.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Cumbria%20Easter/IMG_3063.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another obscene one: So is it just me or its really obscene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Cumbria%20Easter/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3072.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Cumbria%20Easter/IMG_3072.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little blue eye angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Cumbria%20Easter/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3078.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Cumbria%20Easter/IMG_3078.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Literally jumped when I saw this "old woman", I thought she was REAL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Cumbria%20Easter/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3094.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Cumbria%20Easter/IMG_3094.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lake District!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Cumbria%20Easter/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3113.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Cumbria%20Easter/IMG_3113.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Cumbria%20Easter/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3125.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Cumbria%20Easter/IMG_3125.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The British Alps behind us: Probably cant see it clearly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Cumbria%20Easter/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3139.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Cumbria%20Easter/IMG_3139.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish I stay at this hotel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Cumbria%20Easter/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3140.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Cumbria%20Easter/IMG_3140.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which, we went out for Chinese food, which is really expensive but delicious!!! Then head to the bar for some drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is the story. Gemma's friend, Sharon, just gave birth a couple of weeks ago and her baby was premature. So the baby went home on friday and she decided to celebrate it by going for a NIGHT OUT!! Ok, firstly, its really irresponsible of her to leave her poor baby and go out, and secondly, its not good for a woman who just gave birth to drink this much (she will probably feel the effect when she hit 50)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, we went and drank..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very WRONG place to be: Theatre bar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Cumbria%20Easter/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3163.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Cumbria%20Easter/IMG_3163.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on Sunday, the people in Dalton celebrate Easter Sunday by calling it, &lt;strong&gt;Super Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;. It starts with drinking at like 12 in the afternoon and last till the whole night since Easter Monday is a public holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I didnt drink (being a good girl really) cos I had a massive headache from the wine I consumed the night before (cheap wine does ur headin!!!) Some people was literally SO goddamn drunk that they sleep in the pub. Jill's (Gemma's Sister) Sister in law was 1 really good example. She literally slept in the pub and her husband the useless twat was as drunk as he is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so fair enough since its a tradition to get drunk and such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then dear Sarah received a message from this guy whom she likes back in Canada, that he wants to talk to her. And suddenly, she was all upset about it and couldnt help thinking the really bad bad side of things like, he is calling to tell her that he is seeing someone (&lt;strong&gt;Please la, he probably wouldnt spend money calling to tell u that he is seeing someone else, cos men are all the same&lt;/strong&gt;). So her mood was really dampened. Then she was talking to her friend from back home, and she started crying her eyes out bcos she said she missed home and her friends and seeing Gemma in her hometown knowing almost everyone in the pub we went to, she felt really upset..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor thing for her but really, not that I dun miss my family or friends back home but I dun probably show my emotions (or even if I have any) outside of my own bedroom. I know its tough for her, but lucky her, her family are visiting in a couple of weeks time, and unlucky me, had to endure until I go back in Nov. But to be honest, I really think its the alcohol she drank and that message from the useless twat ruining her night out. Bless her, its her first time leaving the country on her own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok this is Sarah after crying, she still look so pretty!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Cumbria%20Easter/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3202.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Cumbria%20Easter/IMG_3202.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, its really hard to bury myself in the community of ang mossssss.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok picture time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The haunted furness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Cumbria%20Easter/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3164.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Cumbria%20Easter/IMG_3164.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lovely greens and coastal road!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Cumbria%20Easter/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3177.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Cumbria%20Easter/IMG_3177.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bloody wanna ride on that DONKEY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Cumbria%20Easter/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3185.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Cumbria%20Easter/IMG_3185.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what! I saw a Buddhist TEMPLE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Cumbria%20Easter/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3189.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Cumbria%20Easter/IMG_3189.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donation please!!! At a house party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Cumbria%20Easter/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3197.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Cumbria%20Easter/IMG_3197.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-8125075886406431475?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/8125075886406431475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=8125075886406431475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/8125075886406431475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/8125075886406431475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2010/04/mad-easter-weekend-ang-mos-are.html' title='The mad Easter Weekend: Ang mos are emotional wreak!!!'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Cumbria%20Easter/th_IMG_3041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-9060983975366715956</id><published>2010-03-29T23:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T19:20:17.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Third most expensive city in Europe: Zurich</title><content type='html'>I fulfilled one of my dreams!!! and that is to visit Switzerland, the land of chocolates, watches and most importantly, Swiss Army Knife. And too bad, I brought the rain there and I brought it BACK TOO!!! DAMN IT!! And as usual, my damn legs are really giving way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Zurich%2025th%20Mar%20to%2029th%20Mar%202010/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2786.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Zurich%2025th%20Mar%20to%2029th%20Mar%202010/IMG_2786.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Zurich to Schwyz to "Singapore Food Festival, the Student Version"&lt;br /&gt;The trip was like a dream come true.. Who would have thought that I will be able to visit such a beautiful country!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is super expensive, and when I say its expensive, ITS REALLY EXPENSIVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the Macdonalds! It charged me 9.90CHF which is about 13SGD for a bloody nuggets meal!!!!!! OMG, felt like being ripped off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Zurich%2025th%20Mar%20to%2029th%20Mar%202010/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3035.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Zurich%2025th%20Mar%20to%2029th%20Mar%202010/IMG_3035.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than food, everything else is pretty ok.. I changed 350CHF and left with only a pathetic 20CHF..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trams are clean and the trains are not noisy unlike their England counterparts... I didnt recall seeing any rubbish on the streets but then people in Zurich are a little like those in London, arrogant and rude..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Zurich%2025th%20Mar%20to%2029th%20Mar%202010/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2784.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Zurich%2025th%20Mar%20to%2029th%20Mar%202010/IMG_2784.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had the best hot chocolate EVER, better than Lindt ones in Sydney!! But unfortunately, I was there on the weekend, and sundays is when all shops CLOSES!!! Damn it felt like Frankfurt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Zurich%2025th%20Mar%20to%2029th%20Mar%202010/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2982.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Zurich%2025th%20Mar%20to%2029th%20Mar%202010/IMG_2982.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So apart from food, the money I changed was mainly spent on trains and tada!!!! SWISS ARMY KNIFE!!! We went to visit Schwyz, which is the "birthplace" of Switzerland and Swiss Army Knife. So it was really much cheaper as compared to SG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Zurich%2025th%20Mar%20to%2029th%20Mar%202010/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2857.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Zurich%2025th%20Mar%20to%2029th%20Mar%202010/IMG_2857.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought 6 by the way.. 1 for myself (so that whichever idiot decided to rob me, &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its goodbye to their poor balls!!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Then one for my sister, father, mother and cousin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Zurich%2025th%20Mar%20to%2029th%20Mar%202010/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3029.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Zurich%2025th%20Mar%20to%2029th%20Mar%202010/IMG_3029.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 is for Canadian Sarah for her birthday as she had hers confiscated by the customs!! So remember to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Zurich%2025th%20Mar%20to%2029th%20Mar%202010/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2896.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Zurich%2025th%20Mar%20to%2029th%20Mar%202010/IMG_2896.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Schwyz we even saw, Ying Liu (which is the plant that we often have during Chinese NEW YEAR!!!!) Cant believe my eyes actually haha. The Apls, which can be seen from Schwyz looks really fake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Zurich%2025th%20Mar%20to%2029th%20Mar%202010/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2870.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Zurich%2025th%20Mar%20to%2029th%20Mar%202010/IMG_2870.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Zurich%2025th%20Mar%20to%2029th%20Mar%202010/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2872.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Zurich%2025th%20Mar%20to%2029th%20Mar%202010/IMG_2872.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Zurich%2025th%20Mar%20to%2029th%20Mar%202010/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2867.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Zurich%2025th%20Mar%20to%2029th%20Mar%202010/IMG_2867.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Zurich%2025th%20Mar%20to%2029th%20Mar%202010/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2862.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Zurich%2025th%20Mar%20to%2029th%20Mar%202010/IMG_2862.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Zurich%2025th%20Mar%20to%2029th%20Mar%202010/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2860.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Zurich%2025th%20Mar%20to%2029th%20Mar%202010/IMG_2860.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner for 3 days were mainly homecooked.. I brought Chay Kway Teow paste, Bak Kut Teh Paste.. and even had a taste of traditional Swiss dining, Horse and Rabbit meat.. and also Raclette (A kind of cheese, melted, then put on top of potatoes and some other preserved cucumbers/onions...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horse meat looks like beef, taste I dunno but I managed to cook it medium so it was alright. Rabbit meat is a tougher version of Chicken, and it was really good with curry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my Bak Kut Teh and Chay Kway Teow, of cos nothing can go wrong with paste haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my friends had this Japanese guy who joined us for dinner.. He made us some green tea cream paste thingi which was unbelieveably GOOD and TIRAMISU!!!!!!!!!!!! Omg, that guy is a genius and he made Tiramisu with the minimal stuff he could find, and it was yummy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok here are pictures.. me too lazy to elaborate how beautiful the place is, even their paperbags from supermarkets hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Zurich%2025th%20Mar%20to%2029th%20Mar%202010/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2932.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Zurich%2025th%20Mar%20to%2029th%20Mar%202010/IMG_2932.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A BMW Showroom in the middle of nowhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Zurich%2025th%20Mar%20to%2029th%20Mar%202010/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2878.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Zurich%2025th%20Mar%20to%2029th%20Mar%202010/IMG_2878.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Zurich%2025th%20Mar%20to%2029th%20Mar%202010/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2882.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Zurich%2025th%20Mar%20to%2029th%20Mar%202010/IMG_2882.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Zurich%2025th%20Mar%20to%2029th%20Mar%202010/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2904.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Zurich%2025th%20Mar%20to%2029th%20Mar%202010/IMG_2904.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Zurich%2025th%20Mar%20to%2029th%20Mar%202010/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2906.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Zurich%2025th%20Mar%20to%2029th%20Mar%202010/IMG_2906.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Zurich%2025th%20Mar%20to%2029th%20Mar%202010/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2920.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Zurich%2025th%20Mar%20to%2029th%20Mar%202010/IMG_2920.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bally which is 4 stories HIGH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Zurich%2025th%20Mar%20to%2029th%20Mar%202010/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2946.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Zurich%2025th%20Mar%20to%2029th%20Mar%202010/IMG_2946.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Zurich%2025th%20Mar%20to%2029th%20Mar%202010/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2955.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Zurich%2025th%20Mar%20to%2029th%20Mar%202010/IMG_2955.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Zurich%2025th%20Mar%20to%2029th%20Mar%202010/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2970.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Zurich%2025th%20Mar%20to%2029th%20Mar%202010/IMG_2970.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Zurich%2025th%20Mar%20to%2029th%20Mar%202010/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2798.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Zurich%2025th%20Mar%20to%2029th%20Mar%202010/IMG_2798.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Cinema Showing PORN!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Zurich%2025th%20Mar%20to%2029th%20Mar%202010/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2819.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Zurich%2025th%20Mar%20to%2029th%20Mar%202010/IMG_2819.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And best thing of all, I made a new friend on the plane!!! I realise I could be sociable too :))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And heard the best quote ever:&lt;br /&gt;Old Man: Swiss Air stewardess are sweet but the plane is SHIT!..&lt;br /&gt;The old man literally screamed across the cabin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-9060983975366715956?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/9060983975366715956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=9060983975366715956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/9060983975366715956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/9060983975366715956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2010/03/third-most-expensive-city-in-europe.html' title='The Third most expensive city in Europe: Zurich'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Zurich%2025th%20Mar%20to%2029th%20Mar%202010/th_IMG_2786.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-1504728751262146745</id><published>2010-03-24T22:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T23:02:34.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here comes the potato</title><content type='html'>TO Joyceeeeee&lt;br /&gt;Oi Here is the recipe that u bloody keep bugging me ABOUT!!! show it to ur father.. I am sure he will make one hell of a good pancake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Potato Pancake..&lt;br /&gt;Fell in love with this simple dish when me, my sister and cousins went to this korean eatery at Novena &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So went google about it and here comes my improved recipe!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost, u need duh, potatoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Curry%20Mile/Food%20I%20cook/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_2632.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Curry%20Mile/Food%20I%20cook/IMG_2632.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grate the potatoes using a second smallest grater.. U will get what I mean when u buy those four-faced grater&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Curry%20Mile/Food%20I%20cook/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_2635.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Curry%20Mile/Food%20I%20cook/IMG_2635.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soak the grated potatoes into water, if u dun, u have to grate very quickly as the potatoes turned brown really easily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After than, drain all excess water.. I used a clean cloth in this case cos it will remove all the water efficiently!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Curry%20Mile/Food%20I%20cook/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_2641.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Curry%20Mile/Food%20I%20cook/IMG_2641.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mixed the grated potatoes with small amount of salt, sesame oil and corn starch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Curry%20Mile/Food%20I%20cook/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_2633.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Curry%20Mile/Food%20I%20cook/IMG_2633.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Curry%20Mile/Food%20I%20cook/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_2642.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Curry%20Mile/Food%20I%20cook/IMG_2642.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add a bit of water, not too much to make it a slightly dry paste so that the potatoes will "stick" together when u fry it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making the paste into small coin shape and pan fry it, make sure its not too thick, if not the potatoes will not be cooked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Curry%20Mile/Food%20I%20cook/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_2562.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Curry%20Mile/Food%20I%20cook/IMG_2562.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fry till brown on both sides, takes about 5 mins on high heat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VIOLA!! Yumm-ilcious Potato PANCAKE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Curry%20Mile/Food%20I%20cook/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_2565.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Curry%20Mile/Food%20I%20cook/IMG_2565.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arent I a genius cook?!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-1504728751262146745?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/1504728751262146745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=1504728751262146745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/1504728751262146745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/1504728751262146745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2010/03/here-comes-potato.html' title='Here comes the potato'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-8684303555480667180</id><published>2010-03-21T23:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T23:41:20.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate it!!