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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>176</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-3517282551720180641</id><published>2012-01-22T21:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T21:57:01.991-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fucked'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fat'/><title type='text'>I’m totally fucked !</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I knew it ! I just knew it that whenever I get sick very often and I get tired fast I know I’ve gained weight !&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And when I checked ….fuck yeah I did. I’m not like the idiot girls who obsessed with skinny bodies. For me the most important thing is I look fine, and I should not feel like I wanna pass out after  climbed up a few steps. That is how I judge or suspect if I gained weight. I know I’m a walker, so when I walk less for some time and go back to long walks …and I am slightly out of breath it’s ok, it’s like u take a few deep breaths and your back to normal. But when you’re wheezing like nobody’s business that means you have gained weight…loads. So judging for my never ending breathless gulps I knew I’ve gained unessarry weight.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;How did this happen ? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I lay down on my bed yesterday thinking what the hell did I do to gain weight this fast. And sure enough the answer was right there. For the past few months I’ve been having bubble drinks and side snacks and shit loads of NIPS !!! Yeah, you know the weird part ? even when I’m buying it, my brain is saying “gal you just had your big lunch ….is that NIPS really important?” but in the end its my heart that goes “aww just this one time” and that one time became thousand times ,…..grrrrr I actually lost count of how many NIPS and snacks I had before and after I had my lunch. Grrrr my mistake I admit. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I swore that if I ever reach &lt;b&gt;that&lt;/b&gt; weight I would do all my best to lose it all, AND since new year is still fresh I will start from today !!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;RULES !!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;DO NOT BRING YOUR PURSE, whenever you go out with your friends to get “lil snacks”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;DO NOT eat any snacks and sweet drinks EVER for 3 months &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;HUNGRY ? DRINK WATER and EAT CUCUMBER &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;KEEP CALLING YOURSELF FAT !!! AND LOOK AT LOADS OF FASHION MAGAZINE !!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;MAKE YOUR OWN HEALTHY SNACKS &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;GOODBYE DINNER meals “plain capati (2), hot glass of milk, some plain Jacobs’s biscuits (3), fruits”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;DRINKS LOADS of water like u going to explode !!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Walk, walk, walk, walk, walk walk. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Keep a weight and size check diary !!!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you can do it in campus! You can do it now !!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-3517282551720180641?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/3517282551720180641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2012/01/im-totally-fucked.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/3517282551720180641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/3517282551720180641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2012/01/im-totally-fucked.html' title='I’m totally fucked !'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-9060395317052820956</id><published>2012-01-14T06:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T06:47:06.864-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ktm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='complains'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='train'/><title type='text'>life babels</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What’s happen so far?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I moved office again, this time back to the old building I worked at before I moved to the awesome beautiful office. Now back at the old building, it brings back memories of why I hate that building, mainly because of its toilets, sighhhh I really miss the clean and awesome toilets at the new buildings, trust me I’m not the only one when it comes to this issue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Made new friends, some cool some annoying, but not going to go detail into that. Back here in office I have to take two trains to get to the office, and the path or walkway I use to get to the second station is ewww, I mean Malaysian I know u guys like fancy stuff but the jpj or whoever in charge of the city cleanness should look into the walkway, its filthy and there’s wayyyy to many beggars on the bridge. Which is surprising considering the beggars in Malaysia has decreased but the walk way is at least filled with 5 to 4 beggars each time I pass. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It’s a tourist spot, so please keep it clean, it’s not so difficult to hold on to your rubbish until you find a rubbish bin. It’s really not that hard.  Please people you too are using that walkway everyday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;People hating when you’re in a hurry&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You should know your speed in motion. If you know you’re a slow walker, it’s wise to move to the side or avoid walking in the middle; it is very wise to NOT cut in front of someone who is obviously rushing. I think I have shared my times of glaring and loud “EXCUSE MEEEEE!!!!” to many people. Ladies if you know your heels is going to slow you down please don’t rush ahead and then slow down all of a sudden, and make the person behind you stumble or bump into you. Its morning and people are rushing to get to work on time. SO USE YOUR BRAIN AND COMMON SENSE and fucking move a side. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why is it so difficult to give up your seats?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The other day in a quite packed train, I let a lady with a child in her arms get into the train in peace by using my arms to block other idiot passengers from pushing  her. She was very grateful for my help. But right after she moved in the train, a bunch of idiot teenagers was sitting in their seats and playing with their Iphones ignoring the lady even if she is standing right in front of them, I notice one of the girls looking at the lady with the child, but she won’t give up her seat because she wanted to sit with her friends. In the end non of the young passengers gave the lady any seat and one elderly lady got up and insist the lady to sit down, because the child started to cry. I mean what the FUCK is your problem? Seriously don’t you even care, ok if you won’t do it for compassionate reason at least do it for your karma. The annoyed elderly lady said out loudly in train that nowadays youngsters are brainless. And guess what the kids did, nothing!!! They just turned a deaf ear. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is another incident, where passengers love to fall asleep (rather quickly HAH) whenever an elderly or pregnant or disable people walk into the train. Oh yes the urge to pull them by their hair is so tempting LOL.  So was a obviously very heavily pregnant woman got into the train, immediately everyone seem to have fallen asleep, I mean I was sitting too, but I was very far away from her. But I immediately got up and offer her the seat even though she was on the other end of the train car. I was pissed off because most of the “sleeping” passengers got off in the next station while the pregnant lady got off with me after 5 stations. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-9060395317052820956?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/9060395317052820956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2012/01/life-babels.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/9060395317052820956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/9060395317052820956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2012/01/life-babels.html' title='life babels'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-1470859686779686360</id><published>2012-01-02T02:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T02:44:28.584-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experince'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year'/><title type='text'>NEW YEAR 2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WCm19yih5bY/TwGKcaLL4tI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/N-6-R_Xr0wA/s1600/IMG-20120101-00955.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WCm19yih5bY/TwGKcaLL4tI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/N-6-R_Xr0wA/s320/IMG-20120101-00955.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692983624640226002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t89c7pFTnI8/TwGKb5XZdsI/AAAAAAAAA2I/wgo7Oum_-go/s1600/IMG-20120101-00943.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t89c7pFTnI8/TwGKb5XZdsI/AAAAAAAAA2I/wgo7Oum_-go/s320/IMG-20120101-00943.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692983615833077442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YldAJVQ2KQk/TwGKbml_jOI/AAAAAAAAA18/5mb-yuv_rio/s1600/IMG-20120101-00940.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YldAJVQ2KQk/TwGKbml_jOI/AAAAAAAAA18/5mb-yuv_rio/s320/IMG-20120101-00940.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692983610794020066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New year eve was a blast i think, awesome firework display at THE CURVE and the street party concert was an awesome experince. Although I wished I had not inhale too much of that snow spray thingy when I was laughfing and singning along. So yeah life is pretty much at the start of a new new year LOL. &lt;br /&gt;It’s the second day of new year and I still haven’t figured out just what are my goals this year (as if I had last year) but i suppose life should be pretty much the same unless I suddenly discovered I’m a milionaire and I can fly and pretty much owns the world LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Considering how my life was in the past few weeks before new year, I would say life is OK, and I hope it gets better and nothing much is expected (unless the above happens). I honest also hope I can draw more, and keep a decent blog updates.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-1470859686779686360?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/1470859686779686360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-year-2012.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/1470859686779686360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/1470859686779686360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-year-2012.html' title='NEW YEAR 2012'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WCm19yih5bY/TwGKcaLL4tI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/N-6-R_Xr0wA/s72-c/IMG-20120101-00955.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-2790722026717139055</id><published>2011-12-17T03:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T03:06:30.422-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiz'/><title type='text'>Reactions :)</title><content type='html'>In the following situations how would you react when someone tells you the following?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're such a wuss.&lt;br /&gt;I am ?!? 0.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha! But I'm smarter than you!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah sureeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your crush has a crush on me&lt;br /&gt;Oh really !! Too bad …(ouch)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know you were so dumb when it comes to math&lt;br /&gt;Yeah Whatever ! *Cough and looks away* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurry up would you?&lt;br /&gt;SHUT IT !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're so snobbish&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna settle this outside?&lt;br /&gt;LOL whatever (oh shit !!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You afraid of me?&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He/she love me more!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah sureeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have bad grades&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes ah …..nope still better than u &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if your crush told you...*I have a crush on you*&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhhh hahahaha gasp hahahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't love you.&lt;br /&gt;Oh its ok babe (ouch)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I love you already&lt;br /&gt;Oh…..when did this happen ?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I copy your answers?&lt;br /&gt;Uuhhhh ok &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have a crush on your friend&lt;br /&gt;Oh….well does she/he knows ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I sit next to you?&lt;br /&gt;Sure. *sits in an awkward silence*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you like to dance with me?&lt;br /&gt;oh sureeee hehehhehehe hahahah gasp …wait where you going ???? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think you have a crush on me&lt;br /&gt;eh …uh NOOOOOO !!! (FUCK HE KNOWS!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a cute smile&lt;br /&gt;Heheheh Thank U (la la la la )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are you so nice to me?&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I’m a nice person ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your reaction if your parents told you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go home before it's dark&lt;br /&gt;um sure ….don’t I always ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at your sibling, he/she is so good at school&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah yeahhhhh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to bed early&lt;br /&gt;MOM !!! u know that NEVER happens &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clean the house, wash the dishes, water the plants&lt;br /&gt;YES!!!! (crapsters !!!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study hard okay?&lt;br /&gt;YES U KNOW I WILL (if only I was born smart)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was your age I only had 1 peso as lunch money&lt;br /&gt;Ok …..Mom I need some money to buy books *gleee*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't you be more like him&lt;br /&gt;Why should I !!! (heh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I say no... I MEAN NO!&lt;br /&gt;SHEESHHHH ok ok (backs away slowly)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-2790722026717139055?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/2790722026717139055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2011/12/reactions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/2790722026717139055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/2790722026717139055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2011/12/reactions.html' title='Reactions :)'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-8846312085169853013</id><published>2011-11-21T23:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T23:58:06.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life as it is</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So here I was today with a bad internet connection and as time flies by, I stumbled into someone art blog and as I watched more of her art work I started to get really depressed about my creativity, when it suddenly hits me......*BABE u haven’t been updating your blog!!* The horror !!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Seriously that’s what happened LOL,&lt;br /&gt;Life has pretty much changed from a lot of different perspective. No I didn’t suddenly become famous and rich (no matter how much I wanted that). But I have now changed jobs, new friends and life is pretty much in and ok mode. Occasionally it feels like worlds gonna end soon but then I realize it’s just me.&lt;br /&gt;Work is now very near by the train station, awesome for me, in a big and tall building but unfortunately we are at the second floor.  Have a great view from my seat. No gonna say much more&lt;br /&gt;So ...what else, oh yeah, I recently brought a web cam. In fact it’s my first time and I was so nervous to hook it up for the first time. Yeah I know ...weird. I was just afraid I did look like retarded chimpanzee via skype LOL. Since people didn’t immediately delete me, that means I’m ok .&lt;br /&gt;I have a confession that I’m ashamed of sharing. I don’t think I will ever drive! I mean few weeks of driving at the empty space (because my parents were very overly confident I did ram the car into something .......or someone). And I got tired of waiting for someone to follow me all the time. They never let me drive alone. So in the end the promises of “we go in an hour ok” turn into days and eventually months.&lt;br /&gt;Another thing I’m very disappointed with myself is my egg project is incomplete. Bad gal !! Smacks self in the face. I’ve been so busy and yes I have been busy !!! I SWEAR !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-8846312085169853013?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/8846312085169853013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2011/11/life-as-it-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/8846312085169853013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/8846312085169853013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2011/11/life-as-it-is.html' title='Life as it is'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-1810725374739224931</id><published>2011-10-01T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T22:22:26.565-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='train'/><title type='text'>Life update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VxQtmd881wo/Tof065LPErI/AAAAAAAAA1s/GHrG4_MkvQI/s1600/Comic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; 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My new job is very demanding and I still can’t get used to the stupid new air conditioning and it’s freaking destroying my skin. The new job is challenging because of the very short dateline they give me. But I think I just need to get used to very limited time limit and keep myself up to date. Sigh  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;The work area is cool but the thing that I hate the most is the food. I mean in my last job food stalls were everywhere, all we need to do is pick one and go ape. But here all I see …the food stall is not to my liking and I feel like I’m stuck eating cold packed lunch. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Gahhh there is only so many times I could swallow cold food at my desk so that I could catch up with my work. I know I’m being ridiculous but I’m always like that. I tend to be very peculiar on my first week. I just want to be updated and want to give good impression….even if it kills me LOL. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I think I need to learn just how to make up a good animation for educational base, so that I’ll have fewer comments on how and what from seniors. Right now I have about 3 interns to look after so I better make sure my work is better so I could set a better example for them LOL. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I just want to be better desperately because this is something I’ve been doing for 2 years, so I should be able to make it better even. Agghhh just stressing out for no reason. Its ok VIKI U CAN DO IT !!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  image from : 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-1810725374739224931?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/1810725374739224931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2011/10/life-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/1810725374739224931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/1810725374739224931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2011/10/life-update.html' title='Life update'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VxQtmd881wo/Tof065LPErI/AAAAAAAAA1s/GHrG4_MkvQI/s72-c/Comic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-5765412572850867670</id><published>2011-09-15T01:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T01:18:20.866-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nervous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain killer'/><title type='text'>Bitching Mode</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well so much for having fun joining Crackberry site for BB owners, its freaking annoying that they are good people and bad ones, and the bad ones are more ! There are fucking cyber flashers showing off their ding dongs thinking themselves as manly... YOUR NOT trust me.....if a gal ask you then you show if not please fucking don't .....its such a put off for me ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Besides let's talk about something else..........life is great so far, I've finally left my 2 year of job and will be moving on to my new job soon, starting next week Monday YAY !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Am I nervous about the new job ? YES I AM &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Do you wish you had sometime before starting your new job ? YES I DO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Are you gonna wake up every night feeling anxious ? HELL YEAH &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; Hopefully i do good and get good reputation with my new boss. :)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-5765412572850867670?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/5765412572850867670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2011/09/bitching-mode.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/5765412572850867670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/5765412572850867670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2011/09/bitching-mode.html' title='Bitching Mode'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-8465288676523944349</id><published>2011-09-06T19:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T19:23:09.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates of updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; &lt;w:WordDocument&gt;  &lt;w:View&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;  &lt;w:Zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;  &lt;w:PunctuationKerning/&gt;  &lt;w:ValidateAgainstSchemas/&gt;  &lt;w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;  &lt;w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;  &lt;w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;  &lt;w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:BreakWrappedTables/&gt;   &lt;w:SnapToGridInCell/&gt;   &lt;w:WrapTextWithPunct/&gt;   &lt;w:UseAsianBreakRules/&gt;   &lt;w:DontGrowAutofit/&gt;  &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;  &lt;w:BrowserLevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt; &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt;&lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; &lt;w:LatentStyles DefLockedState="false" LatentStyleCount="156"&gt; &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt;&lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt;&lt;style&gt; /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal";	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;	mso-style-noshow:yes;	mso-style-parent:"";	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;	mso-para-margin:0in;	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;	mso-pagination:widow-orphan;	font-size:10.0pt;	font-family:"Times New Roman";	mso-ansi-language:#0400;	mso-fareast-language:#0400;	mso-bidi-language:#0400;}&lt;/style&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh my god I have not beenupdating anything ….grrr….naughty naughty girl LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ok, what’s new? Well I am famousyet again LOL. Because this time I came out for the Merdeka edition for youthsays section ….and this is my 5&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; time &lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings; mso-ascii-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-hansi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; heheheh, I just wishthey would freaking update the youth says section in their website so I couldpost my famousness here LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So what else? oh right my belovedbeautiful dog Manisha of 12 years is gone, I must admit although I did cry myeyes out on the first day, but the next few weeks it like a painful wound thatis hurt when touched. I’m not gonna talk more about my dog here, she belongs inmy personal diary…..and in my heart. Ironically after my dog died I keep seeinglots of puppies and its making my mom depress…..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway what else? I freaking hateguys who sweet talks and girls who falls for em, its annoying when your friendis drooling away with his EVERY words while you on the other hand wanna smackthe shit out of her for “not getting it”. Grrrr its directed to someone andhopefully this message gets through to you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My mom ruined my plans for myostrich egg project. I drew on the egg and one look from my mom said she HATEDit LOL. I must admit the sketching looks messed up, but that’s how it “suppose”to look like, but my mom wanted me to draw something else which I’m not sure I cando. It’s very different drawing on a drawing pad than on a slightly rough curvedsurface. It makes it even more difficult to paint….grrrrr&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I WANT MY DAD to FIX MY PRINTER!!!.....attime like this I want to flung my printer at the guy who said “oh it’s a commonproblem, just bring it back next time when it happens again…..and you need to paynext time” My reaction? I mentally imagine how his face looks like after I shovethe printer in his nose, with a sweet smile on my face. MUHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-8465288676523944349?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/8465288676523944349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2011/09/updates-of-updates.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/8465288676523944349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/8465288676523944349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2011/09/updates-of-updates.html' title='Updates of updates'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-5963863594070109876</id><published>2011-08-04T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T02:35:10.017-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='train work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='train'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Opps and DARN it !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GAEfbcCAnZ0/Tju1CUHTMsI/AAAAAAAAA1k/AWQcXkj16vE/s1600/train_opps.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 353px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GAEfbcCAnZ0/Tju1CUHTMsI/AAAAAAAAA1k/AWQcXkj16vE/s400/train_opps.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637298409948000962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know its been like forever since I've last update my blog, but the truth being, i thought all my blogging via mobile BB was published but sadly that was NOT the case. Somehow the whole BB to blogger is not working and it took me so long to realize that LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way the picture above is something i just HAD to draw. It happened in the middle of last month and i only had very limited time to draw it up LOL. So this is not my best work but the message gets through right ? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;So it was a pretty hectic day and THE lady was actually asleep on one of the seats and somehow by &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Malaysian train rider's miracle &lt;/span&gt;she is able to wake up just before her stop. The thing was, the train was freaking packed with people and the only way you ever get to the door in time is that you push your way through and pray to god you don't miss you step.....its can get deadly LOL&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm guessing while she was busy shoving people aside the train jerked and she went flying forward. I just turn in time to see her going FACE first at the pole. And the weird part is everyone moved out of her way (like i say miracle train riders) and she went and slammed her face right at the pole. The sound was a very loud DING followed by a rocking vibration LOL. Everyone "hiss" ouch but nobody really moved in to help her....."typical !!"&lt;br /&gt;Me ? Well obviously i was trying hardest to NOT burst out laughing !!! I can't help it !! Finally someone help her out (rather rudely pulled her) out of the train because the door was going to close.  So there you go.....after all the time i kept whining about train rides, you now can "picture" it LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-5963863594070109876?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/5963863594070109876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2011/08/opps-and-darn-it.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/5963863594070109876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/5963863594070109876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2011/08/opps-and-darn-it.html' title='Opps and DARN it !!!'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GAEfbcCAnZ0/Tju1CUHTMsI/AAAAAAAAA1k/AWQcXkj16vE/s72-c/train_opps.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-53000538527192973</id><published>2011-07-05T00:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T01:03:39.145-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flashback'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal thoughts'/><title type='text'>FlashBack</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0in;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:#0400;  mso-fareast-language:#0400;  mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I just watched this movie called “Motherhood” by Uma Thurman and I think the movie made me think that motherhood is not a very wonderful or beautiful thing like how my mom and generations before her claims it to be (well actually my grandmother from mom side said it was harsh experience – I don’t blame her). But I’m also not saying being a parent is a bad thing, it’s just it can be very difficult and rewarding at the same time. But the issue is how to balance it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; I know my parents made tons of sacrifices and they &lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0in;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:#0400;  mso-fareast-language:#0400;  mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language: EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;taught&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; us  important lessons when we were kids. You can’t always have everything you want and if you want something you need to prove yourself worthy for it and if you get 3 fails in your report card there will be punishment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I remember going to school and watching my classmates with fancier pencil box and watch etc, I would ask my parents for it and they always say “you already have that, its still a pencil box no matter what color it is”. I remember when I was a kid, I ask my dad to buy me a box of chocolate, that all my friends brag about at school and he told me if I could spell the word chocolate in both languages (English and Malay) he will get it for me. Since spelling was my weakest back then, I remember getting it wrong numerous times and I finally gave up. My sister being the smart one immediately wrote the correct spelling, although she didn’t get the chocolate she was happy to see me cry for it LOL. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;But guess what ! I remembered how to spell that word correctly from then onwards. I think my parents did a great job of not simply giving in to all our demands and that made us very grateful for what we got. I still remember the big baby dolls my mom bought for us when we were kids, we NEVER NEVER threw that dolls away, and in fact I still have this dolls in my room (15 years later) . Every now and then my cousins or nephews comes over and gawk at the dolls because they're in such good condition. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;object width="450" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://backend.deviantart.com/embed/view.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="id=90314793&amp;amp;width=1337"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://backend.deviantart.com/embed/view.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="id=90314793&amp;amp;width=1337" allowscriptaccess="always" width="450" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/90314793/"&gt;Innocent Dolls&lt;/a&gt; by ~&lt;a class="u" href="http://deviki9.deviantart.com/"&gt;deviki9&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/"&gt;deviant&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/"&gt;ART&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;So I guess we turn out pretty good ! LOL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-53000538527192973?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/53000538527192973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2011/07/flashback.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/53000538527192973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/53000538527192973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2011/07/flashback.html' title='FlashBack'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-1195760558573599267</id><published>2011-06-19T19:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T19:16:10.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I should be excited right ?</title><content type='html'>I should be excited right ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X_MSQCevfAU/Tf6sxx0aOfI/AAAAAAAAA1c/amgtk87cLx4/s1600/blackberry-bold-9780.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 290px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X_MSQCevfAU/Tf6sxx0aOfI/AAAAAAAAA1c/amgtk87cLx4/s320/blackberry-bold-9780.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620119356191685106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;Like the title says …..i should be excited right ? or at least happy ? Ok the thing is I bought a blackberry phone awhile back and I was super excited at first and then I got quite bored and disappointed. Nothing to do with the quality of&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;the phone but its about the BBM (BlackBerry Messenger) I know that is not the only thing BB are known for but what’s the point of having BB if u never make use of your BBM. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;I’ve added my friends with BB in my BBM list but still its not like I have something to chat with them at all times …get my drift ? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;So I decided to join some BB ping exchange forum and GOD I have gotten so many friends request from perverts and wanna be bad guys!! I mean what in the world is wrong these people ….I mean at one point I was actually scared to accept request ……&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;For example, I had a BBM friend from a different country (clue non English speaking country) and he kept insisting I show my pic and he kept sending his picture for no reason at all …seriously dude I’m not impressed even though you are good looking. So finally I showed him my pic and suddenly he was a total a different person …all he says after that is sex and wanna marry me ?....I mean seriously dude what F is your problem ? So I did the smartest thing, I block and deleted him. The best thing about BBM is that if the person deletes you from their list, they are no longer in your list as well, so this way they can’t send you anything :) . So let’s just say I had about 8 perverts and 1 guy that send me a picture of him in his underwear…..of course I went around showing his picture to my sister and my cousins …and we had a big laugh &lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings; mso-ascii-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-hansi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings;" &gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings;" &gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-1195760558573599267?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/1195760558573599267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-should-be-excited-right.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/1195760558573599267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/1195760558573599267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-should-be-excited-right.html' title='I should be excited right ?'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X_MSQCevfAU/Tf6sxx0aOfI/AAAAAAAAA1c/amgtk87cLx4/s72-c/blackberry-bold-9780.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-159256292488115162</id><published>2011-06-06T23:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T23:33:26.879-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awkward'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal thoughts'/><title type='text'>Awkward</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0in;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:#0400;  mso-fareast-language:#0400;  mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;First of I would like to say “yes I did &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;notice&lt;/b&gt; I didn’t update this blog for sometime”  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;So anyway, I have to thank my friend for posting this video in the forum, Because I have finally found a youtube mini series that is able to expertly convey the word “awkward”.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/GzGHeZSwgCA" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Gosh did you know it’s so very hard to be an awkward person ? If you watch the videos, there’s a scene where she walks down the hallway and meets the SAME person over and over again and smiling and “hello” just makes it worse. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;So here is my story :&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;So every morning\evening I will see this one Chinese guy, out of 5 days of work I would see him at least 4 times or sometimes the whole 5 days. You see the problem with this dude is….. well nothing, it’s me with the problem. I just cannot crack a smile at the same person over and over again. ITS WEIRD !!! and I’m scared he would strike a conversation and I do something stupid like laugh too loudly. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;But this guy was not my problem before only ….. wait! let me ask you something first, if you are walking down the street and you see the same person over and over again, would you ?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;A. crack a smile&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;B. Look elsewhere &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;C. Say Hello &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;D. Do nothing !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Out of all this D is the hardest for me! I just can’t do nothing, it’s like doing nothing. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;You know what I mean? The problem started when I almost always see one Indian guy on my way to work. He always smiles and nods his head whenever he sees me, so I thought that was very polite and did the same back…..only that I didn’t expect him to actually SPEAK to me. I swear when he say “hello how are you ?” …..I smiled awkwardly and mumbled thanks ….when I suppose to say “HI, I’m DOING GOOD” . GOSH I WANTED TO KICK MYSELF IN THE HEAD !!. Then I started to get nervous if he is around, just how long are you gonna slow walk behind him so he won’t talk to you ! So last month I was going back home and I walked passed by a shop and nearly bumped into him, well the thing was I was listening to my MP3 player, so I can’t make out what he said, it will be rude to ask him what he said …..Because he looked like he was about to have a long chat if I asked him. So I just nod my head and ran away. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;But now I don’t see him very often but if I do, he would gawk until I look and smile. I swear he sometimes walks slowly so that I would catch up…..LIKE HELL I WOULD GIVE HIM THAT SATISFACTION!!! HAHAHA &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;So back to the Chinese guy right ? So yeah, since I see him everyday and he is NOT the s B or D type, so it’s very awkward for me to see him everyday. He just stares at you and then looks straight ahead when I tried to do the same….ARRGHHH and there are only so many times I could divert my gaze to the grass or trees or sky or drain or some poo on the side walk!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Another good example was yesterday, I would always make a mistake of drooling when I speak with my mouth full. So yeah you get the picture!!! GOSH yesterday I was so excited telling a joke and halfway even before I could get to the funny part I drooled!! I FREAKING DROOLED !! And I just couldn’t continue anymore ….because I got so embarrassed and well I kinda chocked a bit because I was gasped with my mouthful. After the recovery I notice everyone staring at me…..Gosh if some stone fell on me that time I would’ve been VERY grateful. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Now you know ……. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-159256292488115162?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/159256292488115162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2011/06/awkward.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/159256292488115162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/159256292488115162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2011/06/awkward.html' title='Awkward'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/GzGHeZSwgCA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-1160087987274151851</id><published>2011-05-25T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T18:43:59.909-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='train work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal thoughts'/><title type='text'>Ah hah !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0in;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:#0400;  mso-fareast-language:#0400;  mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ok I notice that I haven’t been updating anything recently &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;But that’s because I’ve been busy &lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings;mso-ascii-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-hansi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;No really I swear, I’m learning how to drive, got work at home, got to update stuff for us adults…..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Anyway I just want to share small tidbits about today’s happening in the train.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;So I was seating in the LRT train and opposite me were an Indian lady and a Malay lady waiting for their turn to get off. Since I was too lazy to take out my new book and read, so I decided to simply “people watch”. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;So right after the two ladies got off, a white guy came in and quickly sat opposite me, he was too busy playing with his iphone, so I guess he didn’t notice a Chinese man had also wanted to seat as well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;So this late twenties Chinese guy in sunglasses (yeah I know in a train LOL) said “Xcuse me” and the white guy looked up and scoot over a little. But the train started to move and this Chinese guy who was about to seat down, went jerking ……and he &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;nearly sat &lt;/b&gt;on the white guys lap !!!!. OH GOSH the look on the white guy’s face was priceless!! Of course the Chinese guy quickly apologized but I had to bite the inside of my mouth from laughing. I also had to look away quite a lot because they are both seating right in front of me, so I really cannot help but replay the small drama over and over again LOL. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I don’t understand why I was the only one who was amused by this, maybe it’s because the other around me was either busy playing with their phone or sleeping. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-1160087987274151851?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/1160087987274151851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2011/05/ah-hah.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/1160087987274151851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/1160087987274151851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2011/05/ah-hah.html' title='Ah hah !!'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-398787949296400630</id><published>2011-04-29T01:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T01:39:12.777-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='egg'/><title type='text'>Yeah another weekend project</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0in;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:#0400;  mso-fareast-language:#0400;  mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;So remember when I said I had some egg project to do over the weekend ….well its still on progress …..very slow progress LOL. Its because my mom is a fussy lady and she is very convinced the sketch  doesn’t look like an ostrich ……after awhile I think I agree with her LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I did some rough drawing on the egg and well …one thing for sure alignment and erasing mistakes are NOT easy to handle. It leaves marks and smudges and I don’t like that!!!. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;So here is the one shot of  the progress, yeah it looks like retarded snake LOL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oGaaT41-3m8/Tbp3d_ZmPzI/AAAAAAAAA08/zP5XlttePGk/s1600/P1010012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oGaaT41-3m8/Tbp3d_ZmPzI/AAAAAAAAA08/zP5XlttePGk/s320/P1010012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600920443707342642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;So I also did some side project …..like I did some crayon drawing last week and YES CYBER HIGH FIVE BACK AT YOU :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;So I decided to try the new drawing, mind you I tend to change the initial drawing when I do my coloring because I make mistakes and I have to overwrite it LOL, its not like there is an UNDO button ……which I must admit pop in my head a few time when I did mistakes during coloring LOL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n9eYwdNM1bs/Tbp3eDmLg5I/AAAAAAAAA1E/ssI6vfiomJI/s1600/eyeofthebeholder%2BBTS%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n9eYwdNM1bs/Tbp3eDmLg5I/AAAAAAAAA1E/ssI6vfiomJI/s320/eyeofthebeholder%2BBTS%2Bcopy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600920444833858450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;So after the coloring, I was lazy to scan it so I did the quick bit and took picture of it instead. And then use the picture and enhance it using Photoshop. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;If I’m honest I’m not a very colorful person when it comes to art, but I decided to try something new ……and YES after awhile of editing this picture, my eyes hurt a bit.....ALOT......LOL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3xSUjZhjuvY/Tbp3erBxX1I/AAAAAAAAA1M/y8qbMinMtNs/s1600/beautyintheeyesofbeholder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3xSUjZhjuvY/Tbp3erBxX1I/AAAAAAAAA1M/y8qbMinMtNs/s320/beautyintheeyesofbeholder.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600920455418568530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-398787949296400630?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/398787949296400630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2011/04/yeah-another-weekend-project.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/398787949296400630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/398787949296400630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2011/04/yeah-another-weekend-project.html' title='Yeah another weekend project'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oGaaT41-3m8/Tbp3d_ZmPzI/AAAAAAAAA08/zP5XlttePGk/s72-c/P1010012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-3470743566706470711</id><published>2011-04-25T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T22:07:24.597-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mine'/><title type='text'>Another fiction :)</title><content type='html'>Yeah just came up with new fiction story awhile back........just something i like doing (also)&lt;br /&gt;Plz don't mind the Grammar and spelling mistakes.......i'm just to lazy to play English teacher now LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New fiction called : My beautiful inspiration&lt;br /&gt;http://dhushhushstories.blogspot.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-3470743566706470711?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/3470743566706470711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2011/04/another-fiction.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/3470743566706470711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/3470743566706470711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2011/04/another-fiction.html' title='Another fiction :)'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-1065189299071393360</id><published>2011-04-18T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T23:37:38.818-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>Weekend Project(s)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0in;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:#0400;  mso-fareast-language:#0400;  mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;Here is my lame attempt at drawing with limited drawing and coloring utensils,  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;At first I was planning to draw a really nice lady in a gown, back facing us with depressing body language, unfortunately when I went to collect the necessary tools, I realize my mom has given away almost all my water colors and brushes. So that had limited me to crayons, even as a child crayons were my worse and last choice when it comes to coloring. So I found a 5 color free/sample crayons I kept for emergencies. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;So at first always “picture” what you want to draw, then make a rough skeleton sketch,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fxThgwpAdKA/Ta0sBJEGniI/AAAAAAAAA00/DL3WJ5I28nQ/s1600/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fxThgwpAdKA/Ta0sBJEGniI/AAAAAAAAA00/DL3WJ5I28nQ/s320/Image003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597178310016015906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Then when you are satisfied with what you’ve got, draw in the details, leave the skeleton guide there, no worries.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RgdoTX3akHs/Ta0sA6yfyBI/AAAAAAAAA0s/t0RinthzJ2s/s1600/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 178px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RgdoTX3akHs/Ta0sA6yfyBI/AAAAAAAAA0s/t0RinthzJ2s/s320/Image004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597178306184071186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Then the coloring part, even though you drawing isn't much, but with shading it really helps. Like I said I’m limited to crayons. So my shading doesn’t look nice. Keep in mind that when you do shading, have a lighting focus. It should be lighter where the light shines and darker when shadows form. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MBLHRC-KOWU/Ta0sAvSwmVI/AAAAAAAAA0k/ELt_iGazYQE/s1600/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 165px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MBLHRC-KOWU/Ta0sAvSwmVI/AAAAAAAAA0k/ELt_iGazYQE/s320/Image005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597178303098165586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0in;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:#0400;  mso-fareast-language:#0400;  mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Anyway my real project is Ostrich egg art. My mom bought an empty ostrich egg almost 5 years ago and told me to design it. She only notices the plain egg when she was redecorating the living room. So I guess this will be my project for now, I've done art using eggs and stones, but they were easy. This one is going to be a challenge because of its rough and delicate surface.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DZ4YQahJu9Q/Ta0sAZOVd7I/AAAAAAAAA0c/vENkn9VvAzs/s1600/ostrich2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DZ4YQahJu9Q/Ta0sAZOVd7I/AAAAAAAAA0c/vENkn9VvAzs/s320/ostrich2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597178297174030258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-1065189299071393360?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/1065189299071393360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2011/04/weekend-projects.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/1065189299071393360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/1065189299071393360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2011/04/weekend-projects.html' title='Weekend Project(s)'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fxThgwpAdKA/Ta0sBJEGniI/AAAAAAAAA00/DL3WJ5I28nQ/s72-c/Image003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-8849679531204723476</id><published>2011-04-07T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T22:51:40.812-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annoyed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='justice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='race'/><title type='text'>I’m brooding ……..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ok this whole brooding started from this stupid Final Fantasy character called “Fang”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W1ztJUuYM5Y/TZ6hjk85ROI/AAAAAAAAA0U/KB520HSjfqc/s1600/fang.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W1ztJUuYM5Y/TZ6hjk85ROI/AAAAAAAAA0U/KB520HSjfqc/s320/fang.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593085419827315938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just reading someone’s blog and I saw this picture. And my my what brainless idiots decided to make themselves know behind their pathetic id names that Indian don’t even come close to the word beautiful. Although I’ve never played Final Fantasy but I’ve tried watching the movie but to be completely honest all the characters have eerier look to them and they all have the same tried mark, pale as a ghost, huge weapons and girls who always can’t seems to find better cloths while guys wear ridiculous about of clothing. But hey they are all still good designs and famous for it. And I don’t condemn any graphic and multimedia designers (being one actually) for ability to create their successful “ FF cyber” world for gamers.&lt;br /&gt;So I was very annoyed when I saw that picture and what people commented on that.&lt;br /&gt;I mean yeah the blue cloth does look like sari if you really squint your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;From what I read it seems she has tan skin, Australian accent and Chinese name, and her weapon represents tribal heritage. So I dunno why people say she looks Indian, I did a close up on her and was very very annoyed that they compare her to Aishwarya Rai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2lVeu_cS9Lc/TZ6hjYf_24I/AAAAAAAAA0M/saxA96NyFZI/s1600/aishwarya-rai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2lVeu_cS9Lc/TZ6hjYf_24I/AAAAAAAAA0M/saxA96NyFZI/s320/aishwarya-rai.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593085416484887426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean hello what is the best features of an Indian women?  DUH always her big eyes, does Fang have big eyes ? NO And I think she is only ½ tan but mostly she looks pale just like the rest of other character. I’m not trying to say the person who designed her was an idiot but I don’t think he was thinking Indian when he design this, I love good design and I think this girl is smoking hot !! But why do you have to have the need to say other race is not beautiful or use racial slurs just coz you want to defend your favorite FF character!! This shows how stupid you really are !!!&lt;br /&gt;She is an animated character for god sake!! and comparing her with real existing people and defending brainlessly for something that does not have feeling yet alone not even “alive” is very brainless indeed, Yes everyone are entitled to their own opinion but why make a big such a big deal over it. Obviously the overly defensive people love Fang and I don’t think they like Indians much (or anything real), but what right have you got to pull racial slurs of that race just so you could get a piece of mind !!!&lt;br /&gt;While I was reading the forum (a link from the blog) I was shocked how people say Indians are not good looking people. I mean every country/race in the bloody planet have its ups and downs, true that not all Indians looks like Aishwarya Rai, but I could say the same for all race too. I mean even in western and oriental countries actress/actor are very good looking but can you say the people all looks like that in general ? No you can’t.&lt;br /&gt;Another thing I hate about people out there is that if they want to say Indian are pretty they’re quick to link up Aishwarya Rai and other famous Bollywood actress, there is a difference between the way Bollywood portrays women and the way they actually look or are. Again I’m not saying that common people look bad but what I’m trying to say is that they are NOT the ONLY Indian around. I could say the same for westerners do everyone one looks as good as Nickole Kidman and Hally Barry. NO they don’t.&lt;br /&gt;What hurts the most when I read the forum was there about 70% of them think Indians and dark skin people are not attractive, Well here’s what I have to say to them “FUCK YOU !!!”  Well the world do not orbit around you dumbfucks  !!!&lt;br /&gt;I admit, people sometimes ask me if I’m mix either by the many Indians or of some other race. And when I say no, they say “really but you don’t look like many Indians” *smug smile* like I’m suppose to feel honored that I look like someone else. Oh yeah the conversation usually leads to me tell them off with a deadly glare of course.&lt;br /&gt;I remember back when I was at school, my mom was waiting outside and she was talking to a Chinese lady, and when I came up she said my mom if I was her daughter. But when my sister came she was shocked, had the nerve to ask my mom if she was adopted. Oh yeah it pissed of both me and my sister. My mother on the other hand just calmly asked the lady if she is a foreigner, when she said she is a Malaysian my mon told her “oh sudah berapa lama tinggal sini you masih tak tau ka, org India ada byk color ah ? kita bukan macam you lah semua sama saja” – “oh how long have you lived here and you still have no idea that Indians come in many skin tone, we are not like you, you all look the same” and that my friend, shut the lady up.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah in conclusion there are idiots out there and it’s up to you to keep a straight logical head and not get pulled into it.&lt;br /&gt;And I think Fang is a good design and a real hottie but she is not Aishwarya Rai, she is …well Fang of Final Fantasy. Aishwarya Rai is Aishwarya Rai, she is an Indian but not the only beautiful Indian on earth.&lt;br /&gt;I know I kind sound like I’m making a big fuss, but I’m only stating the truth and for those Indians out there who just read something hurtful can (if at all) sees this post would feel better reading it. I hope I didn’t offend anyone because it was not my intention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-8849679531204723476?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/8849679531204723476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-brooding.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/8849679531204723476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/8849679531204723476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-brooding.html' title='I’m brooding ……..'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W1ztJUuYM5Y/TZ6hjk85ROI/AAAAAAAAA0U/KB520HSjfqc/s72-c/fang.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-678059985107243261</id><published>2011-04-04T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T20:27:53.381-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal thoughts'/><title type='text'>To Flaunt or Not to Flaunt</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0in;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:#0400;  mso-fareast-language:#0400;  mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;My mom told me I have talent but I’m not very good at “flaunting” it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;She said I have very low esteem that holds me back from doing what I’m good at. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Watching people make a GOOD living out of doing what they are best at cuts me real deep........ For me its art/drawing. It’s the only thing that truly gives me peace of mind. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I was cleaning my cupboard over the weekend and saw my old drawing books stuffed under piles of old dusty books. I managed to spend some time looking at them. I drew them when I was a teenager, I notice I drew a lot at the age of 15, had about 3 decent book of em. I know why though, back when I was 15 I was very sick and I had the worse temper at that time, I also remember my family was very uncomfortable to hold any conversation with me during that year, because of my temper I spend great amount of time alone in my room drawing stuff that comes pouring out of my mind. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I remember one particular drawing of a girl standing at the very top of the building looking down. Wind in her hair, I personally think it was the BEST drawing of all, its nothing fancy in fact it had very less details or shading yet to me that drawing means a lot. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;So I’m thinking of saving some money and buying myself a good drawing tablet, since I’m good at expressing myself through drawing, it could start my private collection about me, and if I ever get married and have kids they could see what kind of person their mom was LOL &lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Honestly that last bit sounds CRAZY !!