</title><content type='html'>How I wish I am someone who is emotionless, so that I probably wont go through the turmoil I am going through now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be emotionless, so that whatever is happening to me, and or around me wont affect me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to see the same old people, talking about the same old things, cos it makes me angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to see people denying the fact when its actually right there in front of their fucking eyes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when I try to be carefree and happy but I tend to worry to much for too long..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when someone says something and the thought just kept ringing on my fucking head and left me with insomnia!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to feel disappointed cos I hate disappointing people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yet again, I left all these unthought emotions run like a turmoil in my fucking head... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the best thing of all, I dun even know why I feel that way!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMFG, humans are shit!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-8684303555480667180?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/8684303555480667180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=8684303555480667180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/8684303555480667180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/8684303555480667180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-hate-it.html' title='I hate it!!'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-4354874680051868958</id><published>2010-03-15T21:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T22:06:17.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Glorious Food</title><content type='html'>Well everyone knows how much I love my food, so I decided to upload some food that I've prepared over the past couple of months..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here are some&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;떡볶이&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Curry%20Mile/Food%20I%20cook/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2589.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Curry%20Mile/Food%20I%20cook/IMG_2589.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was what I found in Chinatown but unfortunately the paste contained beef, so I cant use. What I put into the rice cake is the korean hot paste, some beans spout and the rice cakes, plus some noodles to it as well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Curry%20Mile/Food%20I%20cook/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2590.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Curry%20Mile/Food%20I%20cook/IMG_2590.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really easy to prepare..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up next is some western food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Curry%20Mile/Food%20I%20cook/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_2557.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Curry%20Mile/Food%20I%20cook/IMG_2557.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Parma Ham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; wrapped in honeydew. Its suppose to be rock melon but I couldnt find any so bought a honeydew instead. Parma ham is a really expensive type of ham from Italy and it was on sale, so I bought it hehe. The saltiness of the ham plus the sweetness of the melon gives it a perfect combination for a starter.. Its really yummy and all you need to do is wrap the melon with the ham and let it sit in the fridge for an half an hour to allow the taste to bland in nicely..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Parma Ham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, what I did was a salad dish as well. Packets of mixed vegetables for salad can be bought in local supermarket, so what I do is mixed some sesame oil, pepper, soya sauce and a quarter of lime juice into a big mixing bowl. Toss the salad around and then place the ham ontop. DO NOT ADD too much soya sauce as the ham is very salty, sure u guys dun want to have sodium overload.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Curry%20Mile/Food%20I%20cook/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_2566.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Curry%20Mile/Food%20I%20cook/IMG_2566.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I will blog my potato pancake up next probably in a week or 2's time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-4354874680051868958?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/4354874680051868958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=4354874680051868958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/4354874680051868958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/4354874680051868958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2010/03/food-glorious-food.html' title='Food Glorious Food'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-8873263769250545357</id><published>2010-03-14T00:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T00:28:58.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bday and Old Trafford plus random</title><content type='html'>So a coincidence happened. A flight stewardess friend of mine was in town just nice on my BDAY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we had things planned and these are sneak peaks of the crazy 3 days we had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 10th Day 1&lt;br /&gt;Strawberry Chocolate princess wanted to buy a bag from LV, so we went with a colleague of hers, the bag she bought was a speedy, but it was new and VERY NICE!! Not the common speedy we see everyday everywhere..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then walk and walk in town then went back to the hotel, rushed down to the Italian place known as San Carlo for dinner, with champagne and proper italian food (and thanks to Ms V, that was my bday present)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Bday%20and%20ShuZhen%20in%20Manchester%202010/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2648.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Bday%20and%20ShuZhen%20in%20Manchester%202010/IMG_2648.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 3 Musketteersss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Bday%20and%20ShuZhen%20in%20Manchester%202010/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2647.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Bday%20and%20ShuZhen%20in%20Manchester%202010/IMG_2647.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 11th Day 2&lt;br /&gt;We went to Old Trafford and Trafford Centre. Took the tour in Old Trafford which was pretty worth it, cos not only u get to see the Stadium but the players dressing room and lounge and such&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So walk and walk and Trafford Centre being the HUGE shopping mall, nearly killed my poor legs hahaha but it was all worth it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old Trafford&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Bday%20and%20ShuZhen%20in%20Manchester%202010/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2651.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Bday%20and%20ShuZhen%20in%20Manchester%202010/IMG_2651.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red Cafe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Bday%20and%20ShuZhen%20in%20Manchester%202010/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2653.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Bday%20and%20ShuZhen%20in%20Manchester%202010/IMG_2653.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Numerous Trophies won&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Bday%20and%20ShuZhen%20in%20Manchester%202010/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2658.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Bday%20and%20ShuZhen%20in%20Manchester%202010/IMG_2658.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stadium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Bday%20and%20ShuZhen%20in%20Manchester%202010/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2687.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Bday%20and%20ShuZhen%20in%20Manchester%202010/IMG_2687.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Shu Zhen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Bday%20and%20ShuZhen%20in%20Manchester%202010/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2722.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Bday%20and%20ShuZhen%20in%20Manchester%202010/IMG_2722.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok something I needed to add, I had lots of videos and one video was on the Munich Air crash that killed a number if players in the 60s. There was one picture taken before the air crash, and the men who were sat on the right of the pictures all died in the crash, it was a bit eerie. I will upload the video on FB soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such an insiprational quote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Bday%20and%20ShuZhen%20in%20Manchester%202010/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2697.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Bday%20and%20ShuZhen%20in%20Manchester%202010/IMG_2697.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trafford Centre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Bday%20and%20ShuZhen%20in%20Manchester%202010/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2730.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Bday%20and%20ShuZhen%20in%20Manchester%202010/IMG_2730.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Bday%20and%20ShuZhen%20in%20Manchester%202010/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2733.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Bday%20and%20ShuZhen%20in%20Manchester%202010/IMG_2733.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Snow White in Disney Store&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Bday%20and%20ShuZhen%20in%20Manchester%202010/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2736.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Bday%20and%20ShuZhen%20in%20Manchester%202010/IMG_2736.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 12th Day 3&lt;br /&gt;We just going to go to Oldham Street and that was it... Oldham Street is pretty much a hidden treasure even myself who had been in Manchester for 6 months didnt know the place existed. Special shops are everywhere, and the place is really unique..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oldham Street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Bday%20and%20ShuZhen%20in%20Manchester%202010/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2752.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Bday%20and%20ShuZhen%20in%20Manchester%202010/IMG_2752.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Bday%20and%20ShuZhen%20in%20Manchester%202010/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2756.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Bday%20and%20ShuZhen%20in%20Manchester%202010/IMG_2756.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok shall let pictures do the talking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The oppa who seem to be clueless about KEYBOARDS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Bday%20and%20ShuZhen%20in%20Manchester%202010/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2750.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Bday%20and%20ShuZhen%20in%20Manchester%202010/IMG_2750.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some stuff I bought from Megastore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Bday%20and%20ShuZhen%20in%20Manchester%202010/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2768.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Bday%20and%20ShuZhen%20in%20Manchester%202010/IMG_2768.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-8873263769250545357?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/8873263769250545357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=8873263769250545357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/8873263769250545357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/8873263769250545357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2010/03/bday-and-old-trafford-plus-random.html' title='Bday and Old Trafford plus random'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Bday%20and%20ShuZhen%20in%20Manchester%202010/th_IMG_2648.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-2156209483892902793</id><published>2010-03-04T22:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T22:35:43.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>korean entertainment industry getting more interesting</title><content type='html'>Well everyone heard about 2Pm saga, Jay leaving and shit like that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really interest me, how the rest of 2Pm members except Khun acted so nochalantly on TV while behind the screen stabbing poor Jay like mad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to say this but I actually believed that Jay was probably "forced" to leave and Khun is probably next. How I wish Hottests could just burn down JYPE and thats the end of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Jay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, its been a hell of a week in Korean with SM being investigated for unlawful contracts (finally after god knows how many year), Jay permanently leaving 2Pm, SM and Mnet dispute and most interestingly, a new boyband, D.NA calling themselves TVXQ number 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For fuck sake, no one is going to be TVXQ 2nd and best thing of all they were former members of a really shit band ( Sorry Chu I know Kibum was in there too, but they were really not that good :x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the korean music industry is just getting more dramatic than their dramas apparently.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna sit back and watch a good show down now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-2156209483892902793?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/2156209483892902793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=2156209483892902793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/2156209483892902793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/2156209483892902793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2010/03/korean-entertainment-industry-getting.html' title='korean entertainment industry getting more interesting'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-8896254330441795715</id><published>2010-03-01T23:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T23:25:10.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The weekend</title><content type='html'>Crazy one word to describe my saturday night and sunday night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night was out with friends for Sarah and Vivian's bday and sort of to say goodbye to Mads and Sarah who will be going to HK in a few days time for 3 months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Sarah%20and%20Viv%20Bday/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2611.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Sarah%20and%20Viv%20Bday/IMG_2611.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Sarah%20and%20Viv%20Bday/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2617.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Sarah%20and%20Viv%20Bday/IMG_2617.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasnt a crazy night out so it was ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Sarah%20and%20Viv%20Bday/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2593.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Sarah%20and%20Viv%20Bday/IMG_2593.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Sarah%20and%20Viv%20Bday/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2595.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Sarah%20and%20Viv%20Bday/IMG_2595.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday night was off to Canadian Sarah to watch Man U win and Canada wining the ice hockey gold as well haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I read about fans blogging about Jay from 2PM. It was so upsetting and yet not being a fan I felt like they just tinted every other members of 2PM besides Jay and Khun..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-8896254330441795715?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/8896254330441795715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=8896254330441795715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/8896254330441795715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/8896254330441795715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2010/03/weekend.html' title='The weekend'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Sarah%20and%20Viv%20Bday/th_IMG_2611.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-5103467238453021551</id><published>2010-02-23T20:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T20:14:04.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>someone really pls kill me</title><content type='html'>Its confirmed that the trio, Jaejoong, Yoochun and Junsu are going to SG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK NO!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if they are there to accompany Junsu's brother NO!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am officially in EMO mode now!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone pls kill me already!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my dear sis, you can go see your JAEJOONG in ORANGE HAIR HAHAAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so sadddddddd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-5103467238453021551?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/5103467238453021551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=5103467238453021551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/5103467238453021551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/5103467238453021551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2010/02/someone-really-pls-kill-me.html' title='someone really pls kill me'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-8913983490102437877</id><published>2010-02-20T22:42:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T23:12:51.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a proud 누나  Fan</title><content type='html'>Ok despite my love for 동방신기, i never really consider myself as a 누나 fan becos the boys arent that much younger than me.. about a year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nowadays, those korean bands are coming out with boys who are in their 1990s so that makes them 20 an below, so too bad got to admit me being the older fan so, 누나 Fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CN Blue is my current obsession. The boys ranged from 19 to 21 is one of the hottest property in the Kpop market now&lt;br /&gt;Unlike ur typical boy band, they dun dance hahah they cant dance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are literally, band BAND.. with drums and stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/cn" target="_blank" o="'5"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 380px; HEIGHT: 238px" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt352/erinz07/cnblueslovequotes.jpg" width="576" height="420" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So initially, the first member we all saw was Jung Yong Hwa (AKA emotional, stupid codename but anyway), lead singer and leader who was in You're Beautiful as Kang Shin Woo, the role I was drooling at whenever I watched the drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First impression, sure bo this guy can sing... First performance, blew me away, best thing of all the band wasnt playing live yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then by pure coincidence, went to youtube them and saw a performace that blew me away, their hit single, Im a loner, live music in one of their practise room.. That performace was just amazing.. Finally knowing that these guys can indeed play their intruments not just struming the guitar or whatever for fun.. And this one radio performace of Geek in the pink by Yong hwa.. whao.. he sound as if he was being chased after by some mafia (cos the beat was literally 1.5x faster than the original), but he totally hammered the song well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Geek in the pink&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h14oFCqHT3M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then their drummer, Minhyuk or Mr Lovely, blew me away.. HE IS SOOO CUTEEEE. Small little eyes that disappeared when he smile, the charismaticism on stage with his drum set. Totally lovable personality on shows.. hahah MY NEW EYE CANDY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/minhyuk" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 328px; HEIGHT: 266px" border="0" alt="minhyuk Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i1002.photobucket.com/albums/af150/aidenHAES/cn%20blue/min.jpg" width="424" height="530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok enough of my rums... U guys should watch the latest Music Core 200th Episode cos the boys Hammered GEE better than SNSD themselves (oopsss) hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The performance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7LEctGO--cE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok my sister is going to say, some kind of loyal fan u are to TVXQ. I still am, but cant blame me when one of them is off to USA, the other on Mozart and the other one on a drama with god knows when is the airing date and the other 2, MIA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok enjoy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-8913983490102437877?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/8913983490102437877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=8913983490102437877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/8913983490102437877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/8913983490102437877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-am-proud-fan.html' title='I am a proud 누나  Fan'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i1002.photobucket.com/albums/af150/aidenHAES/cn%20blue/th_min.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-7749574823722566862</id><published>2010-02-19T21:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T21:24:09.