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-678059985107243261?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/678059985107243261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2011/04/to-flaunt-or-not-to-flaunt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/678059985107243261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/678059985107243261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2011/04/to-flaunt-or-not-to-flaunt.html' title='To Flaunt or Not to Flaunt'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-3204291769460960122</id><published>2011-04-01T01:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T02:12:12.051-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annoyed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stranger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='famous'/><title type='text'>I’m famous again !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0in;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:#0400;  mso-fareast-language:#0400;  mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;Yup I’m famous again YAY me !!!    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; 2 weeks back my aunty called and told my mom she saw my picture in the newspaper, but this time I was sure I was not in the wanted section LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I answered some questions in “youthsays” and got chosen again YAY !!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;But this time I gave them picture of myself without my sunglasses and guess what! More people recognize me, later that evening my cousin sister text me, then later my uncle called and few of my friends LOL. OH YEAH !!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;But the NST haven’t upload the latest section for youths section in their website, so I can’t post my famous picture here …… I think I’m gonna have scan it !!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; ___________________________________________________________________&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;I’m not too sure if people meant it as a compliment anymore&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Lately I have people saying that I look way younger than my age, at first I was happy but not as happy as some older ladies dancing away when people guessed they were 2 years younger. So I thought it was cool until my 4 years younger sister comes along and says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Cousin : people says you are my sister &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Me : yeah! we kinda look a like &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Cousin: No lah ! they say you look younger than me, that you are my younger sister &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Me : ………WTH !!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;This even happens when I’m talking to complete stranger and they would suddenly look shock.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Me : Gosh I’m gonna be late for work.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Stranger : Work ?? I thought you were student !!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Me : No lah *force laughs*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Stranger : how old are you ?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Me : 25&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Stranger : WHAT REALLY !!!???&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Me: …….WTH!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-3204291769460960122?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/3204291769460960122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-famous-again.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/3204291769460960122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/3204291769460960122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-famous-again.html' title='I’m famous again !!!'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-3050089432160903089</id><published>2011-04-01T01:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T01:55:08.613-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Movie Review  : Drool</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lK_vE5Lw0LM/TZWSRlxW1bI/AAAAAAAAA0E/k3q_9NJoIOk/s1600/Drool-2009-Front-Cover-40459.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lK_vE5Lw0LM/TZWSRlxW1bI/AAAAAAAAA0E/k3q_9NJoIOk/s400/Drool-2009-Front-Cover-40459.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590535343344899506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0in;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:#0400;  mso-fareast-language:#0400;  mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;P/S: Before I begin I notice I’ve been very naughty for not updating my blog. But I swear I was just lazy ……nothing else   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Drool 2009&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I just came a cross this movie when my online friend told me about this movie. She said it was a very “interesting” movie. So I decided to give it a chance. I watched the trailer in youtube and thought well it seems “appealing” and plus it had &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0004912/"&gt;Oded Fehr&lt;/a&gt; in it LOL. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Although this movie was listed in the lesbian category, I didn’t think the movie gross out on that at all. It’s like soft touch on the lesbian issue and I think this movie had deeper meaning to it with slight colorful creepiness ….did that make sense? LOL. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I think this movie played well on all aspect of high dysfunctional family, lesbian, teenage problem and racism. The movie had a surface touch to all the category and I think that was what I “caught” when I watched the trailer not the lesbian part. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;If you have time, watch it…..it’s quite good. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Rating : 8/10 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-3050089432160903089?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/3050089432160903089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2011/04/movie-review-drool.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/3050089432160903089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/3050089432160903089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2011/04/movie-review-drool.html' title='Movie Review  : Drool'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lK_vE5Lw0LM/TZWSRlxW1bI/AAAAAAAAA0E/k3q_9NJoIOk/s72-c/Drool-2009-Front-Cover-40459.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-4096889477852039501</id><published>2011-03-09T19:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T19:10:34.610-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='train work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='train'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lady'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bird'/><title type='text'>A trainWere the moment I step into the train</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0in;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:#0400;  mso-fareast-language:#0400;  mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yes I’m talking about myself, lately I notice my mood is going haywire especially when I’m about to get on the train or in the train itself. I turn into a very scary person although this only happens in my head.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;You see when I’m in a hurry I tend to pin point everyone mistakes and their little ignorance that seems pointless when I’m not rushing. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;For example last week I was so pissed at a stupid pigeon pecking away in the middle of the walk path and it expect YOU to walk around it. I mean WTH was that all about. I swear I was about 5 seconds from kicking it off the walkway. Lucky I was able to take a deep breath and walk AROUND the stupid bird. And that stupid bird actually at the NERVE to look up at me with that stupid doo doo eyes !!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;And worse this morning, I’m pretty sure I had a very intimidating scowl on my face because of the way the lady backed off immediately. I mean seriously what the hell is her problem ?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Well we all were standing in line at the LRT station and she comes from out of nowhere and was very quick to butt in, I was fine with that but why would you slow down and stand right in the door way and block out the only small space for people to get in and out of the train. And she pretends as if nothing is wrong when there are about 5 people behind me waiting to get in. I mean the moment I stepped in, I heard the beep, indicating the door was about to close. Yeah and you guessed it ….the 5 people behind me was stranded at the platform staring back dumbly, while I was squeezed between the stupid cow and the door. Gosh you have no idea what I wanted to do that time. So yeah I guess my face showed because the moment she looked at my face she backed off and stood future inside the train. Oh did I mention she dare not take the empty seat right in front of her !!!! Arrgghhh !!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-4096889477852039501?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/4096889477852039501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2011/03/trainwere-moment-i-step-into-train.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/4096889477852039501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/4096889477852039501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2011/03/trainwere-moment-i-step-into-train.html' title='A trainWere the moment I step into the train'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-3827069950765320482</id><published>2011-02-26T20:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T20:37:27.700-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annoyed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frustrated'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skin'/><title type='text'>What is up with my skin ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NeMrD8ILenw/TWnUyVlGlEI/AAAAAAAAAz8/tW9j4ss9UrY/s1600/cgan206l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NeMrD8ILenw/TWnUyVlGlEI/AAAAAAAAAz8/tW9j4ss9UrY/s320/cgan206l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578223574726382658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0in;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:#0400;  mso-fareast-language:#0400;  mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Lately I notice my skin tone is getting patchy, this time it kind of stand out more then usual. Especially on my right hand, the skin on my on my ring finger is slightly darker and dryer then the rest of my finger. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I always thought I was the only one in my family with severe dry skin complication, but I was soo proven wrong, because I wasn’t not exactly surprise when my aunties and cousins from my dad side also came clean about their skin problems. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;You see back when I was a kid, my mom said I had the most weirdest skin ever, she said I had very very tiny white spots all over my body (I’ve brown skin, so that can’t be pretty) but that was when I was around 5-7 years old. Back then she thought it was normal until the doctor asked her what was up with my skin. But she said as I grew older the spots disappeared and I had normal skin. So I guess the tiny spots in my skin were “signs” that I’ll have skin problems later in life. WOW what a comforting thought !!!! &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-3827069950765320482?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/3827069950765320482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2011/02/what-is-up-with-my-skin.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/3827069950765320482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/3827069950765320482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2011/02/what-is-up-with-my-skin.html' title='What is up with my skin ?'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NeMrD8ILenw/TWnUyVlGlEI/AAAAAAAAAz8/tW9j4ss9UrY/s72-c/cgan206l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-3608689373172230659</id><published>2011-02-13T18:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T18:09:15.638-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greetings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Swap NO more</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0in;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:#0400;  mso-fareast-language:#0400;  mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yup like every year, Valentine’s Day makes no difference to me, Being single all my life I’ve got no idea what it will be like getting gifts from a guy. But this year there has been a slight change, I got a chocolate from a secret admirer!!! Ok fine!! I got a chocolate from a office colleague…..and no it’s not a guy. But it was fun, since I never get chocolate unexpectedly on this day, it totally made my day &lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Besides I’m happy, to just skip another year of chocolate swapping with my sister or my girlfriends and pretend it was from a secret admirer LOL. Loved doing that back at the collage, we used to go to the valentine chocolate dedication booth and swap greetings among our girlfriends. The worse I ever wrote to my friend was “I know you miss me so much, so I bought you a chocolate to calm your sexual desires – Grr your secret admirer” I swear the Chinese girl at the booth looked at me weird LOL. As pathetic as it sounds, it was not that bad, because it was fun watching the girls at the booth making faces at you. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; Anyway Happy Valentine’s day everyone &lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-3608689373172230659?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/3608689373172230659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2011/02/swap-no-more.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/3608689373172230659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/3608689373172230659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2011/02/swap-no-more.html' title='Swap NO more'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-8062362368022159275</id><published>2011-02-01T00:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T00:27:41.092-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anime'/><title type='text'>Tragic anime</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I remember last year or so i downloaded this anime movie by Studio Ghibli, I swear almost all Studio Ghibli's anime production are worth while to watch. Why ? because they have really good story to tell you. Some of the best storyline EVER, not your typical big boobs half naked anime girls with ridiculous hair do, like the ones you always watch in tv. These cartoon's drawings are much softer and classic style.&lt;br /&gt;Ok this anime in particular is called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hotaru no haka (1988) &lt;/span&gt;in English its called the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grave of the Fireflies&lt;/span&gt;. This story is about a young boy and his little sister's struggle to survive in Japan during World War II. Story flow from the brother's POV. Although this anime's story is quite slow but its like watching a real life movie, i assure you by the end of this movie, you will have a lumpy pain in your throat LOL. (Sham ! if you're reading this, i recommend  you a truck load of tissues LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have time watch it !!! Its worth IT !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TUfCurW9RgI/AAAAAAAAAzw/ANCTgH05vVo/s1600/Hotaru%2Bno%2Bhaka%2B1988.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 317px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TUfCurW9RgI/AAAAAAAAAzw/ANCTgH05vVo/s320/Hotaru%2Bno%2Bhaka%2B1988.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568633571435693570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you want to know more Studio Ghibli production please check out this link&lt;br /&gt;http://www.imdb.com/company/co0048420/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-8062362368022159275?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/8062362368022159275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2011/02/tragic-anime.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/8062362368022159275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/8062362368022159275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2011/02/tragic-anime.html' title='Tragic anime'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TUfCurW9RgI/AAAAAAAAAzw/ANCTgH05vVo/s72-c/Hotaru%2Bno%2Bhaka%2B1988.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-2610235987689104031</id><published>2011-01-20T22:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T22:59:46.755-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hero'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comic'/><title type='text'>Something Random</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was just browsing through some websites and accidentally found one of my childhood favorite fantastic-o super hero SPAWN, although he is not my most favorite superhero but he did have the MOST coolest outift....even back when i was a kid ......Superman had the worse outfit, not just cause he wears his underwear outside but because he have the silliest costume suit , blue latex tights and red underwear, seriously that had to be the worse....no wonder he had so many enemies. BATMAN was the best, even if he was some depressed guy living in a bat cave, BUT still he is filthy rich and macho, mysterious guy LOL&lt;br /&gt;So this Spawn guy had my attention because of his ever cool gothic looking suit, i believe his cape was his blood or something ....WOW love the mask, the belt, the cape, the chains, the BIKE !! this guys oozes with wicked awesomeness .....Watched this movie back when i was a kid in 1997, loved it not because of the plot, but because of the CGI and of course he is a hot guy !!! love tall good looking guys !!&lt;br /&gt;I also JUST found out that the stupid clown in the movie was John Leguizamo aka Sid from Ice age LOL. How odd .... Anyway it was unfortunate that this comic series was not famous ( i think) as Xmen (in m'sia), i remember watching animated Xmen and comics series at bookstores but not this series.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i think i still have Spawn CD at home, gonna go hunt for it and watch this tonight !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPAWN ! its a DATE !!!! see ya at night MUAHHH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TTktKK-AWyI/AAAAAAAAAzo/oaJoRwnmjmo/s1600/spawn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TTktKK-AWyI/AAAAAAAAAzo/oaJoRwnmjmo/s320/spawn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564528467359324962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Forget your wife SPAWN, you can date me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TTktJ846PoI/AAAAAAAAAzg/ezkO3Rlzl2U/s1600/spawn2-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TTktJ846PoI/AAAAAAAAAzg/ezkO3Rlzl2U/s320/spawn2-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564528463579856514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;John Leguizamo as the evil clown.......one scene i'll never forget .....he pulled out his underwear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TTktJWzmC-I/AAAAAAAAAzY/BJtfVotImQk/s1600/spawn_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TTktJWzmC-I/AAAAAAAAAzY/BJtfVotImQk/s320/spawn_001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564528453357013986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Comic version of SPAWN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-2610235987689104031?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/2610235987689104031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2011/01/something-random.