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its because of them</title><content type='html'>After seeing my friend uploading the Moorhouse brother pictures, whao.. ugly parents so come out with beautiful babies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Moorhouse%20Brothers/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Mason.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Moorhouse%20Brothers/Mason.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oldest of the 3: Mason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mavin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Moorhouse%20Brothers/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Marvin.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Moorhouse%20Brothers/Marvin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one more Mayden, who is still a little baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking at them makes me wanna have an ang mo guy to fertilise my eggs.. They are too cute to be true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Moorhouse%20Brothers/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Mason1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Moorhouse%20Brothers/Mason1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at Mavin dimples!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Moorhouse%20Brothers/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Mavin.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Moorhouse%20Brothers/Mavin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-7749574823722566862?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/7749574823722566862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=7749574823722566862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/7749574823722566862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/7749574823722566862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-because-of-them.html' title='Its because of them'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Moorhouse%20Brothers/th_Mason.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-6370646574634520247</id><published>2010-02-12T20:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T20:41:17.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>11th Feb 2010. I will remember u for life!</title><content type='html'>Cant believe how rotten my luck was yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I heard news about Chu's mum. Chu, I hope your mum is okay and may she recover to the pink of health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this stupid "Security Notice" A rouge spyware which I didnt delete when it was "downloaded automatically" on my laptop, starting scanning for shits and says that my computer was attacked by some fucking viruses, yeah right, I probably has one of the most comprehensive anti-virus ware in this laptop, so no fucking way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bloody next moment I know, this fuck up spyware sort of asked me to buy their shit, "for real" and it started to prompt me that I have virus everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So no choice, got to shut my laptop down. and I went online using my phone, since my laptop is shit, and look up on this security notice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bugger, I was not alone. This rouge spyware is everywhere once u get ur windows uploaded, WTF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so i restarted my com and deleted that thing, so fine everything was back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I was smsing Vivian about my shit, and guess what, the next moment I know, my phone didnt allow me to send any MSG!!!!!!!!!!! CB!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN pissed off to the max.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such a bad bad week it is for me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-6370646574634520247?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/6370646574634520247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=6370646574634520247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/6370646574634520247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/6370646574634520247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2010/02/11th-feb-2010-i-will-remember-u-for.html' title='11th Feb 2010. I will remember u for life!'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-5840077985415362334</id><published>2010-02-12T06:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T07:13:09.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>단비 DanBi</title><content type='html'>Ok I know I am useless, but I totally balled my eyes out watching episode 5 and 6 of 단비 DanBi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its about this woman I think she has liver cancer and her wish was to walk down the aisle with her husband before she passed away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The MBC programme helped her fulfil her wish, by sending some celebs over to plan and all. The best thing of all they got Cha In Pyo, who is like the godfather in Korea in terms of charity work, to help out, and he gathered some 20 odd celebs, including Hwang Bo and himself, to help out for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only the wedding went smoothly, but from the decoration to giving out wedding cards to other patients at the hospice were done by the celeb themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was nice to see such programme once in a while as it perks me up a bit knowing how life is so fragile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, basically from the start of the wedding to the end, I totally balled my eyes out. Saddest thing of all was the ending of the programme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks after the wedding, her illness turned worse, she was totally yellow and intubated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She passed away on Christmas Day last year, 2 weeks after her wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps she knows that she was going to die and hence heaven from up above sent some angels to fulfil her last wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so touching..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So u guys cant really blame me for being really sensitive on this one programme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is the link, its in korean and no english subs. But seriously you dun need subs to understand what is going on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Episode 6 can be found here&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/view_play_list?p=AF771D3DCEFCE24B&amp;search_query=danbi+doojoon&amp;page=2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Episode 5&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/BEASTvariety#p/u/82/bOwaMvY-6lw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u guys like this, Episode 1 and 2 brought the celebs to Zambia, and it was not too bad and not as sad and the above 2 episodes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-5840077985415362334?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/5840077985415362334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=5840077985415362334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/5840077985415362334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/5840077985415362334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2010/02/danbi.html' title='단비 DanBi'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-4014591815031136084</id><published>2010-02-07T08:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T21:54:39.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Liverpool, way better than manchester</title><content type='html'>I just need to blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from Liverpool and sat the DIRTEST TRAIN EVER! There was vomit on the ground, empty beer bottles everywhere, its just disgusting!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went to Liverpool at around 5 yesterday. Met up with Gemma's classmates, who ironically I knew a few of them. It was such a great night out, that I literally passed out after 2am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mascot of Liverpool. This is known as Tiger Woods&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Liverpool%202010%205th%20feb-6th%20feb/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_2552.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Liverpool%202010%205th%20feb-6th%20feb/IMG_2552.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now since over the weekend was the Liverpool derby match, all hotels were booked. We had to stayed in these youth hostels which had bunk beds with 6 girls in one room. Its not too bad considering it is cheap and all girls in one room with on en suite toilet. But me, it was the first time ever staying and sleeping on bunk beds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today we did the tourist thing, cos since Sarah is Canadian so we sort of went around Liverpool for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I literally shit myself on the pants. ITS SO MUCH OF A DIFFERENCE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liverpool's city centre was bloody small, with nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, its probably as big as Manchester, with a Topshop that is 4 FUCKING LEVELS!!! and even a Loccitane outlet that MANCHESTER DUN HAVE!!! I mean its even better than Manchester now considering the fact that Manchester is the second biggest city in UK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, went around in this duck tour thingi, it was quite fun and not too expensive but the problem is, Liverpool was so misty it was wrong to even walk near the waters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got lots of pictures to upload in the next couple of days so the bottom of this post will be pictures that I will post them later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place where Beatles was formed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Liverpool%202010%205th%20feb-6th%20feb/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_2548.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Liverpool%202010%205th%20feb-6th%20feb/IMG_2548.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never seen a Debenhams in Liverpool when I was there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Liverpool%202010%205th%20feb-6th%20feb/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_2546.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Liverpool%202010%205th%20feb-6th%20feb/IMG_2546.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of Liverpool One&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Liverpool%202010%205th%20feb-6th%20feb/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_2545.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Liverpool%202010%205th%20feb-6th%20feb/IMG_2545.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Liverpool%202010%205th%20feb-6th%20feb/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_2544.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Liverpool%202010%205th%20feb-6th%20feb/IMG_2544.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Liverpool%202010%205th%20feb-6th%20feb/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_2543.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Liverpool%202010%205th%20feb-6th%20feb/IMG_2543.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats the biggest Chimney in the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Liverpool%202010%205th%20feb-6th%20feb/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_2527.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Liverpool%202010%205th%20feb-6th%20feb/IMG_2527.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The New Hilton by the Docks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Liverpool%202010%205th%20feb-6th%20feb/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_2522.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Liverpool%202010%205th%20feb-6th%20feb/IMG_2522.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time ever on a Bunk Bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Liverpool%202010%205th%20feb-6th%20feb/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_2513.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Liverpool%202010%205th%20feb-6th%20feb/IMG_2513.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Albert Dock, My fav hangout&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Liverpool%202010%205th%20feb-6th%20feb/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_2519.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Liverpool%202010%205th%20feb-6th%20feb/IMG_2519.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Bluebar where all "footballers" hangout&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Liverpool%202010%205th%20feb-6th%20feb/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_2501.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Liverpool%202010%205th%20feb-6th%20feb/IMG_2501.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Liverpool%202010%205th%20feb-6th%20feb/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_2500.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Liverpool%202010%205th%20feb-6th%20feb/IMG_2500.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLD UR BREATH!! FOR THE DIRIEST TRAINS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Liverpool%202010%205th%20feb-6th%20feb/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_2555.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Liverpool%202010%205th%20feb-6th%20feb/IMG_2555.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Liverpool%202010%205th%20feb-6th%20feb/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_2553.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Liverpool%202010%205th%20feb-6th%20feb/IMG_2553.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Liverpool%202010%205th%20feb-6th%20feb/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_2554.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Liverpool%202010%205th%20feb-6th%20feb/IMG_2554.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More at this website:&lt;br /&gt;http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Liverpool%202010%205th%20feb-6th%20feb/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-4014591815031136084?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/4014591815031136084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=4014591815031136084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/4014591815031136084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/4014591815031136084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2010/02/liverpool-way-better-than-manchester.html' title='Liverpool, way better than manchester'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Liverpool%202010%205th%20feb-6th%20feb/th_IMG_2552.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-8104330953224237396</id><published>2010-02-04T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T21:39:52.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Junsu in SG!!! NO FUCKING WAY!</title><content type='html'>Someone please kill me already..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since being here in UK, a bloody string of Kpop acts poped into little singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rumour has it that Junho, Junsu's twin brother will be in SG in April, and JUNSU IS HIS SPECIAL GUEST!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMFG, how can I ever missed my beloved TVXQ RIGHT!!! I am so upset now although its not a confirm thingi but still, chances of them going to SG apparently is very high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO SADDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-8104330953224237396?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/8104330953224237396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=8104330953224237396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/8104330953224237396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/8104330953224237396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2010/02/junsu-in-sg-no-fucking-way.html' title='Junsu in SG!!! NO FUCKING WAY!'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-169746226922678090</id><published>2010-01-31T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T22:03:25.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Random</title><content type='html'>Was talking to Ms V on MSN just a few moments ago and she is having this so called lesbian relationship problem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so what happened is, she asked this gf, lets name her R, if she wants to take the relationship to the next level.&lt;br /&gt;R being a typical ANG MO, told Ms V that she wasnt ready to have sex!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what Ms V really meant was, to go out as official gf NOT HAVING SEX!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, their tiny pea brain can only think of sex with relationhip. How NAIVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok anyway, this morning, some fucking asshole was trying to break my door open using his key (another stupid ang mo that leaves me speechless)&lt;br /&gt;Ok so, I was thinking, if he really does break open, I am so going to "casrade" him by hitting his god damn balls with the fire extinguisher beside my door. hahaha HOW BRILLANT!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-169746226922678090?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/169746226922678090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=169746226922678090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/169746226922678090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/169746226922678090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2010/01/something-random.html' title='Something Random'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-4384334904237218791</id><published>2010-01-24T21:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T21:31:07.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally understand the reason behind my long hibernation hours</title><content type='html'>Well it is not uncommon that I sleep at, when I say sleep at I mean like 12 hours every night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I dun get that kind of quality rest when I was in SG except on days off or whatever, but then this winter had been surprisingly fulfilling in terms of my sleeping hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been in bed at 10 almost every night and gets up at about 10 or 11 everyday when there are no lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I understood the reason behind my long "snake" hibernation hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, during winter, you get sun rise at say 8 or 8.30 and then sun sets at 4pm. So there are long hours where we are exposed to the sun, or day time here since there is practically no sun shine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, this comes down to my theory of long hibernation during winter. Our body produces this hormone call Melatonin, which aids in the sleep wake cycle. So when its night time, presumbly then there is an absence of natural sun light, ur body produces melatonin, to help u get to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this explains why I get tired at 5pm and sleeps for 12 hours every day not wanting to wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its becos of Melatonin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People with sleep problems can get this off the shelf at ur nearby pharmacy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerioss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-4384334904237218791?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/4384334904237218791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=4384334904237218791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/4384334904237218791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/4384334904237218791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2010/01/finally-understand-reason-behind-my.html' title='Finally understand the reason behind my long hibernation hours'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-4275402157153113908</id><published>2010-01-20T17:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T22:57:31.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I got myself some new Eye Candy</title><content type='html'>Ok since my boys are going to be in long hiatus, or whether they will do a comeback or not its not know, I have to entertain myself with of coz new eye candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a big fan of this programme: MBC Idol World, She's Coming, since Suju were in Season 1 or 2, then 2PM in season 3 and now, MBLAQ in season 5. I skipped season 4 bcos its Kara, and its not cool watching them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I watched a couple of episodes and these boys are hilarious!! Han leader's ah boy was so funny!!! But But my favourite happens to be tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/mir/DWMYST/mir.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i799.photobucket.com/albums/yy271/DWMYST/mir.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MIR!!!! 미르&lt;br /&gt;Cos he is soooo CUTE!!! He looks like his sister, who is Go Eunah and his personality always reminds me of Hongki's character, Jeremy in You're Beautiful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so here is my new eye candies although they arent exactly good looking, but at least enjoyable to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/mblaq/abkv07/MBLAQ.jpg?o=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 322px; HEIGHT: 447px" border="0" src="http://i577.photobucket.com/albums/ss212/abkv07/MBLAQ.jpg" width="546" height="646" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pic changed for certain reasons haha!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still love my TVXQ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/dbsk/renzoz/dbsk.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 351px" border="0" src="http://i571.photobucket.com/albums/ss152/renzoz/dbsk.jpg" width="449" height="449" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found this pic of Jaejoong out of Random&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO PRETTYYYYY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i779.photobucket.com/albums/yy72/ninne_jaevolleygirl/TVXQ/jaecute.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-4275402157153113908?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/4275402157153113908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=4275402157153113908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/4275402157153113908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/4275402157153113908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-think-i-got-myself-some-new-eye-candy.html' title='I think I got myself some new Eye Candy'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i779.photobucket.com/albums/yy72/ninne_jaevolleygirl/TVXQ/th_jaecute.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-4115108927942422264</id><published>2010-01-16T18:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T19:12:32.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a NIGHT!!</title><content type='html'>First I must confess that yesterday night turn out to be something so way out of our original plans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was suppose to be a meal between Me, Gemma and Sarah then back to my to chill. But instead, we ended up in Gay Village thanks to the fact of course, Vivian's presence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well its not so bad, but then clubbing in the cold winter makes you ill, the club is warm like fuck, outside is cold like shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best thing of all, Gemma actually went to invite this girl from their Uni to stay over at either mine, or Sarah!!! OMFG How fucking piss she is! Ok I am not very happy at the fact because its &lt;strong&gt;ONLY NICE if you ASK THE fucking OWNER &lt;/strong&gt;if its ok to stay over, and obviously she made the decision herself. And THIS libby girl, me and Vivian just dun like her! I dun like her looks one bit, she may be nice ( or maybe not) since I dunno her at all. But &lt;strong&gt;I AM SO NOT&lt;/strong&gt; going to have someone I dunno to stay with me!! NO BLOODY  WAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So poor Sarah had to take the 2 of them home cos I cant be bothered to house anyone after the invitation and I went home early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I know Gemma is being nice and all, but seriously, its only polite to ask, although I will say no for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the "beast" in Gemma was unleashed. Ok randomly kissing this guy, who is SO UGLY ewww!!... What is she like when she is drunk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, on a lighter note, Gay Village isnt exactly GAY! There are many straight people, and infact one of these Straight irritating PEST called the &lt;strong&gt;MALE SPECIES&lt;/strong&gt; was around us all the time, until I had to shout at him, DUN TOUCH ME!! Chee Bye! I am not ur fucking doll yeah, if you want to pick on someone, pls choose someone more gulible and someone who is more likely to flirt with you, COS I AM SO FUCKING NOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I came out with this little theory of mine:&lt;br /&gt;If you are in Gay Village and you are straight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When an opposite sex approach you and he or she is so not your type, tell them that u are gay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When the same sex approach you, tell them that you are straight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Easy to get rid of pest!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok here are some pictures.. Enjoy although I didnt enjoy at all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proper English Pub we went&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Night%20out%2015th%20Jan%202010/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_2477.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Night%20out%2015th%20Jan%202010/IMG_2477.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Night%20out%2015th%20Jan%202010/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_2480.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Night%20out%2015th%20Jan%202010/IMG_2480.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Night%20out%2015th%20Jan%202010/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_2483.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Night%20out%2015th%20Jan%202010/IMG_2483.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the Libby Girl and some random funny fat ass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Night%20out%2015th%20Jan%202010/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_2494.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Night%20out%2015th%20Jan%202010/IMG_2494.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Night%20out%2015th%20Jan%202010/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_2496.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Night%20out%2015th%20Jan%202010/IMG_2496.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-4115108927942422264?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/4115108927942422264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=4115108927942422264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/4115108927942422264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/4115108927942422264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-night.html' title='What a NIGHT!!'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Night%20out%2015th%20Jan%202010/th_IMG_2477.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-8759859128261300148</id><published>2010-01-10T01:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T03:05:00.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday 2009/Hypocrites</title><content type='html'>Sound weird to call my 3 weeks break in Sg a Holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways here are the long awaited pics Ive taken for the past 3 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not snowing now, but manchester is still blanket with thick layers of snow and guess what, my boots are just not anti slip enough and I slipped so many times and fell once.. Fuck now my butt hurts haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I want to complain also!! What disappoint me most was this friend of mine was someone I know for many many years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok if you are not sincere to send me off the airport, just say so, like I cant send u off or something, dun beat around the fucking bush, asking what time is my flight, what time u are going in and such. I probably wont give a FUCKING damn whether u turn up or not, but to ask people these questions and then send an sms saying, Sorry cant make it tonight, is super hypocritical!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate people who are not frank enough to tell people, hey I cant go. If u dun want to go, just say it la, I probably wouldnt give a damn, but then asking me over and over again, what time I will be at the airport and such, wa piangz WTF can. Trying to be someone sincere then turn heads around smsing u that u wont turn up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, these 3 weeks of break has kinda been disappointing, not only I managed to see some true colours of people I called friends, but some people just dun understand that being tactless or trying to be tactless can lead to someone else's misery, so this tactless thing is another story, which I dun even want to bother to write down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok on a lighter note. Here are some pics!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pork LARD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Singapore%20Holiday/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_2383.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Singapore%20Holiday/IMG_2383.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me with Pervert Club President&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Singapore%20Holiday/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_2421.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Singapore%20Holiday/IMG_2421.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sinful Foursome at Demsey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Singapore%20Holiday/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_2431.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Singapore%20Holiday/IMG_2431.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scary looking Serene At Ion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Singapore%20Holiday/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_2443.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Singapore%20Holiday/IMG_2443.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Chu and Camwhoring as usual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Singapore%20Holiday/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_2455.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Singapore%20Holiday/IMG_2455.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the Airport&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Singapore%20Holiday/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_2465.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Singapore%20Holiday/IMG_2465.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon Arrival at my Flat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Singapore%20Holiday/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_2467.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Singapore%20Holiday/IMG_2467.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-8759859128261300148?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/8759859128261300148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=8759859128261300148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/8759859128261300148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/8759859128261300148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2010/01/holiday-2009hypocrites.html' title='Holiday 2009/Hypocrites'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Singapore%20Holiday/th_IMG_2383.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-1194433566626456517</id><published>2010-01-07T23:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T00:03:17.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Night in SG Till NOV</title><content type='html'>MY final last post until Nov from SG!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok these 3 weeks are scary!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with alot of good friends and had good time catching up with all of them. Though I was not able to meet some friends but it was still fulfilling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first xmas gift was from this guy friend of mine, who gave me a beanie which i thought of buying, on the night i came back to sg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first people I met were Yew Yew and Sheila!! What BFF they are lo... Meeting me early just for breakie!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Hanying and gang of cos!! haha we spent my first dinner together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xmas was plagued with illness so didnt celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Year was spent at a friend's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up the BTS seniors for Dinner, my supervisor and my good twin.&lt;br /&gt;Then the whole group for lunch&lt;br /&gt;Then Sofia for dinner today haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took alot of pictures but I had no time to post them up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manchester is freezing cold now so I hope I will be able to keep myself warm and healthy when I return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao SG, see u guys in 11 months time!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-1194433566626456517?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/1194433566626456517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=1194433566626456517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/1194433566626456517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/1194433566626456517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2010/01/final-night-in-sg-till-nov.html' title='Final Night in SG Till NOV'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-8394712621246529409</id><published>2009-12-31T12:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T12:37:38.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy NEW YEAR!!</title><content type='html'>So firstly lets recap what happened in the past year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I got promoted at work (Increment that I get to enjoy for a month only)&lt;br /&gt;2. Went to watch TVXQ's 3rd cocnert twice in BKK (Totally Worth IT!!)&lt;br /&gt;3. Went to Seoul after 3 years on our own and first family holiday after god knows how many years&lt;br /&gt;4. Going back to school (Totally unforseen haha)&lt;br /&gt;5. Seeing my beloved TVXQ in a jeopardy (upsetting)&lt;br /&gt;6. Didnt BUY A SINGLE BRANDED BAG AT ALL (Cannot believe it)&lt;br /&gt;7. Finally joined Facebook (What a Shame)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok la to be fair 2009 was a fairly good year personal wise. But I dont really enjoy it. It wasnt a fulfilling year neither was it a year that I didnt get to do the things I want to do.&lt;br /&gt;For once, I am finally going to end my education, Masters is the last I ever want to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010, hopefully will be a better year although I wont be spending it in Singapore and I will only have a goal in mind, STUDY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to everyone out there, a very HAPPY NEW YEAR!! and may 2010 be a better year ahead!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-8394712621246529409?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/8394712621246529409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=8394712621246529409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/8394712621246529409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/8394712621246529409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy NEW YEAR!!'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-5553607416765646691</id><published>2009-12-30T09:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T09:41:55.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The EGOism of the male species</title><content type='html'>Ok first thing first I would like to clarify&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following conversation made my blood boil a little, nothing new, but it was very insulting in my own opinion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So me and my primary school friends went out yesterday and met up with this other friend who happens to be in UK as well studying some kind of shit that I dun want to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He so easily commented on the school I go to, I am not attending some prestigious university in UK but at least one that is reputable and recognised in the field of biomedical science. So he started commenting on how and why I chose that school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies and gentlemen, seriously, is it that important to look at what school you go to. By the end of the day your cert is just going to put ur name on it with the field of study you are doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, the ultimate goal is to attain a higher level of education irregardless of the school. The school that I went to happens to be the "lousier" Manchester University, but so what, those good universities are not doing courses that I am interested in even if my mother fucking grades are well above the rest of my cohort, but then again, I probably wont be half happy attendind to the prestigous counterparts when I know will be so full of those "rich Singaporeans kids" who thinks that they are rich and almighty like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all that I care if u want to find a girlfriend from those bunch of snobs because I am not giving a damn about it. But do you even need to go so low to comment that you will never want a wife from "those universities"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humans are too superficial, or rather you are too superfical. Paper qualification doesnt mean everything. So what if ur future wife attends a prestigious university, but ended up becoming your stay homed wifey. And so what if I didnt want to attend those universities, bcos personally I think I can live of better by attending a regular one with people who are NOT SNOBBISH and people who stand on their two feet firmly on the ground all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope he eat back his words in the future years. If he is going to marry someone of a "lower education background" then I know for sure that life is always fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking bull cock is getting you nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouldnt feel so badly affected by that conversation. I really shouldnt!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-5553607416765646691?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/5553607416765646691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=5553607416765646691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/5553607416765646691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/5553607416765646691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2009/12/egoism-of-male-species.html' title='The EGOism of the male species'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-1964280459534134882</id><published>2009-12-26T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T13:12:39.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bugger</title><content type='html'>The best thing that could ever happen to me in this 3 weeks is to get gastric flu. Vomit till my stomach is empty and have all plans cancelled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a wasted trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But luckily, I CAN CLAIM from my issurance&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-1964280459534134882?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/1964280459534134882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=1964280459534134882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/1964280459534134882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/1964280459534134882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2009/12/bugger.html' title='Bugger'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-2487357824147185443</id><published>2009-12-20T08:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T08:08:20.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Sweet Home</title><content type='html'>After almost 2 hours of flight delay, stuck in a plane, defrosting of the plane cos it was snowing, and survivng the fucking -2 weather to get out of the coach to get onto the plane, YES THERE WERENT ANY AVAILABLE GATES!!! SO LIKE BUDGET TERMINAL LIKE THAT CAN!! I wonder did SQ pay them enough parking fee, if not why lok kok airline, Thomas Cook have bloody gates for their plane but not First Class Airline SQ?!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then 12 hours non stop of eating chips, and on off sleeping, I finally touched down at sunny singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dearest Yew Yew and Mona went to the airport to meet me, take me to Changi Village for Brekkie then I was sent home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slpt till 5 until lao karen woke me up cos we are meeting at half 6!! So I was late la.. Then surprise surprise, santa came early, and another friend of my who was in Orchard coincidentaly gave me a small but needed gift, a winter beanie!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going to get that when I return to UK, but guess not now heeh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok then woke up at 5 am today, feeling hungry and not tired at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 weeks of break with 2 assignments to do.. what a holiday!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-2487357824147185443?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/2487357824147185443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=2487357824147185443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/2487357824147185443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/2487357824147185443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2009/12/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home Sweet Home'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-5048791205675220777</id><published>2009-12-16T11:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T11:37:38.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I CANNOT BELIEVE IT</title><content type='html'>Ok firstly I want to say its fucking 3.21am here in UK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And me here, is FUCKING PISSED!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot believe how someone can be so selfish to another person who probably dun have many years left in this world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what exactly happens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldnt slp at 2am. Tossing and turning but not slping, so i decided ok la, cannot slp go online a bit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went into FB. New msg inbox. this is what it says&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Cousin A December 15 at 10:19pm Reply&lt;br /&gt;ok confirm i will get the satay. btw what time the party start lehz...???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i alrdy extend the invitation to 3rd uncle &amp;amp; aunty and oso asked to bring ah mah &amp;amp; my mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Mean Guy December 15 at 11:05pm Reply&lt;br /&gt;Cousin A - &lt;strong&gt;u sure u wana ask ah ma to come&lt;/strong&gt;? she cannot eat this, cannot eat that .. end up have to cater another round of food for her+the maid (muslim maybe?). i'm not being bad-hearted thou, think abt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Karen Lim December 16 at 2:07am&lt;br /&gt;Aiyo dun be so mean la.. Just go lo.. at most pack food... At least she gets to see all her grandchildren....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mean Guy December 16 at 2:18am Reply&lt;br /&gt;how you define mean? hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never say she cannot come. and yes it's a good idea, You will be in charge for her packed food. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;This paragraph made me so ANGRY!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;That fucking bastard is just trying to push responsibility, ok la nvm. Being SACARSTIC is not making anything happen!!!! What do u mean but not being black hearted! U are obviously trying to imply to Cousin A NOT TO invite grandma along!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Karen Lim December 16 at 2:25am&lt;br /&gt;Lets see what she says la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If she wants to go, then we will have to think of a way to get food for her.