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/2610235987689104031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/2610235987689104031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2011/01/something-random.html' title='Something Random'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TTktKK-AWyI/AAAAAAAAAzo/oaJoRwnmjmo/s72-c/spawn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-4383740766648328718</id><published>2011-01-13T01:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T18:50:43.867-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Krabi Trip review Part 2</title><content type='html'>So let’s dig into my Krabi adventure LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One day Tour&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So our one day tour (land) consists of 4 famous tourist spot. Elephant Ride, Emerald Pool, Hot Stream and Tiger Cave Temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elephant Ride&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let’s begin with Elephant Ride, since we booked our ride through a package, I don’t know how much the ride cost separately. So anyway I think we got right into the game because obviously we were the first to arrive at the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The elephants I think is in good shape, if it looked dead awful I wouldn’t have gotten on the em. Only two pax per elephant plus the guide. My guide spoke very little English, and each time he tries to make a joke, he ended up laughing alone LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TS-v1MCbQII/AAAAAAAAAzQ/bpXZ9slipJM/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561857393125179522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TS-v1MCbQII/AAAAAAAAAzQ/bpXZ9slipJM/s320/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The elephant station .......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TS-v1Hpx7NI/AAAAAAAAAzI/PYfV7oZ-Q3M/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561857391948066002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TS-v1Hpx7NI/AAAAAAAAAzI/PYfV7oZ-Q3M/s320/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Going up on the hill......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TS-v0ipVGmI/AAAAAAAAAzA/rEpyqotOc4M/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561857382014065250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TS-v0ipVGmI/AAAAAAAAAzA/rEpyqotOc4M/s320/3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 1000 year old tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TS-v0fug4RI/AAAAAAAAAy4/rGJu4uEJ-kI/s1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561857381230502162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TS-v0fug4RI/AAAAAAAAAy4/rGJu4uEJ-kI/s320/4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Picture taken by the guide &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TS-vz-8pTeI/AAAAAAAAAyw/oSZ5QvBWM6g/s1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561857372431404514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TS-vz-8pTeI/AAAAAAAAAyw/oSZ5QvBWM6g/s320/5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Banana feeding time :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tips : &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Do no bring any heavy bags for the ride, ask if you could leave your things in the Tour van, because you don’t want the extra weight on the ride. Trust me on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay calm and try not to make sudden sharp noises, although elephants are tamed they can turn deadly anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you tend to get motion sickness from swaying, maybe this ride is not for you. The elephants are slow and they walk funny, so you will be swaying side by side very dangerously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t forget your camera !! Video camera is even Better !! Most of the time the guide will ask for your camera so he will take some pictures of you on the elephant. If he don’t ….ASK him !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to talk to the guide, unlike my guide, my sister’s was able to point out at some cool things along the ride. Like 1000 year old tree and small monkey banana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE GENEROUS people, give those creatures some reward, you could buy some bananas (a comb) for 50bhat and give it to them. And please don’t ever forget to take some shots !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;_____________________________________________________________&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Emerald Pool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What’s great about this pool ? well basically its said to change colour (the pool) according to the temperature. And also that its very “emerald” and clean. You need to hike about 800 meters from the car park, but trust me it felt more then 800 meters LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TS-uI5tCsfI/AAAAAAAAAyo/IZL8VFxi4X4/s1600/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561855532777779698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TS-uI5tCsfI/AAAAAAAAAyo/IZL8VFxi4X4/s320/6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The long hike to the pool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TS-uIomM9WI/AAAAAAAAAyg/z3dPt6WK3Ks/s1600/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561855528185689442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TS-uIomM9WI/AAAAAAAAAyg/z3dPt6WK3Ks/s320/7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The emerald pool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TS-uIdHdatI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Nve1UUuv838/s1600/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561855525103954642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TS-uIdHdatI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Nve1UUuv838/s320/8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More shots of the pool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tips:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO NOT use the bathroom inside the park for any reason, its hellish in there, Dirty and smelly. If you're desperate need to use the toilet, please use the pay toilet at the car park area. I repeat DO NOT use the park toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring extra cloths like your undergarments and towels. If you are only visiting 1 place for the day then its fine, but if you have other places to go afterwards, its better if you could wear cloths that are quick to dry. Bring large plastic bag for your wet cloths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do NOT leave your bags unattended, if all of you want to jump in, keep your “important” things locked in the tour van and only bring extra cloths in big plastic bag to the pool. This way you can have a peace of mind when swimming at the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to have someone take your pictures, in my case I didn’t jump in so I took pictures of my friends at the pool. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;__________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just before our next trip we had our very own Thai lunch, it was not bad. I liked the sup…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tips:&lt;/strong&gt; If you can’t eat any spicy food, please let the guide know, they could arrange something else for you. Don't force yourself or starve during the tour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TS-sg5BdATI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/b30hWGai-mE/s1600/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561853745888559410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TS-sg5BdATI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/b30hWGai-mE/s320/9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ___________________________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hot Stream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the name itself, the place offers natural hot water LOL&lt;br /&gt;So what is the plus point about this place. Errr honestly not much apart from the hot water. This place might be crowded with people dipping at the natural hot stream, so if you’re not up for shoulder rubbing with strangers, then you could just hang out at the man made hot stream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tips:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is toilet outside and inside the park. I haven’t been to any of it because I personally don’t think I could face another hellish experience. But my friends said the toilet outside the park is clean but complicated ……whatever that means LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same tips as before, leave or have someone look after your things if you are planning to dip in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget not thy camera !! But honestly nothing much to take shots of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TS-sgrUGs9I/AAAAAAAAAyI/T4GpZPwGAAI/s1600/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561853742208693202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TS-sgrUGs9I/AAAAAAAAAyI/T4GpZPwGAAI/s320/10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Us walking to the Hot Stream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TS-sgN3hzpI/AAAAAAAAAyA/6_rZxKfqueA/s1600/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561853734304206482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TS-sgN3hzpI/AAAAAAAAAyA/6_rZxKfqueA/s320/11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Natural Hot Stream.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TS-sf8dnSoI/AAAAAAAAAx4/ikb397z7WtE/s1600/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561853729632111234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TS-sf8dnSoI/AAAAAAAAAx4/ikb397z7WtE/s320/12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Man Made Hot Stream pool &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;____________________________________________________________&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tiger Cave Temple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this is my FAVORITE destination EVER !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok why is this place so “happening” ?&lt;br /&gt;Well did I mention that it has the AMAZING stairway history, 1237 stairs is no play play matter my friends, it’s a hard challenge !!!&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know, this place has no tigers whatsoever, unless uou count some tiger statues and monument LOL Well this place is named like that because, long ago when a monk was going up the hill, he spotted a few tigers and thus born the name of the place. HAH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VERY IMPORTANT !!&lt;/strong&gt; When you are visiting a holy place, please have respect and dress properly. If you are coming from pool or some place else. Please bring along some extra long pants or knee length pants with you. DO NOT WALK AROUND WITH YOUR Crotch HIGH pants !!! How can you be so ignorant !! Please keep in mind for girls that you are to cover your boobs and crotch when you are there. Have respect for the temple and the monks there ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This place is an eyeful of astonishing Buddha history. So it is a GREAT place for take pictures and learning something new. PLEASE TAKE NOTE OF THE TIPS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some pictures &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TS7OOy6ujDI/AAAAAAAAAwg/oesUE0Ck2vY/s1600/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561609343430724658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TS7OOy6ujDI/AAAAAAAAAwg/oesUE0Ck2vY/s320/13.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The enterance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561609344786516978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TS7OO39-S_I/AAAAAAAAAwY/vyKTUbRseg8/s320/14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside the temple ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TS7OOdiZWyI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/b5MJaEK8E-w/s1600/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561609337691527970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TS7OOdiZWyI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/b5MJaEK8E-w/s320/15.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steep set of stairs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TS7OOFzx0fI/AAAAAAAAAwI/E-SYBc4cGLU/s1600/16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561609331321983474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TS7OOFzx0fI/AAAAAAAAAwI/E-SYBc4cGLU/s320/16.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; View from the 800 or so stairs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TS7OOBsot_I/AAAAAAAAAwA/BNAGEhqeoMc/s1600/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561609330218285042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TS7OOBsot_I/AAAAAAAAAwA/BNAGEhqeoMc/s320/17.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At the top ! We made it up 1237 stairs !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TS7OuW02nTI/AAAAAAAAAxI/Nf05b4IWGx4/s1600/18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561609885645708594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TS7OuW02nTI/AAAAAAAAAxI/Nf05b4IWGx4/s320/18.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Buddha foot print&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TS7OuEHZ9KI/AAAAAAAAAxA/fYcQGeAM5mc/s1600/19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561609880623248546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TS7OuEHZ9KI/AAAAAAAAAxA/fYcQGeAM5mc/s320/19.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Only 3 out of 12 of us made it up the stairs &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TS7Otzp3PDI/AAAAAAAAAw4/r7qiH5j6LTk/s1600/20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561609876204370994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TS7Otzp3PDI/AAAAAAAAAw4/r7qiH5j6LTk/s320/20.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Going back down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TS7OtlNAA-I/AAAAAAAAAww/_ZIlr9I7AmQ/s1600/21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561609872325215202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TS7OtlNAA-I/AAAAAAAAAww/_ZIlr9I7AmQ/s320/21.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the statues at the temple ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tips : 1237 stairs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take plenty of water with you, if you can, put it in your bag pack. Make sure you bag pack is light. Or else after awhile your bag will feel like it’s pulling you down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a camera with you, Do not hold the camera in your hands while you are climbing up the stairs. Put it in your pocket and make sure the straps are out of sight. Why ? Monkeys are proven smart ass, in cases like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not eat while you are going up the stairs, Risk of monkey attacking and you choking on the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take time to breath and rest, don’t rush up the stairs, racing your friend is not a good idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wear comfy shoes!! Do not wear heels! Every set of staircase is different. Some were as high as my knee. So please be careful and try not to trip, it’s a long fall people !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please keep you head in the game, if you have trouble breathing or any sort of medical emergency abort this plan immediately, THIS IS VERY IMPORTANT. It’s not as if you could come down anytime. It’s a long way up and down. So if you think you can’t do it, don’t force yourself and use your remaining energy to climb back down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the amazing part !! I had strangers giving me encouragement to keep going and not to give up. They even waited with me to keep me company while I rest, I must thank all these people. : ) So do return this gesture to those who you see struggling along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the top is WORTH IT !! and again forget NOT your camera. It’s a waste not to take any pictures. Oh and people don’t forget to remove your shoes before going in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you climb back down, remember to fill in your water bottle, take only what you need, Do Not fill full bottle!! Have mercy for others ...don't finish the water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Important reminder, for those who do not exercise regularly you might wanna speed up when you going down the stairs, because once you stop, your legs will be doing their own tango dance LOL. Its very easy coming down then going up. So better go back down fast than risk pulling a muscle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will be extremely tired and shaky by the time you reach the temple ground, so please if you can go everywhere else before you hit the stairs. Trust me !! with shaky leg you won’t be able to cover all the temple ground afterwards and it will be a waste not to explore them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you get back, if your hotel provide tub, dip yourself in hot/warm water to calm your muscles. Oh and drink lots of water !!! you'll need it &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another important thing, if possible ask your guide if she/he could change their routine like elephant ride first, second is tiger cave temple, hot stream and then emerald pool. Because that way you relax your tired muscles in hot stream and change out of  your wet cloths after the pool.&lt;br /&gt;Will continue …….. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-4383740766648328718?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/4383740766648328718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2011/01/krabi-trip-review-part-2.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/4383740766648328718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/4383740766648328718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2011/01/krabi-trip-review-part-2.html' title='Krabi Trip review Part 2'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TS-v1MCbQII/AAAAAAAAAzQ/bpXZ9slipJM/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-5671718874265715114</id><published>2011-01-11T23:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T00:09:13.496-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hotel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Krabi Trip review Part 1</title><content type='html'>Anyone planning to go Krabi ? If yes, Please take sometime to read people’s review or mine (lol) if you have time. Reviews are very important, they help make your vacation a better experience. Find out best attraction and must dos before you go there!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how was my Krabi Trip ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s just start with the hotel, we stayed in Coco Nori @ Sea Resort for 4 nights. Before I begin please have a look at their website link. &lt;a href="http://www.krabicoconori.com/"&gt;http://www.krabicoconori.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok sometimes the pictures can be very misleading, learn that the hard way from my Perhentian vacation. Anyway this hotel did have the same look as you see in the pictures but obviously they had a very good graphic editor, This hotel looks like its somewhere near a very hip town or something, but really its just a new building in the middle of nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here are some the pictures I took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TS1cscYJ2iI/AAAAAAAAAu4/JPbCn-6KTjU/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561203033473931810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TS1cscYJ2iI/AAAAAAAAAu4/JPbCn-6KTjU/s320/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The hotel board sign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TS1csJ9DTXI/AAAAAAAAAuw/i9LQ5DC2XO4/s1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561203028528418162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TS1csJ9DTXI/AAAAAAAAAuw/i9LQ5DC2XO4/s320/5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view of the hotel at night.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TS1crmqrAHI/AAAAAAAAAuo/sqshPtTSeEI/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561203019056087154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TS1crmqrAHI/AAAAAAAAAuo/sqshPtTSeEI/s320/3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opposite our hotel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TS1crvwTGyI/AAAAAAAAAug/8JPUR1chX6g/s1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561203021495606050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TS1crvwTGyI/AAAAAAAAAug/8JPUR1chX6g/s320/4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Us at the Roof Top Bar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TS1crTLOhLI/AAAAAAAAAuY/SOV3dC4WO3U/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561203013823923378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TS1crTLOhLI/AAAAAAAAAuY/SOV3dC4WO3U/s320/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our Room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TS1ZBSrZopI/AAAAAAAAAs4/xPKxxdqSM8Y/s1600/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561198993601045138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TS1ZBSrZopI/AAAAAAAAAs4/xPKxxdqSM8Y/s320/6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The clean toilet and bathroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TS1ZBPOAjCI/AAAAAAAAAsw/kte4pHTaZ5Q/s1600/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561198992672459810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TS1ZBPOAjCI/AAAAAAAAAsw/kte4pHTaZ5Q/s320/7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Klong muang beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TS1ZA_keCoI/AAAAAAAAAso/1U5mOyeL9OM/s1600/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561198988471700098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TS1ZA_keCoI/AAAAAAAAAso/1U5mOyeL9OM/s320/8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Klong muang beach In the evening........love this pic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what is my conclusion ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hotel obviously &lt;strong&gt;Needs lots of improvement&lt;/strong&gt; !! I found about this hotel through sawadee.com, but I also notice that the hotel (almost all website) did not have any reviews. Its like it’s a new hotel and people haven’t gone about review about it. But we tried this hotel anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pros :&lt;/strong&gt; Great place for those who want quietness and little isolation (peace of mind)&lt;br /&gt;Free internet access&lt;br /&gt;Near by “unpopular” Klong muang beach, the beach is more of a fishing point then &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;swimming area. But I notice a few beach resort near by.