&lt;br /&gt;The maid.. eh... Well she can have what we have?? I dunno, I dun employ her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I believe in KARMA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What is it that makes u not want ur grandma to join in a party with all her grands and great grands. Its not just mean, its INHUMANE to do so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So gladly, another cousin of my shot him another reply &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cousin B December 16 at 2:58am Reply&lt;br /&gt;yes dun be so mean to our ah mah, at this age ,food to her is not important any more. is the precious time that she has to spend with all her children and grand children tat she is looking forward to. dun jus leave her at home, try to spend time with her, after all she not tat difficult to take care, some more she has a maid! not like my ah mah at home, now need ppl to look aft and bath for her! SO DUN BE MEAN TO HER!&lt;br /&gt;Sorry that me and jerry are unable to enjoin in this party. but when we back we will arrang a weekend to bring the two ah mah for outing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS MEAN GUY U GO AND DEFINE THE MEAN urself! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See not everyone is inhumane like u.. I wish and I hope that when the other cousins sees that mail in their FB, they will have the same reaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I WANT TO COMPLAIN TO MY MUM!!! SO ANGRY!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am extremely pissed and disappointed!! I cant believe ppl like him exist in this world.&lt;br /&gt;Buddha, please teach people like them a lesson, cos they really need to know what filal piety means and most importantly the importance of being a proper human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I think murderer would act in a more non maleficence way than him!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-5048791205675220777?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/5048791205675220777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=5048791205675220777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/5048791205675220777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/5048791205675220777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-cannot-believe-it.html' title='I CANNOT BELIEVE IT'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-1472726026477382020</id><published>2009-12-08T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T21:28:43.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wa Lau Eh</title><content type='html'>Wah my stupid lecturer always cancel her lecture so bloody last minute!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily I am staying like a stone throw away, pity my mates who need to travel an hour to get to sch only to know that she cancelled the lecture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody hell&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-1472726026477382020?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/1472726026477382020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=1472726026477382020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/1472726026477382020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/1472726026477382020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2009/12/wa-lau-eh.html' title='Wa Lau Eh'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-8578968981437308975</id><published>2009-11-29T06:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T06:23:35.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do not dirty talk at the corridor</title><content type='html'>Double post!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I was talking to 애인 just now and told her a funny story a couple of days back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok the wall as usual is very thin so can hear everything right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This girl, who is super drunk cos she couldnt speak properly, told this guy, " I am going to make you wet and hard, all night long and you will have the best time ever!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I was laughing out loud! ITS SO FUCKING FUNNY!!!!!! I wanted to open the door and told them to faster go back to your own room to fuck dun fuck outside my door! So funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so they retreat back into their well room to u know do what hahaahha so funny la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun dirty talk at the corridor, people can hear very clearly!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-8578968981437308975?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/8578968981437308975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=8578968981437308975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/8578968981437308975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/8578968981437308975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2009/11/do-not-dirty-talk-at-corridor.html' title='Do not dirty talk at the corridor'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-3287187921018627634</id><published>2009-11-29T04:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T06:16:22.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out with my Favourite Gem and the cutest baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Day%20out%20on%2027th%20and%20Tilly%20on%2028th/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2316.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Day%20out%20on%2027th%20and%20Tilly%20on%2028th/IMG_2316.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out to the Xmas market with Gem, Sarah and Vivian on friday. Nothing much but we had hot wine. So much better than the Applewine i had in Germany, if u guys recalled, tasted like sock soaked water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I met Gemma at the Tram station, and this random Scouser came up to me wanting a picture to be taken cos he assumed that I had never seen Santa.. haha so took la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Day%20out%20on%2027th%20and%20Tilly%20on%2028th/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2313.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Day%20out%20on%2027th%20and%20Tilly%20on%2028th/IMG_2313.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot Wine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Day%20out%20on%2027th%20and%20Tilly%20on%2028th/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2321.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Day%20out%20on%2027th%20and%20Tilly%20on%2028th/IMG_2321.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Day%20out%20on%2027th%20and%20Tilly%20on%2028th/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2319.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Day%20out%20on%2027th%20and%20Tilly%20on%2028th/IMG_2319.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Day%20out%20on%2027th%20and%20Tilly%20on%2028th/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2324.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Day%20out%20on%2027th%20and%20Tilly%20on%2028th/IMG_2324.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to have chinese food, drinks and ended early about 12 for me and vivian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Day%20out%20on%2027th%20and%20Tilly%20on%2028th/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2325.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Day%20out%20on%2027th%20and%20Tilly%20on%2028th/IMG_2325.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, saturday, Jill, Gem's sister, left her 18 months old baby girl with Gemma. So We took the chance to bring her around the Lowry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Day%20out%20on%2027th%20and%20Tilly%20on%2028th/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2333.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Day%20out%20on%2027th%20and%20Tilly%20on%2028th/IMG_2333.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is such an easy child!! She doesnt cry, doesnt make any sort of noise wanting people to carry her, and she is alright with me!!! SHE LIKES ME!! and I love her equally..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Day%20out%20on%2027th%20and%20Tilly%20on%2028th/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2345.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Day%20out%20on%2027th%20and%20Tilly%20on%2028th/IMG_2345.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She kept saying bye bye to the snowman haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Day%20out%20on%2027th%20and%20Tilly%20on%2028th/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2353.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Day%20out%20on%2027th%20and%20Tilly%20on%2028th/IMG_2353.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she hates SANTA like MEEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Day%20out%20on%2027th%20and%20Tilly%20on%2028th/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2354.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Day%20out%20on%2027th%20and%20Tilly%20on%2028th/IMG_2354.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO CUTE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Day%20out%20on%2027th%20and%20Tilly%20on%2028th/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2364.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Day%20out%20on%2027th%20and%20Tilly%20on%2028th/IMG_2364.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Day%20out%20on%2027th%20and%20Tilly%20on%2028th/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2366.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Day%20out%20on%2027th%20and%20Tilly%20on%2028th/IMG_2366.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Day%20out%20on%2027th%20and%20Tilly%20on%2028th/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2380.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Day%20out%20on%2027th%20and%20Tilly%20on%2028th/IMG_2380.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Day%20out%20on%2027th%20and%20Tilly%20on%2028th/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2381.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Day%20out%20on%2027th%20and%20Tilly%20on%2028th/IMG_2381.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great time taking care of her cos she is absolutely adorable!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some Random onesa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Metro! OMG the station is a nightmare so is the TRAM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Day%20out%20on%2027th%20and%20Tilly%20on%2028th/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2328.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Day%20out%20on%2027th%20and%20Tilly%20on%2028th/IMG_2328.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Day%20out%20on%2027th%20and%20Tilly%20on%2028th/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2329.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Day%20out%20on%2027th%20and%20Tilly%20on%2028th/IMG_2329.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lao Karen and Hanying&lt;br /&gt;Thats Old Trafford.. But very blur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Day%20out%20on%2027th%20and%20Tilly%20on%2028th/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2373.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Day%20out%20on%2027th%20and%20Tilly%20on%2028th/IMG_2373.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-3287187921018627634?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/3287187921018627634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=3287187921018627634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/3287187921018627634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/3287187921018627634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2009/11/out-with-my-favourite-gem-and-cutest.html' title='Out with my Favourite Gem and the cutest baby!'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Day%20out%20on%2027th%20and%20Tilly%20on%2028th/th_IMG_2316.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-362095444674114908</id><published>2009-11-27T20:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T20:09:15.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It will never be the same</title><content type='html'>I kept telling myself, thats its ok, they havent perform in months, I kept telling others to lighten up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at them perform after 3 months, it sadden me, the obvious gap during the interview, their facial expression, it tells me all, it will never be the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just it was pyschologically as well, cos its the 3-2 thingi that is doing everyone's heading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we were to see that sort of performance back in the days when everything was fine, fans would just reply, well its not their best performace, its not their day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, it looked so tensed, watching them perform, its so tensed too.. maybe its just my brain. But I hope they prove me wrong, it will still be the same...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what, I still love them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-362095444674114908?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/362095444674114908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=362095444674114908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/362095444674114908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/362095444674114908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2009/11/it-will-never-be-same.html' title='It will never be the same'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-8696312011056862159</id><published>2009-11-23T19:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T19:49:42.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mnet music awards</title><content type='html'>I always look forward to MKMF every year, regardless whether my favourite artists were attending or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year no difference but they changed their name to MAMA.. Mnet Asian Music Awards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok first thing first, thats not a "Asian" music award ceremony cos everyone who attended were from Korea only like 2, one from Japan and the other from Taiwan, so calling it the "Asian" award is a bit ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the main ceremony, apart from the extravagance performaces, which Ivy took Nickhun out for a lap dance, you should see Khun's face, so cute la, The main award ceremony was boring!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, alot of artist were not there, so people who went, won. As simple as that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do personally believe that a few people deserve to win,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. BEG: I think they totally deserve it! They are a bit suay in the sense that whenever they were out with an album, Wonder Girls or some other "better" girl group will have an album out. So this year no competition, although strictly speaking, SNSD was probably the closest, but they didnt go, so BEG won!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. 2pm: After their leader left, I really thought it was the end. But the boys worked very hard despite the "Hottest" wanted to boycott their latest album cos their leader was not there. Nevertheless, I think they deserve every single inch to win the awards they won that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Drunken Tiger: He was a big surprise to me. He wasnt main stream like GD or other singers, but he is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some other winners are not so deserving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Kara: Whats up with that stupid dance winning best dance, oh, bcos Super Junior nor SNSD were there, so they won la! They cant dance! Thats one, secondly, that song, Honey, wasnt even a dancing song to me, the dance was plain ridiculous and make the girls look a bit stupid. They are pretty girls and I do like watching them, but they cant sing live, and they cant dance well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. GDragon: I was probably laughing my ass out when he won best album. For the love of the people, how can an album full of plagiarism accusation won "BEST ALBUM". I love that album to bits, I really do, but having this "accused" album winning the "Best Album" award which is ironically the biggest daesang of the night, just managed to disgrace all the other korean singers whose album werent plagiarism, but as good as GD's album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the biggest moment, my 3 boys!!!!!!!!!!  You see, TVXQ hasnt been active since the lawsuit in Korea, but for the love of their fans, the 3 members went on to collect the award. I really miss them! (They are coming back in Japan so YEAH). Its a touching moment and all the fans shouted Miduoyo (I believe in you) after they left. They deserve every single bit to collect the award on behalf of TVXQ, cos the award is for TVXQ and not SM, Screw that bastards!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok enough of my rummings....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-8696312011056862159?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/8696312011056862159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=8696312011056862159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/8696312011056862159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/8696312011056862159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2009/11/mnet-music-awards.html' title='Mnet music awards'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-7847180055317285650</id><published>2009-11-22T03:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T03:57:55.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I WANNA!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I WANNA KILL SM!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all I want to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether be them 5 or just 3 the who went to accept the award, they have every single right to.. SM SCUMBAGSSSSSSSSSSS feel like killing them now!! argh!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-7847180055317285650?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/7847180055317285650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=7847180055317285650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/7847180055317285650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/7847180055317285650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-wanna.html' title='I WANNA!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-2945818880112635848</id><published>2009-11-20T02:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T02:44:21.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gemma's Birthday 2009</title><content type='html'>So my ang mo best friend celebrated her 28th birthday yesterday hha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a small event with myself and 2 Sarahs..&lt;br /&gt;One sarah is from Canada and the other from Gemma's hometown...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went into town.. Xmas lights everywhere so pretty and all the Xmas MARKETS!!!! so many things la.. must bring my camera out the next week man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went into Living Room, a bar to have a few drinks. We had cocktails which was only 3.50 pounds!!! and a blt of champagne between the Sarah from Canada and Gemma and myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the other Sarah came, we went to this Thai Resturant off Deansgate.. SO YUMMYYYY But super ex.. Together with a blt of wine, we paid 25 pounds for the meal each. But we were so stuffed after that we couldnt finish some food... It was really delicious, not like those Thai places in SG where they serve shit and cheapo thai food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here are some picturessss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Huge XMAS tree off German Market at Albert Sq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Gemma%20Birthday%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00013.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Gemma%20Birthday%202009/SNC00013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canada Sarah and Gemma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Gemma%20Birthday%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00015.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Gemma%20Birthday%202009/SNC00015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and My Fav GEM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Gemma%20Birthday%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00016.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Gemma%20Birthday%202009/SNC00016.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other Sarah and Gemma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Gemma%20Birthday%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00017.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Gemma%20Birthday%202009/SNC00017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canada Sarah and ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Gemma%20Birthday%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00018.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Gemma%20Birthday%202009/SNC00018.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a fatabulous time!!!!!!! hahaha Canada Sarah is such a lovable person!!! and the other Sarah is SOOO FUNNYYYYYYY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok The end&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-2945818880112635848?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/2945818880112635848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=2945818880112635848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/2945818880112635848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/2945818880112635848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2009/11/gemmas-birthday-2009.html' title='Gemma&apos;s Birthday 2009'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Gemma%20Birthday%202009/th_SNC00013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-4221246229665239772</id><published>2009-11-13T18:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T18:44:27.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wa lau eh.. I really need to "wash" away all the bad luck</title><content type='html'>First, i didnt receive an email i am suppose to when I hand in my coursework.. Haiya then now I will worry everyday whether they receive or not, cos if they lost it, oh man I need to repeat my entire Masters, no joke! cos all coursework based.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the water run out! NO water in my entire block!! It was out from about 6pm to 8pm. Luckily I've already taken my shower, imagine, in the middle of soaping urself, then no water.. siao man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that the water is back, its so dirty!!! the hot tap is still alright, but the cold one is cloudy!!!!!!! omg...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-4221246229665239772?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/4221246229665239772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=4221246229665239772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/4221246229665239772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/4221246229665239772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2009/11/wa-lau-eh-i-really-need-to-wash-away.html' title='Wa lau eh.. I really need to &quot;wash&quot; away all the bad luck'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-1523386558719088281</id><published>2009-11-09T19:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T19:39:19.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why must it always be at 3AM!!!!</title><content type='html'>OMG!!! I hate 3am officially...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The timing is just too much of a coincidence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost every night I will be woken up bu drunken bastards at 3am!! The couple made love at 3am!! And now the insurance people called me at 3AM!!!!! FUCK!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok insurance, she didnt know I am in manchester so forgivable, but i am going to put my Sg phone in silent mode...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need slp, and pass that 3am!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE 3AM!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-1523386558719088281?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/1523386558719088281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=1523386558719088281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/1523386558719088281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/1523386558719088281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2009/11/why-must-it-always-be-at-3am.html' title='Why must it always be at 3AM!!!!'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-798738842193240103</id><published>2009-11-04T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T22:02:13.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG I HEARD IT AGAIN! ARH!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Why must I always live next to a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sex-crazed british! Fuck!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So initially, in the middle of the night, once a week, I heard banging on the wall next door, which too bad, leads to the banging on my wall heater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I thought, maybe this is a hardworking lad, who is doing some kind of project next door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEKALI! On monday night, he did again, and this time, I heard proper moaning.. YES!!! Worst than the one Kim did to me 3 years ago..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For fuck sake, dont they know that there are people next door..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So being the evil me, decided to wake the bastard and bitch up by vaccuming the floor at 8 in the morning, since they practically woke me up at 4am with their moans and what not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean come one, I know you guys are enjoying it, but at the same time, please be a little more considerate with your poor neighbours next door... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KNNBCBB!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-798738842193240103?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/798738842193240103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=798738842193240103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/798738842193240103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/798738842193240103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2009/11/omg-i-heard-it-again-arh.html' title='OMG I HEARD IT AGAIN! ARH!!!!!'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-5538527159192531276</id><published>2009-11-01T22:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T22:16:52.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You know what is completely wasted???</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, people get drunk, and sometimes people get wasted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contrasting difference?? Yeah in a way. When you are drunk, you can still walk and talk normally, or at least you try to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are wasted, you have no fucking idea what you are doing and talking about, and when friends capture them on photos and videos, you will go oh my fucking god&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Halloween is massive here in UK and a few of my friends tried to dress up and paint their faces ghostly. Lucky for me, they tried painting on my face on wednesday and pimples started to pop ou (yikes) so I did not paint my face..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, went to usual hang out long legs. I didnt drink at all!! (So proud of myself) haha cos my gastric was a little uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back to story, then this guy, Adrian, ok la like normal drink.. But he was completely fucked before we head out of long legs. He was super hyperactive!! OMG!!! What a horrid sight! Hanging onto poles and stuff, had to drag him out of the club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Sarah was fighting with a fucking bitch, he sat there and was in dazed... haha bad impression&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But funny la, it was a bit of a racist, but Sarah dressed up as a woman with afro and fat, big saggy boobs and virgina.. I will post the pictures once I have them. Its fucking funny. Can go to my facebook to look at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok back to my definition of drunk and wasted, so obviously, Mr Adrian is wasted. So people, next time when you drink, please do remember, dun get wasted, at least know what you are doing, in this sense, just be drunk la haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-5538527159192531276?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/5538527159192531276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=5538527159192531276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/5538527159192531276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/5538527159192531276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-what-what-is-completely-wasted.html' title='You know what is completely wasted???'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-3739272703649034449</id><published>2009-10-22T23:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T23:41:21.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I did something Stupid!!</title><content type='html'>I must be dead tired!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Miss V's hse yesterday to have dinner.. After dinner I helped her cleared a bit, then went home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a phone call shortly after,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madz: AE IN!!! Where are my spoons?&lt;br /&gt;Me: I thought Viv washed&lt;br /&gt;Madz: Yea now we cant find it&lt;br /&gt;Viv: Did you bin it??&lt;br /&gt;Me: I dun think so, I know Viv washed it&lt;br /&gt;Viv at the background: OMG ITS IN THE BIN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!~!!! I cant believe I binned the spoons!! Anyway the pic is no facebook.. I am so stupid..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It must be the aftermath of my drunken state&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh here are some pictures of Madz birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Groupie!! Not in here cos I was fucking pissed, decided to rest at one corner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Madz%20Birthday/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2264.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Madz%20Birthday/IMG_2264.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Sarah!!!!!! Omg this girl is HOT when I first met her! She is really nice!!&lt;br /&gt;And some extras behind us, Adrian and Hudini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Madz%20Birthday/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2094.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Madz%20Birthday/IMG_2094.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Aaron and Mis Viv. Aaron was the guy draggin me out of the club hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Madz%20Birthday/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2124.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Madz%20Birthday/IMG_2124.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Henry (Madz BF) and Miss V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Madz%20Birthday/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2132.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Madz%20Birthday/IMG_2132.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice little group shot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Madz%20Birthday/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2141.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Madz%20Birthday/IMG_2141.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and the Birthday girl.. Fucking Pissed by then haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Madz%20Birthday/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2200.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Madz%20Birthday/IMG_2200.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Nadine. She is really pretty in person but photos are just not justifying her looks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Madz%20Birthday/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2218.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Madz%20Birthday/IMG_2218.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-3739272703649034449?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/3739272703649034449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=3739272703649034449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/3739272703649034449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/3739272703649034449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-did-something-stupid.html' title='I did something Stupid!!'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Madz%20Birthday/th_IMG_2264.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-4988335000013703450</id><published>2009-10-18T22:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T22:33:03.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All because of Madz</title><content type='html'>I swear my entire life.. That was the very first time I was so DRUNK OMGGGGG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Madz birthday celebration on friday night. So the whole big group of us went to club for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I drank quite a bit and was bit tipsy before the club closed. Then this guy, Eric decided to buy us all Shots. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the shot omg!! Drunk man!! I sat at one corner quietly looking at them all wasted as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 4.30am the club was closing, so Eric and Aaron, were like, come on Karen lets go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was eh but I dun wanna gooooo whiny la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they practically had to coax me to get me out of the club before it closes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG I cant believe it!! I must be so fucked that day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily some of them drove so I was driven home safely, if not... I think I cant take a taxi home myself haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok that will be my last time to drink so much&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-4988335000013703450?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/4988335000013703450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=4988335000013703450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/4988335000013703450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/4988335000013703450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2009/10/all-because-of-madz.html' title='All because of Madz'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-7020511294643392404</id><published>2009-10-07T17:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T02:59:11.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Touring London, The Cabin Crew Style</title><content type='html'>First thing first, touring London takes more than 2 days. It was a short trip bcos my friend, a cabin crew was only in London for a few days so, bascially, this trip we really got to see how Cabin Crew made used of their time to sight see and shop in a short period. And it was hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoyable but too hectic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th Oct, We were suppose to board the bus at 6.25am. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GUESS WHAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;?!?!? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bcos of Miss V, WE MISSED THE BUS!!! FUCK!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Sian, went back to the apartment to spend another 11 pounds to get another set of tickets. Waste money lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bus ride was horrendous. Bumpy and alot of stops. By the time we reached London, poor me who was really ill, was dying of tiredness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1740.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/IMG_1740.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First stop was Camden Town. A Gay town but I didnt really see any gays. It was a really nice place. Good shopping place for those of you with time, cos the place is HUGE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1747.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/IMG_1747.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They even got an ALDO Sales Shop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1751.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/IMG_1751.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motor Seats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1754.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/IMG_1754.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONUTS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1762.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/IMG_1762.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1765.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/IMG_1765.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 crazy women. Make that 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1766.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/IMG_1766.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1772.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/IMG_1772.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yum Cha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1779.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/IMG_1779.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We werent suppose to take photos in this shop but, the shop keeper was really nice and he took the picture for us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1791.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/IMG_1791.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1791.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/IMG_1791.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the Dick of the Horse hahaha. Ppl thought we were mad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1809.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/IMG_1809.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like a flea market, so you really got to dig into the pile of stuff to get what you want. So you really need time for this place. But best thing of all, its open 365 days a year!!!!! from 9 am to about 6pm. So people go have a look at that place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we ended up in Chinatown for some Korean food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look what I Found&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1840.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/IMG_1840.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5OCT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full day really. First, something really ironic happened. Joyce was introducing us through pictures of her colleagues who were in London with her, and viola guess what!?!?! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I saw my friend!!!! and I didnt even know she was in LONDON!!!! I could have bunk in with her sob sob.. She got a shock when she saw me. It was really nice to see a familiar face in an unfamiliar place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I was so happy to see her cos the last time I saw her it was May last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok back to London&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went around shopping at Harrods. But the weather is really a piece of SHIT! Raining, raining and more rain sian sian sian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1843.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/IMG_1843.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at these eggs!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1849.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/IMG_1849.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1850.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/IMG_1850.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 POUNDS FOR OYSTERS!!! FUCKING HELL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1852.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/IMG_1852.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caviar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1845.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/IMG_1845.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what are these&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1857.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/IMG_1857.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;VODKA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The all so famous Egyptian Stairs in Harrods&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1862.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/IMG_1862.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what are these&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1883.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/IMG_1883.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1882.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/IMG_1882.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah Its Juicy FOR PETSSSSS WHAT THE FUCK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEARS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1895.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/IMG_1895.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1897.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/IMG_1897.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This bear got story one okay. Its William Bear. Someone who works in Harrods for 50 years from late 19th Century to early 20th Century&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1898.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/IMG_1898.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were taking the tube walking around to many sight seeing places.. I've got pictures haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIG BEN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1905.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/IMG_1905.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its close to London EYE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1907.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/IMG_1907.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos of the sickening weather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1913.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/IMG_1913.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at these 2 crazy BITCHES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1920.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/IMG_1920.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look what we found&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1931.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/IMG_1931.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tower Bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1938.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/IMG_1938.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;London Bridge is really ugly so we didnt even walk there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buckingham Palace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1948.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/IMG_1948.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1947.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/IMG_1947.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1960.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/IMG_1960.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This following place is a MUST GO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;National Museum in London and its FREEEEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1963.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/IMG_1963.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How embarrassing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1979.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/IMG_1979.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They even got a KOBE SUPERMARKET IN THERE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1991.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/IMG_1991.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha kidding it was a stimulator of Earthquake in Kobe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1994.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/IMG_1994.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1997.