&lt;br /&gt;A plus if you’re Muslim, because people there are mostly Muslim.&lt;br /&gt;Clean Rooms &amp;amp; Bathrooms&lt;br /&gt;Unoccupied Roof Top Bar, but you can hang out if you like&lt;br /&gt;Have Tuk Tuk services near by&lt;br /&gt;Satellite TV with only one English speaking channel LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cons :&lt;/strong&gt; Only free shuttle to Ao nang Beach ( 1 time only) the next you need to go and pay for it&lt;br /&gt;They said bicycle is free but when we asked they said its rent use.&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast of Western, Thai and Chinese cuisine is very disappointing. (Small portion and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;limited choices) I could only eat omelet because the others were just too little.&lt;br /&gt;We had to ask for DVD player.&lt;br /&gt;Staff speaks very little English but friendly&lt;br /&gt;Quite far from airport (30 min) and Ao nang Beach (13 min) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This hotel have good potential, its still new and the young staffs need more experience to run the hotel place. Otherwise it was OK, I won’t say it was very bad or disappointing because personally I don’t like crowded streets and people, so for me I liked the isolation and silence. Oh and also clean rooms and bathroom too. They clean your room every morning and replace two mineral waters each day. I was rather disappointed with the roof top bar because they were very beautifully built but nothing is happening there. &lt;strong&gt;Its like you have a new car but you don’t know how to drive. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;________________________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ao nang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The streets were full of people (foreigners) and gosh I had enough of looking at half naked people walking around. But because I’ve been a good girl and did my research I made sure I did what I was advised to do. Survey and Bargain !!! Two things you need to always keep in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tip 1&lt;/strong&gt; : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never book any tours from the hotel (meaning any hotel) because they charge to high and you have no way of bargaining.&lt;br /&gt;Along the Ao nang beach there are plenty of tour agencies waiting to sell their tours. TAKE TIME TO SURVEY ALL !! Because at the first stop, a lady told us a 1 day tour (land tour) cost 1200 bhat per pax but as we moved deeper and crowd got wide, the price became cheaper. OH and always try to take tour package in big groups, its an advantage to get cheaper !. So I got my tour for 900 bhat and it includes a tour guide, transport and lunch. All you need to do is bring your swim wear and camera LOL&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Please find tour agencies that can talk English or you will have trouble or misunderstanding problems later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tip 2 :&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never worry about transport, there are tuk tuks are everywhere and because the competition is high, you can bargain for cheap price. And please do ask your Tuk Tuk guy for a ride around the Ao Nang. That way you could “see” and experience Ao Nang better. Trust me its worth it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tip 3:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never forget your camera ! There are lots of pictures to take. Please take note of all the Thai feature you could find along the beach and Krabi. Like what ? like some small elephant carving on the mail box or “garuda” shape stamp on the mileage stone. Some of the lil things that makes Thai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tip 4:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Try to take some time trying/tasting local Thai food, please ensure they are clean and safe to eat first though. Don’t go all the way to Krabi and jump right into McD or Burger King. If you don't trust any hawker food stall then try some of the restaurants that serve only Thai food. Try atleast ones while you are there :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TS1ZAX0oOUI/AAAAAAAAAsg/guQchrizxV4/s1600/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561198977802058050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TS1ZAX0oOUI/AAAAAAAAAsg/guQchrizxV4/s320/9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Us at Ao Nang .......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TS1ZAHSzkAI/AAAAAAAAAsY/l4dalagYifc/s1600/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561198973365227522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TS1ZAHSzkAI/AAAAAAAAAsY/l4dalagYifc/s320/10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of the many tiny shops .........that offers many goods&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will continue more review …….soon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-5671718874265715114?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/5671718874265715114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2011/01/krabi-trip-review-part-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/5671718874265715114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/5671718874265715114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2011/01/krabi-trip-review-part-1.html' title='Krabi Trip review Part 1'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TS1cscYJ2iI/AAAAAAAAAu4/JPbCn-6KTjU/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-5980957261899561127</id><published>2011-01-08T20:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T20:19:13.728-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='krabi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>Hello From Krabi</title><content type='html'>Hi there people !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; posting this from all the way from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Krabi&lt;/span&gt;.......right now all i did so far on my fourth day here eat breakfast and then straight to online &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;facebooking&lt;/span&gt; and updating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to keep this nice and short ....because today is my second last day at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Krabi&lt;/span&gt;.....tomorrow i have an early flight home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what do i think about &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Krabi&lt;/span&gt;, so far its real nice. People are friendly but they can't speak &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt;. So i have lots of trouble trying to tell them something. I even had to draw stuff .....thank god &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; good at drawing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far i managed to prove myself that despite loving elephant ......&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; scared &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;shitless&lt;/span&gt; when it was time for me to feed it some banana. I love elephants .....always had......for me they are cute and gentle creature. But yesterday my sister had to push me near the elephant to take pictures &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; gonna leave it at there.&lt;br /&gt;Later when i get back i will write things in detail. This way people who are planning to go &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Krabi&lt;/span&gt; can have a look at my post for tips :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-5980957261899561127?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/5980957261899561127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2011/01/hello-from-krabi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/5980957261899561127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/5980957261899561127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2011/01/hello-from-krabi.html' title='Hello From Krabi'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-3584352789195525501</id><published>2010-12-23T01:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T01:28:57.147-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='likes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shows'/><title type='text'>I’m addicted</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Here is the latest entry on my latest addiction, No no its not drugs or alcohol…..mind you….its a TV show…..its always a TV show….gosh !!!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I’ve “literally” stumbled into this new show called MISFIT, what is it about ?…..its like HEROES but with teenage/juvenile less serious more or less serious super power Brit series. There said it all in one line LOL&lt;br /&gt;Anyway this show would not have had my attention if not for all the characters, well it’s about group of oddball youngest with superpower. Thus is how the name of the show “MISFIT” is born.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553806995363561538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TRMWCXW5gEI/AAAAAAAAAqU/76m4GfuKqaU/s400/misfits-510.jpg" /&gt;                                    ( curtis, alisha, nathan, kelly, simon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I love ALL the characters they are all so unique yet they click together somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love/hate character is &lt;strong&gt;Nathan&lt;/strong&gt;, basically the most annoying and easy going pervert, and also is the clown of the group :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weirdo/Creepy Simon, the guy with many dark secrets but don’t be fooled by his pity looking appearance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strong/ Protective Curtis, very protective of the girls and yet he regrets every minute of his “mistake”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tough/Sweet Kelly, Love her she has courage, attitude and have weird ass accent LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot/Confused Alisha, She is a very beautiful troubled girl, but a bit on the naughty side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CANT’T WAIT FOR SEASON 3 !!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-3584352789195525501?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/3584352789195525501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/12/im-addicted.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/3584352789195525501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/3584352789195525501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/12/im-addicted.html' title='I’m addicted'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TRMWCXW5gEI/AAAAAAAAAqU/76m4GfuKqaU/s72-c/misfits-510.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-7185344184020773417</id><published>2010-12-13T20:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T20:22:11.235-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><title type='text'>HEY HEY THAT's ME !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TQbv70Uq_9I/AAAAAAAAAqM/p0cOOcYKfgI/s1600/single.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 202px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550387401717383122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TQbv70Uq_9I/AAAAAAAAAqM/p0cOOcYKfgI/s400/single.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My uncle called me yesterday while I was in the train. He told me that my “interview” came out in the News Straits Time (Sunday), I wasn’t too sure what he was talking about because I didn’t remember giving any interview. But I couldn’t hear him because the announcer choose THAT time to make her ear splitting announcement….all I heard was “check it out” LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So later while getting a bit worried about it ……I finally figured out it must be from my survey question I answered LOL I was surprised I got selected LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is the clipping….I’m the one with the shades (just my luck I gave this picture and got selected) LOL &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Link :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nst.com.my/articles/small__fontcolor_red__b_YOUTHSAYS___b___font___small__br_Whatwouldyoudoifyourfamilydidnotapproveofyourrelationshipwithyourboyfriend_girlfriend_Wouldyoubreakuporcontinuewithit_/Article"&gt;smallfont color=redbYOUTH SAYS:/b/font/smallbrWhat would you do if your family did not approve of your relationship with your boyfriend/girlfriend? Would you break up or continue with it?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-7185344184020773417?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/7185344184020773417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/12/hey-hey-thats-me.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/7185344184020773417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/7185344184020773417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/12/hey-hey-thats-me.html' title='HEY HEY THAT&apos;s ME !!!'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TQbv70Uq_9I/AAAAAAAAAqM/p0cOOcYKfgI/s72-c/single.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-467857339653272538</id><published>2010-12-13T20:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T20:05:48.372-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sorry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hurt'/><title type='text'>What did ya THINK ? !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Arrghhh this has been bugging me for awhile now. Yeah I missed two of your calls. But I picked up the phone at the first one didn’t I ?…..it was just your bad luck you call me at the wrong time…..I was at a freaking 21st birthday party and having the best time partying and I’m soooo sorry (not) that I couldn’t hear you….I wouldn’t have known you called, if my mom hadn’t told me my handbag was vibrating!!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I picked up the phone and all I heard was HI and "J****" …..but I did hear your voice and your name …..That’s why I took the time to save your number in my phone after I hanged up. And just so you know if you are reading this!!! I’m extremely busy this month and next until my Krabi trip. So I’m sorry if I just couldn’t call you back !!! For god sake I even forgot to call back my cousin after like 3 days and mind you she was pissed ….but at least she understands!!!!&lt;br /&gt;So the second call I didn’t even notice, at home! being single all my life…my phone NEVER rings unless its work or family calls (sad I know). So usually I just chunk my phone at my room during the weekend and forget it ever exists. So I didn’t know you called. And I’m rude for not trying to call you back!!! But I didn’t top up my credit and I only had enough to send in SMS …. only then I notice that you only called me using your HOUSE NUMBER !!! WTF !! You should know better! even back in school I don’t do house number unless emergency !! And I tried sending a message to you in FB but I can’t find you anywhere !! Either you blocked me or you deleted your account because of me ……THAT’s pure CHILDISH !!! But other wise I’m sorry for not trying harder to get back at you !! But trust me when I said I’m busy!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-467857339653272538?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/467857339653272538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/12/what-did-ya-think.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/467857339653272538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/467857339653272538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/12/what-did-ya-think.html' title='What did ya THINK ? !!!'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-6968044894411841135</id><published>2010-12-09T20:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T21:19:40.141-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='train'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shops'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laughs'/><title type='text'>Just yapping about random stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yesterday I had to go to 7eleven to get my &lt;strong&gt;now-current&lt;/strong&gt; favorite tea drink, “White Tea” from Pokka. As I was digging in my bag for my purse, I notice someone moved in behind me, think it was just another impatient customer (because the person was standing way too close), I choose to take my time finding my purse and one 10 sen coin. So when I finally finish paying for the drink, I turn left and BAMM I walked straight into the “person”. I was about to frown when I notice it was a cop, LOL. The thing was he looked more shocked that I bang into him rather then the other way around. I immediately apologize and he smiled (but still recovering) and pulled opened the door. The thing that struck me real hard was that, the suppose cop was very slim and me (not so slim) bump into him and he looked like he was hit by a truck (not that I’m saying I’m &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; big). How is he suppose to protect &lt;em&gt;the&lt;/em&gt; people if a not so slim person like me tries to ….err…overpower him. But what hit me most was that, maybe I’m just too strong…..guys like strong girls right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________***______________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KTM had managed to put up another load of bigger and bright pink stickers on all the ladies couches. Somehow Malaysian men are still proven color blind and deaf. Yesterday (yes a lots of things happened yesterday) I was waiting for the train when this bunch of guys came and stood at the (suppose) ladies waiting area.&lt;br /&gt;I know most of the time we can’t really tell off guys that the waiting area is for girls only because it’s not, only the middle couch is (train). So this bunch of guys did exactly what I already suspected! They tried to get in the ladies couch, even after they saw the big pink girl icon on the door, they still didn’t &lt;strong&gt;“see”&lt;/strong&gt; it was for girls only. Oh and did I mention that they were practically announcing every few minutes to male passenger to be alert on this matter. Finally one of the girls’ in front of me had to glare at them and say “ladies sahaja lah” (&lt;em&gt;ladies only dude)&lt;/em&gt; and they were like “Oh …really ….sorry I didn’t notice”. And of course I totally understand the murderous look on her face when she didn’t get to squeeze in with the others, because she took the decency to stop that bunch of loons. Just so you know, I didn’t get in too so there…... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;__________________________*****_____________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my friends had taken the initiative to comment on their own as well as their friends pictures with  words like “camera whoring” or “camwhoring” or even better “camera whore”&lt;br /&gt;Whore itself is a bad trait word …..And its bad enough girls call themselves bitch but whore……I don’t see guys picture saying “I’m a camera manslut” or “I’m a gaymera” …why are girls doing that. For me the word whore is very….er...Strong….it means deeper than bitch (at least to me) ….. so why tag your picture with the word whore!!! Bitch has become just a light word that sometimes its ok to use it in causal teasing ….but you won’t say “my best friend is a crazy whore” because it sounds dirty and nothing like a light tease. I won't be suprise if people start commenting "i'm with stupid cow"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-6968044894411841135?