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/IMG_1997.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most DISGUSTING THING I saw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_2007.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/IMG_2007.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some kind of coral embedded into a stone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gems anyone?? They have all sorts there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_2012.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/IMG_2012.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diamond is so UGLY uncut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_2015.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/IMG_2015.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Explaination of how Diamonds are cut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_2031.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/IMG_2031.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DINOSAURS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_2037.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/IMG_2037.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_2044.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/IMG_2044.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are real Fossils by the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How they become extinct? You wont believe it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_2047.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/IMG_2047.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its ADSURB!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_2048.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/IMG_2048.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More funny reasons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_2050.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/IMG_2050.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_2051.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/IMG_2051.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_2052.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/IMG_2052.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going home!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_2053.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/IMG_2053.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would go to London again if any of my Cabin Crew buddies are there haha so that I can bunk in for free!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok guys leave you all with pictures!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-7020511294643392404?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/7020511294643392404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=7020511294643392404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/7020511294643392404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/7020511294643392404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2009/10/touring-london-cabin-crew-style.html' title='Touring London, The Cabin Crew Style'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/London%204th%20to%205th%20OCT/th_IMG_1740.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-4011736067824017475</id><published>2009-10-01T02:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T02:23:49.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After 3 Years</title><content type='html'>Gemma was the very last person I saw when I went home from Liverpool to Singapore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 3 years, with constant smses sending to each other with warm regards, finally I met her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ironic thing was that Gemma moved here to Manchester permanently for her PhD this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I always remember Gemma to be, this was one thing that always reminds me of her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Night%20out%20on%2026th%20Sept/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1620.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Night%20out%20on%2026th%20Sept/IMG_1620.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STRONGBOW!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gemma always drink this when we were in Liverpool. and silly me always thought that this was some kind of a fizzy drink, cos Gemma drank like it was one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekali, this one got ALCOHOL content sia!! omg.. that alcoholic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I met her in the afternoon then went back to her place to chill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man U fans! This girl stays a stone throw away from Old Trafford&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Night%20out%20on%2026th%20Sept/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1625.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Night%20out%20on%2026th%20Sept/IMG_1625.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant really see but that is Old Trafford!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so going to watch a match there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her place is really nice and small with a nice view too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Night%20out%20on%2026th%20Sept/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1622.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Night%20out%20on%2026th%20Sept/IMG_1622.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Night%20out%20on%2026th%20Sept/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1627.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Night%20out%20on%2026th%20Sept/IMG_1627.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Night%20out%20on%2026th%20Sept/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1629.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Night%20out%20on%2026th%20Sept/IMG_1629.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the gang of us went out!!, ME, Miss V, Gemma, Madz and some dancers from Long Legs (Strippers actually)and we had to PAY 9 FUCKING Pounds.. Bloody hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Night%20out%20on%2026th%20Sept/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1649.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Night%20out%20on%2026th%20Sept/IMG_1649.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess who is the dancer????? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Night%20out%20on%2026th%20Sept/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1645.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Night%20out%20on%2026th%20Sept/IMG_1645.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madzzz, Miss V friend. Who is really my close friend now haha cos she is siao like me. Best thing of all, this girl cant drink a drop but she is super hyper! She had so much fun without having a drop whereas for ppl like us, we have to be pissed to have good fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Night%20out%20on%2026th%20Sept/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1648.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Night%20out%20on%2026th%20Sept/IMG_1648.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gemma Of Cos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Night%20out%20on%2026th%20Sept/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1662.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Night%20out%20on%2026th%20Sept/IMG_1662.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess who is the "dancer"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Night%20out%20on%2026th%20Sept/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1665.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Night%20out%20on%2026th%20Sept/IMG_1665.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok gotta tell u this story, the guy behind us. He is gay. But he found out only after he spent tonnes of money on female strippers then he realised that he well, dun like women&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Night%20out%20on%2026th%20Sept/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1678.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Night%20out%20on%2026th%20Sept/IMG_1678.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More of "normal" friends haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Night%20out%20on%2026th%20Sept/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1722.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Night%20out%20on%2026th%20Sept/IMG_1722.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss V and her crazy bitch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Night%20out%20on%2026th%20Sept/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1730.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Night%20out%20on%2026th%20Sept/IMG_1730.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Night%20out%20on%2026th%20Sept/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1729.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Night%20out%20on%2026th%20Sept/IMG_1729.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-4011736067824017475?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/4011736067824017475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=4011736067824017475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/4011736067824017475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/4011736067824017475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2009/10/after-3-years.html' title='After 3 Years'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Night%20out%20on%2026th%20Sept/th_IMG_1620.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-4373268512072515048</id><published>2009-09-24T19:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T19:39:55.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My first "clubbing" experience</title><content type='html'>So I went out with Miss V yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was my first clubbing experience without some little bits of drama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss V suggested that we go to this club, called 42nd Street near Albert SQ, cos her favorite girl, Rachel will be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I said ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently this club plays Indie Music and its a bit shitty, so Miss V suggested that we go to that club before 10.30pm to get in for free then get out, get the chop so that we can re-enter for free later. We didnt want to stay there cos partially Miss V dun want to make her look like she is so desperate for Rachel that she must go in early to wait for her. Then we will head down to Long Legs for drinks cos its free haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I said ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the club, reached there at around 10.22pm. So went in for free la, 5sec after we entered, Miss V asked the counter staff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Miss V: I wanna go for a smoke, can I get the chop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Counter Staff: Well you have to wait till 10.30pm to get the chop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Miss V to me: Ok la, now is 8minutes to 10.30pm, we go in see see look look&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok fine we went in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekali, the place is freaking empty and shit music was on (expected)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss V said we go to the toilet to waste that 8 minutes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time passed and its 10.30pm (YEAHHHH)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;So we walked out of the toilet. Sekali we saw this short haired girl, that looks so like Rachel!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ran back into the toilet like siao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I told Miss V, u wait here, since Rachel dunno me, I go see where is she now then if the coast is clear, then we faster run out okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thats what we did, coast cleared, ran out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then as we were walking to Long Legs, Miss V realised that that girls cant be Rachel cos Rachel is &lt;strong&gt;NOT A BLONDE!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTFFFF we ran like siao to avoid her, sekali its not HER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean I dunno who she is, I havent seen her yet. So there is our Miss V, very silly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, Miss V is a lesbian, if you guys are wondering&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-4373268512072515048?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/4373268512072515048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=4373268512072515048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/4373268512072515048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/4373268512072515048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-first-clubbing-experience.html' title='My first &quot;clubbing&quot; experience'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-9076193335567195751</id><published>2009-09-21T02:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T02:31:18.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WTF</title><content type='html'>I used to have this one guy friend that I really can talk to. But recently, or not so recently, he has been all emo and acting weird in front of all the ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well not in front but at least online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asking really Fucked up qns, like what is your bra size etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I saw him today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reluctantly replied to his MSN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is what that idiot said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Censored Name" says:&lt;br /&gt;heyyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karen: The timetable i so CONFUSINGGGG says:&lt;br /&gt;hi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Censored again" says:&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to ask u a question...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karen: The timetable i so CONFUSINGGGG says:&lt;br /&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Censoreddddd" says:&lt;br /&gt;how come so late haven slp..&lt;br /&gt;then juz rem.. u r in uk&lt;br /&gt;lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karen: The timetable i so CONFUSINGGGG says:&lt;br /&gt;wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Censored says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy hari raya&lt;br /&gt;tat guy haven trf $$ to me yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karen: The timetable i so CONFUSINGGGG says:&lt;br /&gt;who&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Censored says:&lt;br /&gt;YC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karen: The timetable i so CONFUSINGGGG says:&lt;br /&gt;chey&lt;br /&gt;ask him for it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Censored says:&lt;br /&gt;lol... tml i ask again.. this will be the 2nd time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS REALLY WHAT THE FUCK!!!!!!! First it was the timing then the random saying this fella owes him money. Then a sudden lol. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;DID I SAY ANYTHING FUNNY..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Why the hell cant I remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, then back in my head: &lt;strong&gt;If I replied, he will sure replied something back like, NOT THAT I GOT NO MONEY, JUST THAT ITS NOT WORTH TREATING A SCUMBAG LIKE HIM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a random asshole. I have been blogging about him for quite a while now. so in case you guys dunno. Any bad things regarding a friend. Thats him. for sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO I give up. I dun want to talk to him ever again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-9076193335567195751?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/9076193335567195751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=9076193335567195751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/9076193335567195751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/9076193335567195751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2009/09/wtf.html' title='WTF'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-40586093296781801</id><published>2009-09-19T19:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T19:31:34.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures</title><content type='html'>Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I am back with the pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is my room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/My%20Airport%20plus%20room/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1611.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/My%20Airport%20plus%20room/IMG_1611.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/My%20Airport%20plus%20room/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1617.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/My%20Airport%20plus%20room/IMG_1617.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was rearranged cos the initial arrangment was too dumb for words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY huge Kitchen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/My%20Airport%20plus%20room/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1613.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/My%20Airport%20plus%20room/IMG_1613.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/My%20Airport%20plus%20room/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1614.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/My%20Airport%20plus%20room/IMG_1614.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My toilet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/My%20Airport%20plus%20room/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1615.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/My%20Airport%20plus%20room/IMG_1615.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/My%20Airport%20plus%20room/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1616.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/My%20Airport%20plus%20room/IMG_1616.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the pictures from the Airport&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lovely ladies and Serene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/My%20Airport%20plus%20room/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1603.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/My%20Airport%20plus%20room/IMG_1603.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half of my family haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/My%20Airport%20plus%20room/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1604.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/My%20Airport%20plus%20room/IMG_1604.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The present Han and group gave to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/My%20Airport%20plus%20room/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1600.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/My%20Airport%20plus%20room/IMG_1600.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what is this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/My%20Airport%20plus%20room/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1577.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/My%20Airport%20plus%20room/IMG_1577.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bookmark done by BTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/My%20Airport%20plus%20room/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1578.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/My%20Airport%20plus%20room/IMG_1578.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Front&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/My%20Airport%20plus%20room/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1579.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/My%20Airport%20plus%20room/IMG_1579.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos my nickname is Chilli Padi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/My%20Airport%20plus%20room/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1581.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/My%20Airport%20plus%20room/IMG_1581.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together with a farewell card&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some Misc pictures of my farewell with BTS staff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Farewell%20BTS/?action=view&amp;current=farewell2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Farewell%20BTS/farewell2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Farewell%20BTS/?action=view&amp;current=kl2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Farewell%20BTS/kl2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Farewell%20BTS/?action=view&amp;current=kl4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Farewell%20BTS/kl4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Farewell%20BTS/?action=view&amp;current=kl5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Farewell%20BTS/kl5.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok thats all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-40586093296781801?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/40586093296781801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=40586093296781801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/40586093296781801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/40586093296781801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2009/09/pictures.html' title='Pictures'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/My%20Airport%20plus%20room/th_IMG_1611.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-2885141807296141658</id><published>2009-09-17T17:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T18:03:49.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gay Village (ERMMM)</title><content type='html'>So here goes my conversation with Miss V yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V: Hey you wanna join me at Gay Village this saturday? Rachel will be there too and Sarah might be going&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Eh ERMMMM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V: Come la and meet my gay friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Eh going to Gay Village needs some mental preparation. I must prepare myself mentally before going.&lt;br /&gt;After all Singapore is not so liberal to have SO MANY gays around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V: Oh yea true they only come out in clubs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Thanks for asking anyway. Please do ask me when you are not going to Gay Village though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V: Sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the image of 100 gay men sticking their tongue into each other irks me. It really needs some kind of mental preparation before going in. If not I will die with goosebumps all over me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gays are widely common here and Miss V stays a stone throw away from Gay Village&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-2885141807296141658?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/2885141807296141658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=2885141807296141658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/2885141807296141658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/2885141807296141658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2009/09/gay-village-ermmm.html' title='Gay Village (ERMMM)'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-3298043004823635383</id><published>2009-09-15T03:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T03:44:58.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Manchester~~</title><content type='html'>I am so glad I made it here one piece haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really chilly now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am glad to have angels like Vivian and Jiayi who helped me so much during the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna say thank you for the few little birds who sent me off. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Han and gang. you guys are nuts!!! People inside the transit area thought I was CRAZY!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless thank you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I will be back with pictures of my home. Its really nice haha I mean it! cos the neat freak in me will keep it clean haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The internet is shit!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-3298043004823635383?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/3298043004823635383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=3298043004823635383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/3298043004823635383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/3298043004823635383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2009/09/manchester.html' title='Manchester~~'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-773350571926312358</id><published>2009-09-11T15:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T15:19:34.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last post outta Singapore</title><content type='html'>Ok my one last post before I head out of Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope less drama as compared to Liverpool although those girls did really make my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for those who gave me well wishes. I will do my best!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care peeps... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till I reach Manchester&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-773350571926312358?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/773350571926312358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=773350571926312358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/773350571926312358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/773350571926312358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2009/09/last-post-outta-singapore.html' title='Last post outta Singapore'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-9215956657599331955</id><published>2009-09-08T16:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T16:26:51.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day</title><content type='html'>Die also must buy this home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1562.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1562.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yunho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1561.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1561.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My shirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1573.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1573.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready to go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1564.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1564.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thats the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too many pictures so I left out alot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to drop by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/"&gt;http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some interesting stuff we saw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At coffee bean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1489.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1489.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the buzzer is off, your drinks are ready&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our free gift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1496.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1496.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1498.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1498.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The purpose of this photo is not me, but my belt haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1502.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1502.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The signs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1442.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1442.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1420.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1420.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the foot of MT Sorak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1285.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1285.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok thats all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-9215956657599331955?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/9215956657599331955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=9215956657599331955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/9215956657599331955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/9215956657599331955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2009/09/last-day.html' title='Last day'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/th_IMG_1562.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-4370111888200399472</id><published>2009-09-08T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T16:12:57.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Namdaemun and Sinchon</title><content type='html'>No pictures of Sinchon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that made my father smiled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1524.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1524.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMMY Jok Pal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1525.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1525.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1522.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1522.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1523.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1523.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then somehow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ended up at the same Coffee Bean in MyeongDong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1526.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1526.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1530.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1530.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colonise shop in MyeongDong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See my dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool Bo??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1534.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1534.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1548.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1548.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder Koreans only eat with one hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look how pathetic the table is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1546.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1546.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The coolest building at Insadong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1553.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1553.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally no stairs. Just platforms leading to another storey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insadong at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1556.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1556.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The street opposite Insadong that has nothing but food and Norebang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1557.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1557.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-4370111888200399472?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/4370111888200399472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=4370111888200399472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/4370111888200399472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/4370111888200399472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2009/09/namdaemun-and-sinchon.html' title='Namdaemun and Sinchon'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/th_IMG_1524.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-490253962923275230</id><published>2009-09-08T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T16:07:38.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apgujeong</title><content type='html'>This place is super ATAS one lor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The toilet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1520.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1520.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought nothing but this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1521.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1521.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-490253962923275230?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/490253962923275230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=490253962923275230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/490253962923275230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/490253962923275230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2009/09/apgujeong.html' title='Apgujeong'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/th_IMG_1520.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-4938173059907920426</id><published>2009-09-08T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T16:05:22.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lotte World</title><content type='html'>I've been to Korea twice but this is my first time going to Lotte World&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1428.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1428.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1575.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1575.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Jamsil Station&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lao Karen and Joyce. Just for u guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1422.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1422.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our one and only Aim. To conquer this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1440.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1440.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The monorail that brought us around Lotte World&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1443.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1443.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bridge to Magic Island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1456.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1456.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1457.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1457.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The siao woman who was stunned by the sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1458.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1458.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STAR AVENUE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1465.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1465.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY TVXQ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1466.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1466.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1467.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1467.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing for sure. Dun ever visit this place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1472.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1472.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at her, she couldnt walk in her $400 shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1469.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1469.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wa lau eh leg massage time in the train&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1470.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1470.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NA BEH STAIRS AGAIN!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1371.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1371.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-4938173059907920426?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/4938173059907920426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=4938173059907920426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/4938173059907920426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/4938173059907920426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2009/09/lotte-world.html' title='Lotte World'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/th_IMG_1428.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-8526266043117257060</id><published>2009-09-08T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T15:56:08.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2 Onwards</title><content type='html'>Its shopping all the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nature Republic, Tony Moly, Evisu.. blah blah blah the list went on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best thing of all, LOTS OF FREE GIFTS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bought like $1000 worth of facial products and we got SO MANY free things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 at Myeongdong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1343.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1343.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what is this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1342.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1342.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITs T Money!!!! Go google it and you will know what is it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nature Republic that has 2 levels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1344.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1344.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coffee Bean at Myeong dong that we die die also must have everytime we were in Myeong Dong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1347.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1347.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys in the toilet watching us pee haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1353.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1353.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1354.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1354.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1355.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1355.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tea break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1363.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1363.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1362.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1362.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1368.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1368.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our dinner at Jongno 3 ga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1373.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1373.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freshly prepared upon request&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1374.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1374.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N Seoul Tower at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1383.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1383.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The all so popular belief by local couples. They have 2 locks with wishes written on it and locked them on the railings on the tower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1390.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1390.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1389.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1389.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1391.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1391.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister and mum who just couldnt stand to climb another flight of stairs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1380.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1380.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They even have Teddy Bear Museum but we didnt go in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1392.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1392.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-8526266043117257060?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/8526266043117257060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=8526266043117257060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/8526266043117257060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/8526266043117257060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2009/09/day-2-onwards.html' title='Day 2 Onwards'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/th_IMG_1343.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12349702.post-1340771549468996869</id><published>2009-09-08T10:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T15:45:29.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here I am in Korea Day 1</title><content type='html'>Nothing much in day 1. But we had like a one day tour to Mt Sorak and a fishing village and also a temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before our long flight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1210.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1210.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mt Sorak to me was same old same old. But after a long flight with minimal rest. The freah air in Mt Sorak woke us up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1247.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1247.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1254.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1254.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what really woke all of us up was the lunch!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the boat of sashimi!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1290.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1290.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate this ugly looking thingi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1291.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1291.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess how much?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok with like 10 starters before this boat and a fish stew after that it cost us 200 000 won which is a bout 230 sing dollars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO CHEAP!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically day 1 ending like that. So here are the scenic pictures..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me barely awake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1234.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1234.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the Statue!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1240.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1240.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a Penis by the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MT Sorak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1266.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1266.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fishing Village&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1288.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/IMG_1288.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12349702-1340771549468996869?l=livingindistress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/feeds/1340771549468996869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12349702&amp;postID=1340771549468996869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/1340771549468996869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12349702/posts/default/1340771549468996869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingindistress.blogspot.com/2009/09/here-i-am-in-korea-day-1.html' title='Here I am in Korea Day 1'/><author><name>KaReN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608032939584287584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f4WPb2Q6BFc/SN4qMLDKfyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eNFrdOluK8c/S220/IMG_0384.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/streetpunks/Korea/th_IMG_1210.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