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/6968044894411841135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/12/just-yapping-about-random-stuff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/6968044894411841135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/6968044894411841135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/12/just-yapping-about-random-stuff.html' title='Just yapping about random stuff'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-8054508649245380919</id><published>2010-12-05T22:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T22:32:56.985-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>MOVIES and Reviews (may contain spoilers)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A simple short review for the movies I’ve watched so far :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 136px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547452846758382354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TPyC-PNDSxI/AAAAAAAAAp0/NRXjiVbEIA4/s200/easya.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Easy A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;This movie was actually really fun to watch, I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;actually &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;enjoyed a teen movie without blanking out half way through. Emma Stone has this very weird rough nerdy kind of voice which I think really suits the character. But there was this one thing I was astounded about this movie…….I thought in US, teenagers having sex was a common issue ……so what’s the big fuss ? She had sex (yeah the dude was gay) but so what right? Why were people suddenly acting so innocent about it? I’m not talking about when she spread lies about sleeping with so many guys but from the first time she blurt out to BB, like ok she had sex with this one guy and BAMM she became a whore ? people are staring and whispering ……hummm maybe its because of the rumors, they tend to change when being passed around. Played &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THAT &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;game before. Another plus point was, that this girl was genius and the movie did NOT have any visual sexual OMGs!.&lt;br /&gt;Movie Rating : 8/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 121px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547452852127223058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TPyC-jNFTRI/AAAAAAAAAqE/dHFXyScwhPI/s200/exepend.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Expendables&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Yes I know I’m way behind. I downloaded this movie long time ago but just didn’t feel like watching it. So when I finally I did watch it, I’ve NO idea what this movie was all about. I remember when my sister and I were both looking at the clock only after only a few minutes into the movie. It was like kill kill kill shoot shoot shoot shoot kaboom kaboom bulky guys whispering kill kill kill shoot shoot shoot shoot Arnold Schwarzenegger !!! kill kill kill shoot shoot shoot shoot kaboom kaboom the end.&lt;br /&gt;All the guys in the movie looked like they were going to explode any moment from their bulky steroid infused muscle and dangerously straining veins. For some reason they all liked to whisper not talk manly which explains why I didn’t understand the whole movie (almost). The hot girl in the movie was SO a decoration material, pretty dumb. Enough said&lt;br /&gt;Movie Rating : 3+/10 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 164px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547452854573725570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TPyC-sUX94I/AAAAAAAAAp8/-pZDJhYta3I/s200/My_Name_Is_Khan_%25282010%2529.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My name is Khan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;This was an excellent movie to watch. The story was very heart felt and almost made surreal. I guess it was a summary what Muslim people in USA was going through after Sept 11, it was an immense story taken from a Muslim guy suffering from Asperger's syndrome POV. A plus point was my favorite actress Kajol was in it. But nevertheless it was a good story. Some people might see the movie cover and think “aha another Muslim story trying to prove their innocence by blaming on the Americans” but really this story shows both side. They are some who do not discriminate and remain friends but the movie also focuses on those who don’t.&lt;br /&gt;Movie Rating : 8/10 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-8054508649245380919?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/8054508649245380919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/12/movies-and-reviews-may-contain-spoilers.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/8054508649245380919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/8054508649245380919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/12/movies-and-reviews-may-contain-spoilers.html' title='MOVIES and Reviews (may contain spoilers)'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TPyC-PNDSxI/AAAAAAAAAp0/NRXjiVbEIA4/s72-c/easya.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-3516167707811212541</id><published>2010-11-17T23:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T23:59:48.408-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='merlin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>Merlin Series : Queen of Hearts Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540794986962612498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TOTbrysr8RI/AAAAAAAAApk/uptTWLpWZCc/s320/Merlin1.jpg" /&gt; I’ve been wanting to review this episode since Monday but I kept forgetting, I was looking for this episode for awhile now and I was a little disappointed when I watched it. But before I watched this episode I kinda by accident watched an interview session with the Merlin cast and Angel had mention Lancelot will be back in the show, and from the way she smiled, I knew nothing major was going to happen in the episode 10 (like I thought it would, you know like the couple could finally love freely or something like that LOL). But I guess the writers can’t help but create some kind of drama between Arthur and Lancelot, but I really hoping Gwen will not betray Arthur and go after Lancelot like the original legend suppose to.&lt;br /&gt;Ok now back to the episode review. First of all I think it was cool that they hit the episode first scene with Gwen becoming the queen :) She looks gorgeous by the way and I also love how they did not apply too much make up on her like they did with Morgana. I love how Gwen is FINALLY is very careful and on look out on Morgana, she suspected that Morgana is no longer her dear friend….duh!!!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what about the episode that I &lt;em&gt;had&lt;/em&gt; to question about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Did Morgana actually felt some kind of regret and sympathy towards Gwen when Uther slapped Gwen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Because she genuinely looked like she was shocked and came to Gwen’s defend. Then again, she could be faking it, but when Uther was explaining his actions, Morgana remotely looked irritated and was like “whatever dude”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When Merlin came to Arthur’s room the next day and told Arthur he had to do something to get Gwen out of Camelot, Arthur said he was in constant watch at the door and at the burning arena and he can’t do anything and he can’t watch her die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;But how come 80 year old Merlin could spot Arthur outside his room and freely talking to guards like nothing was wrong (as if Gwen was NOT in mortal danger) and could run around the palace when he just told Merlin he was on constant watch?&lt;br /&gt;I mean yeah I know he was the prince and all, but still there is a risk of him running around the palace and helping Gwen escape. So what the hell was he doing talking to guards when he could get out of his room and rescue Gwen all along. That part really bothered me!!!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Up to the point Arthur and Gwen was discovered by Uther till Arthur saying there was no way he could rescue Gwen, the situation was tense and sad. But after that onwards the situation was pretty funny?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Although Colin did a great 80 year old goofy wizard somehow the whole scene after that just didn’t click with the beginning half. Arthur seemed way too heart lighted that he found a wizard planting a magic thingy in his room when he STILL haven’t gotten Gwen out of death sentence. I felt the comedy was pretty unnecessary at that point.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh !!!&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the screen captures I “stole” from other websites LOL....seriously don't sue me !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540794978112885986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TOTbrRuv1OI/AAAAAAAAApM/D6kp3Tqwdqw/s320/11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 271px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540795855960417730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TOTceX96JcI/AAAAAAAAAps/VyQh64F_b60/s320/merlin3x10queenofhearts.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 271px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540794981251923106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TOTbrdbJvKI/AAAAAAAAApU/SIFQsSMm4yk/s320/b349b4bb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-3516167707811212541?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/3516167707811212541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/11/merlin-series-queen-of-hearts-review.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/3516167707811212541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/3516167707811212541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/11/merlin-series-queen-of-hearts-review.html' title='Merlin Series : Queen of Hearts Review'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TOTbrysr8RI/AAAAAAAAApk/uptTWLpWZCc/s72-c/Merlin1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-5703040720542167066</id><published>2010-11-10T00:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T00:41:02.453-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Penang'/><title type='text'>My long waited Penang trip turned dire</title><content type='html'>If you know me (meaning in real life) you would know I was the only one among my friends who NEVER stepped foot in Penang Island. And often get teased about thing from EVERYONE !!!. AHEM!!  So we decided to celebrate our DIWALI this year in Penang. I heard lots about Penang but the trip my sister and I was looking forward was disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I can’t tell for sure exactly why I feel that way …but I can assure you it was not a very well planned trip….Meaning we brought our GPS and a HUMAN GPS and still we got lost. I don’t blame our HUMAN GPS because he is old and he said all the roads in Penang had changed from double lane to one. So if you miss a turn you gonna have to take a big U turn. Since my useless GPS can’t make out the simplest road to the hotel we ended up passing by the same road like 4 times!!.&lt;br /&gt;The first thing I notice about Penang (island) everything was old!! Old as in Ancient HAHAH no no don’t flame me ….but our first stop was the petrol station and I notice the people working there was old. The cashier, the helper, other customer and the station it self LOL&lt;br /&gt;I remember asking my sister if she feels the same…everywhere we turned we saw old people. No offence but I honestly thought we travel back in time. LOL  And I NOW believe Penang people are the worse drivers …. Crossing streets is a life treating situation. We didn’t visit many places despite me bringing the Penang Travel Guide book….yeah yeah I bring a travel guide book and I don’t care if I look like “dumb city folk”. Oh yes I think we walked, climbed and burn half the calories in Penang. PEOPLE IS EXTREMELY HOT THERE !! While I was sweating buckets and swearing my head off, a foreign tourist next to me was drinking coke and looking cool enjoying the view under the bloody blinding sun. HE CRAZY I TELL U !! So here are some of the pictures (rest in FB)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TNpaVJRNG8I/AAAAAAAAApE/KfZzDrDnI9k/s1600/penang.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TNpaVJRNG8I/AAAAAAAAApE/KfZzDrDnI9k/s320/penang.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537838011117280194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-5703040720542167066?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/5703040720542167066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-long-waited-penang-trip-turned-dire.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/5703040720542167066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/5703040720542167066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-long-waited-penang-trip-turned-dire.html' title='My long waited Penang trip turned dire'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TNpaVJRNG8I/AAAAAAAAApE/KfZzDrDnI9k/s72-c/penang.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-8217299137896443689</id><published>2010-10-21T22:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T22:12:30.889-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Thoughts I know nobody gives a shit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today I’m in a very foul mood. I have a pain and no its not human LOL. So yeah the pain I’m yappin about is the genuine bloated pain on lower abdominal on the right side. Been having this for two days and let’s just hope I don’t explode or something…..Walking feels like jabbing pain…not sharp but more like when you hold your pee ”any moment going to burst” feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly I don’t know what I’m doing, working life makes sense if it has anything to do with my field …other wise I’m stuck. GOSH I’m trying to do something but I loose freaking interest real quick. Arrghh FUCK !! I’m trying to learn, promise but the devil side of me always take control….somehow naughty is much fun then being a boring old saint :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend I did this awesome bookmark from cloth …the thing was it didn’t turn out so awesome when i finsihed it. Honestly felt like someone paste “LOSER” on my forehead. Although it didn’t look &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; bad (to me) for my sister it was a complete waste of time. Asking the SIFU of Sewing (mom)'s honest opinion was proven a bad idea.... a VERY bad idea.&lt;br /&gt;So I tired doing something I was actually good at, like writing stories (fiction) and half way through I lost the muse…. People say best ideas comes from the toilet…well in my case it erased it!!…ENUFF Said !! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530731466166890402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TMEa9yTz76I/AAAAAAAAAo8/HynMyqRRwC0/s320/scream1996.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I was bored out of my mind, decided to find out the top 100 best horror movies. I notice the movie “Scream” was also listed. Well the thing is, I watched scary movie first and I thought the stupid phony mask killer was wearing was part of the stupid scary movie so when I watched the actual movie, I was struck dumb &lt;em&gt;"of all the mask...THIS ??".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I checked out the movie, Honestly I knew Drew was in the movie, but I DIDN”T know she was just at the beginning part. HEH!. My rating for the movie = 51/2/10. It was not bad but it was not scary either. The only decent scare part was the one with DREW. Others were pretty lame. I already knew who the killer quarter way through the movie. Sad I know !. Bad acting, it was surprisingly funny dialogs and no strong plot kind put me off. BUT I totally nicked the song Nick Cave - Red right hand, Bloody awesome! …I dig weird ass songs ...it amazes me sometimes :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The movie had some serious crazy ass kids who worship horror movies, Below are the conclusion they came out with intense dedication of horror  movies : &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the horror film rules as stated in the movie:&lt;br /&gt;- 1. You will not survive if you have sex&lt;br /&gt;- 2. You will not survive if you drink or do drugs&lt;br /&gt;- 3. You will not survive if you say "I'll be right back"&lt;br /&gt;- 4. Everyone is a suspect.&lt;br /&gt;Two additional rules come from the killer:&lt;br /&gt;- 5. You will not survive if you ask "Who's there?"&lt;br /&gt;- 6. You will not survive if you go out to investigate a strange noise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently if you’re a virgin u don’t die ….HEH !! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-8217299137896443689?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/8217299137896443689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/10/thoughts-i-know-nobody-gives-shit.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/8217299137896443689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/8217299137896443689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/10/thoughts-i-know-nobody-gives-shit.html' title='Thoughts I know nobody gives a shit'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TMEa9yTz76I/AAAAAAAAAo8/HynMyqRRwC0/s72-c/scream1996.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-1589421110409049842</id><published>2010-10-14T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T23:53:49.284-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Random actor/movie Review</title><content type='html'>First of, I think &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Michael Caine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is not a good actor, I’ve watched some of his movies and each and every time I think he sucked. If you are a big fan …I strongly suggest you stop reading now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you’ve watched this really old movie Ashanti (1979), his wife gets kidnapped by slave trades and he still have time to have some freaking tea!!. And he doesn’t look anxious or upset at all. He was more like “ok wife got kidnapped, I’ll have some tea and take some nature walk around African bush” WTF. Seriously at least he could do is sound a bit nervous. In short the movie sucked big time….had to stop watching before I kill more of my brain cells. Someone uploaded in youtube&lt;br /&gt;Although in the movie Austin Powers I think he did a good job, I like the quote &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“Got an issue? Here's a tissue”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; it was brilliant LOL. I used it so many times until my sister threaten to strangle me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528161992182389442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TLf6CtzY2sI/AAAAAAAAAo0/7IsB_HUkRFc/s320/cover-11012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that was IT, the one movie I’ve watched that I didn’t feel like throwing sometime at the TV. But there was this movie I dunno till know why I bothered to watch…..The Hand (1981)…the movie was ridiculous as it sounds. His own hand doing evil !!...ooooo I’m so scared….Gosh !! That was also the movie I started to notice his very unimpressive acting. (and I’m being nice this time)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-1589421110409049842?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/1589421110409049842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/10/random-actormovie-review.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/1589421110409049842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/1589421110409049842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/10/random-actormovie-review.html' title='Random actor/movie Review'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TLf6CtzY2sI/AAAAAAAAAo0/7IsB_HUkRFc/s72-c/cover-11012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-8797308714193016102</id><published>2010-10-14T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T23:49:46.541-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='white'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opposite sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='train'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='male'/><title type='text'>The things opposite sex provokes …..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TLf5a9ujQ0I/AAAAAAAAAos/qZCstbOfHwc/s1600/cartoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 197px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528161309262299970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TLf5a9ujQ0I/AAAAAAAAAos/qZCstbOfHwc/s320/cartoon.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Let’s start with what happened yesterday….&lt;br /&gt;Well actually its not really bizarre or anything but hey, at least it made some difference to my daily boring train ride.&lt;br /&gt;So yes, There I was in LRT, squeezed in between 2 males, one young the other very old. So while I was blasting away my linkin park song, when the train stopped at Taman Jaya. So being the nosy Malaysian I am, I peeked out and saw like a dozen white dudes in synchronized uniform. Well obviously that &lt;strong&gt;did&lt;/strong&gt; catch my attention. I mean they were all wearing white shirt and black pants with tie, oh and carrying backpacks too.&lt;br /&gt;I watched them for a bit, then went back to minding my own business and that was when I looked ahead of me and notice almost all the ladies in the train was cranking their neck to look at, yup u guessed it. So instead of watching the boys, I was more interested in watching the many reaction provoked by the white dudes on our lovely Malaysian ladies.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly it was uproarious! I did notice some ladies adjusted their blouse and some their skirts LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I mean its not a crime to ogle at anyone but it was rather fun to watch it from a different angle don’t u think ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was all in the train, so what happened in KL Sentral was a whole different story. You see, I was walking to KTM station when I felt my right arm was …how do I put this……actually it was more than a shoulder brush….i remember my right arm was completely overlap by another arm. So naturally I was shocked when I looked down and saw someone else’s sleeve LOL. I quickly looked up and was stunned dumb. MY GOD THE DUDE WAS GORGEOUS !! He too looked a bit shocked ….but I’m pretty sure it was opposite to my reaction LOL. But awh god when he grinned “oops sorry” I swear my jaw hit the floor. I’m not sure what was my reaction but i can assure you the moment I turn a corner I was like “OMG OMG WOW !! ”&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I bet someone else was watching me at that time thinking “This gal is pathetic” LOL &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-8797308714193016102?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/8797308714193016102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/10/things-opposite-sex-provokes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/8797308714193016102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/8797308714193016102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/10/things-opposite-sex-provokes.html' title='The things opposite sex provokes …..'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TLf5a9ujQ0I/AAAAAAAAAos/qZCstbOfHwc/s72-c/cartoon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-3207677885500053605</id><published>2010-10-06T01:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T01:23:16.894-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='merlin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='True Blood'/><title type='text'>Updates Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Firstly I apologize for not writing at all.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly I dunno what to write anymore…..So as usual I’m going to shoot anything that comes to mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Updates ! Updates !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 211px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524843255593761682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TKwvq0lg-5I/AAAAAAAAAoE/cTYxI8XdCIo/s320/woo-hoo-211x300.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Merlin Season 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Arrrghhh&lt;/span&gt; Its back!!! Not officially on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; yet but I’m catching up on the net. I’m so happy !! By the way Merlin is cute and boyish as ever, Gwen is sweet and she’s got a new gown &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; and Arthur is a cute overgrown spoil brat &lt;br /&gt;The other day I brought home the episode 3 because it was so funny I had to ask my sis and parents to watch it. My father had been watching Merlin with us since season 2. He especially likes the funnier episode …so this season 3 episode 3 was (so far) the funniest I’&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; watched. Oh and this week I’&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; watched episode 4, Alright news flash this new dude call &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gwaine&lt;/span&gt; is SUPER HOT…..and I so totally dig his hairstyle. I can’t never get my hair to stay like that  I’m also glad that they did not forget of the ever sweet romance of Arthur and Gwen, meaning that although they did not start off the relationship from where it was left of (at the battle dragon thingy) but I think it is good they gave em more screen time &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh this &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;btw&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gwaine&lt;/span&gt;, oh gosh you should have seen the scene where he flirts with Gwen…I was actually smiling like an idiot. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524843259069593330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TKwvrBiN9vI/AAAAAAAAAoM/ab_mpSWfIPU/s320/Merlin-Series3-Gwen-and-Gawain-merlin-on-bbc-15747241-500-333.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;True Blood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m back to the “ah-typical-fuck-this” mode now. I mean from the beginning they messed up Tara’s character and that the stupid Jason saved her ass from Franklin was a BIG put off. My sis does not follow the series but that day she told me she saw Tara staying at Jason’s. And I was like &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;WTF&lt;/span&gt;!! NO WAY IN HELL !!! So I check it out and boy was I relief, she hooked up with Sam. If she and Jason hook up I’m so hating her!! but I’m &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; her with Sam but NEVER THE &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;VILLAGE&lt;/span&gt; IDIOT !! Oh and that she chopped off her hair which I really hope she does something about it, its fine but it does not have the complete look &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524843265582783234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TKwvrZzFWwI/AAAAAAAAAoU/j3R0leV50Ko/s320/younghmanson.jpg" /&gt; Before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever wonder who is this dude ? Look familiar ? Yeah that's him back in the day...Marilyn &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;manson&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524844590545592562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TKww4hq1YPI/AAAAAAAAAoc/kj8zxYIuomc/s320/imagesCAI0YKE6.jpg" /&gt; After &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can some people be so stupid ? And they talk stupidly and expect people to understand and hear their stupid thoughts ? I SWEAR there is NO cure for stupidity !!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-3207677885500053605?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/3207677885500053605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/10/updates-updates.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/3207677885500053605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/3207677885500053605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/10/updates-updates.html' title='Updates Updates'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TKwvq0lg-5I/AAAAAAAAAoE/cTYxI8XdCIo/s72-c/woo-hoo-211x300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-6654854585480235596</id><published>2010-08-17T02:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T02:48:46.392-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tara'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='True Blood'/><title type='text'>AWWW MAN !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TGpaujQi9FI/AAAAAAAAAn0/mWrocJhNsKg/s1600/true-blood-304-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 179px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506313250198975570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TGpaujQi9FI/AAAAAAAAAn0/mWrocJhNsKg/s320/true-blood-304-5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ok I know its kind of weird to actually like this character Franklin Mott from true blood, I mean yeah he is a freaking creepy but he makes me laugh…..i dunno if I’m the only one but I felt very pissed off when Franklin jut exploded pathetically. I mean I was literally rolling my eyes and mouthing “WTF”. He was like one of the main character few of the previous episodes but why did he had to die in a blink of an eye!!! Arrghhh no fair !!!. And what is up with Tara!! Gurl I know you are hurting and all but, do you have to CRY all the time. You did fine when you were trying to get out of Russell’s mansion. And you even kicked Bill out of the truck !!! (I could watch the scene him getting is ass kicked anytime) but after she came back home, she was like overly crying and screaming…..and yeah I’m hoping she would stop. Oh and another thing why can’t Sam be the want to save Tara, I know he had fight earlier in the bar but why can’t he save herrrrrr ….gosh I hate that Jason the brainless saved her instead arrghhhhh !!!. Although I give him credit for doing something right for ones LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I’m really wondering if this Franklin dude actually “loved” Tara for real because he was “kind of” sad that Tara always wanting to die…..(I was wondering the same thing when Franklin asked her). I mean could he really loved her, or else why would he bother making sure that Tara really tried to kill him. Sigh!! Aw well too bad they killed off my favorite character…well at least I enjoy all the screen time Franklin had LOL. Oh and one last thing if Jason the brainless idiot hooks up with Tara I’m vowing to seriously stop watching the series. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-6654854585480235596?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/6654854585480235596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/08/awww-man.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/6654854585480235596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/6654854585480235596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/08/awww-man.html' title='AWWW MAN !!!'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TGpaujQi9FI/AAAAAAAAAn0/mWrocJhNsKg/s72-c/true-blood-304-5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-2315014452130142070</id><published>2010-07-27T03:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T03:22:27.845-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='True Blood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>If I was in Tara’s shoes …..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TE6vVEX8E-I/AAAAAAAAAns/HZEvwZ-PlbQ/s1600/30299_405291078562_69144888562_4101689_7082029_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 270px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498524971552216034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TE6vVEX8E-I/AAAAAAAAAns/HZEvwZ-PlbQ/s400/30299_405291078562_69144888562_4101689_7082029_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; First off lets just say Franklin did meet Tara (me) outside a bar…helping me beat the crap outta sum rednecks. And NO I did not sleep with him (unlike the flow of the story) but Franklin somehow still fell in love with me…..and thus me ended up being hypnotize into inviting him into my house (or Sookie’s) and biting and kidnapping me.&lt;br /&gt;How would I react to that ?.......&lt;br /&gt;Before anything ….let’s just say I still think its stupid that Vampires needs to be INVITED to enter a house …..i mean am I the only one who thinks this is really stupid …..If a thief and murderer can enter any goddammed house without invites why do vampires need that??....ne-how I still think its one of the stupidest vampire theory people came up with….ok back to the point&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Franklin were to …..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bite me :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I’m gonna have to say ….OUCH and give a good kick in the u know what&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kidnap me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; : Well he did try to make the kidnapping a pleasant experience ….he tied flowers in Tara’s hands for god sake !! I would be scared shitless but the moment he chuckled, I think I would have smiled a bit !! (I know its strange how u can crack a smile at the silliest thing at inappropriate time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mad Jealousy :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Well honestly I wouldn’t find Franklin choking Tara as funny but the next scene had to make me laugh ! I mean it was cute he felt jealous but not cool that he choked the answer out of Tara. But hey he is crazy right ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Flowery meal :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Honestly if I was Tara I would NOT have cried over a flower meal, I would have flunked Tablot’s (whatever his name is) precious china plate at the wall and scram for Franklin. No worries there…Franklin is very overprotective over Tara. He’ll save her (me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Vampire Bride :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Like I said if I was Tara, my answer would be WTF too. I mean no way in hell I’m going sip blood for the rest of my life…..Food is too precious to let go off….and oh yeah life too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He Shaved:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Like I said this dude even with creepy mood swings, he does those littlest things that make me wanna grin silly. I mean he took the initiative to shave and got offended that Tara didn’t notice. And I thought only girls were like that LOL. Neway I also like NO NO LOVE it when he hops on the bed ….Its silly adorable!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kill attempt :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Ok I must say Tara have guts !! Man that girl can swing and throw a punch. The way she beat the crap outta Franklin with a spike hammer (dunno what’s it called) was disturbing! I felt sorry for him….. and gosh I keep asking myself is he dead !! oh and Tara looked uncanny when she bit Franklin ….She could be a damm hot vampire if she wanted too  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-2315014452130142070?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/2315014452130142070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/07/if-i-was-in-taras-shoes.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/2315014452130142070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/2315014452130142070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/07/if-i-was-in-taras-shoes.html' title='If I was in Tara’s shoes …..'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TE6vVEX8E-I/AAAAAAAAAns/HZEvwZ-PlbQ/s72-c/30299_405291078562_69144888562_4101689_7082029_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-7735122881238066404</id><published>2010-07-13T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T19:35:43.118-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reaction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='train'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>It was annoying but I had to laugh :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today I’m going just talk about the many weird reactions I see in some random man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier this morning, I was on my way to the bank when I spot this Indian guy walking opposite me. At first I was not really look at him but more like just staring ahead, but I when saw his right hand swiftly shooting to his chest and I immediately looked up at his face, (I thought he was having heart attack or something) but what I saw in his face, it had annoyed the hell out of me …..&lt;br /&gt;Well he at first smiled thinking he’s gotten my attention (which he DID come to think about it LOL), then quickly shifted to the “oohhh dear I’m sooo touched” kind of look…..like he had just seen the most beautiful gal and his heart had suddenly stopped beating…….my reaction “WTF!!!”&lt;br /&gt;I just raised an eyebrow and kept on a stern look on my face, and he immediately sneered at me as we walked pass each other…..I mean what the hell was that all about. I was just minding my own business and come along this weirdo making an impression (LOL). Although I was mighty annoyed at the gesture but as I turn a corner I can’t help but chuckle a bit. Of course I made sure he didn’t see me do that LOL. I mean i can’t tell just how long since he spot me before he decided to come out with his mini soap drama LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is another reaction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t like it when people stare at me for no reason at all and then quickly look away when I caught them staring. So there I was at the train all happy and pleased at buying some new books in less then RM50. When suddenly came in a guy who didn’t get a seat …so he stood opposite me, at first I was reading a book so I didn’t notice but I did feel like someone was watching. So when I moved to put away my book, I saw the dude staring at me. I was a bit shocked because the dude was looking quite …intense? …so I thought maybe I left my zip open of something (always had that problem). So after making sure nothing was wrong, I looked up again and he was looking else where. But when I looked again (kinda of hard not to notice a guy standing right in front of u) I caught him staring but he quickly and clumsy-ly looked away trying to act macho. This “thing” kept going on until I got off the train and caught the reflection of the dude straining his neck to look at me from a nearby mirror. Creepy ? HELL YES &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-7735122881238066404?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/7735122881238066404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/07/it-was-annoying-but-i-had-to-laugh.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/7735122881238066404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/7735122881238066404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/07/it-was-annoying-but-i-had-to-laugh.html' title='It was annoying but I had to laugh :)'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-125394823296752842</id><published>2010-07-07T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T19:13:52.464-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='train'/><title type='text'>Thoughts to Ponder</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TDU0V1Jy_lI/AAAAAAAAAnk/w7YAa_7L1gU/s1600/imagesCAE5NC8L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 107px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 107px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491352870298254930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TDU0V1Jy_lI/AAAAAAAAAnk/w7YAa_7L1gU/s200/imagesCAE5NC8L.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yesterday while I was at the train station, I was wondering just what it would be like to “follow” a random person home and see how they run their life. I mean if you use public transportation, you’d almost always spot a person who seems to have gotten your attention.&lt;br /&gt;Let’s just say you spot a girl who is upset and constantly checking her phone or her watch. Ever wonder what is going on in her head of hers…… Or a guy who seems to have everything working for him and he’s always happy even when the train is an hour late.&lt;br /&gt;At times don’t you wanna know what this people are doing with their life. I know in my last entry I did complain about people suddenly keenly telling me about their life …..but what I meant by this entry is that …sometimes when you’ve finished your storybook too early and you’ve got nothing on you to pass the time….expect for “People Watching”, so this is where the thoughts comes in. You talk to your self (in my mind of course) pondering and observing them silently.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder if people had the same thoughts as I have. Do they see me agitated and moody and think what is up with her?. Or is it just me? I don’t mean this in a stalking manner but more of a wanting to know kinda of feeling.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I saw a lady and she seem so agitated with her looks that I swear she looks at hand mirror at least every 30 minutes. And she also pulls on her blouse and skirt a lot….and sometimes I caught her staring at someone across the platform ……I could never tell who because the other platform is always full of people. But I always wonder if she likes someone but is too darn nervous about how she looks like and stuff or maybe its just her way of behaving  I could draw like 10 different reason why she is behaving like that  So this is what I meant about this entry  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-125394823296752842?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/125394823296752842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/07/thoughts-to-ponder.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/125394823296752842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/125394823296752842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/07/thoughts-to-ponder.html' title='Thoughts to Ponder'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TDU0V1Jy_lI/AAAAAAAAAnk/w7YAa_7L1gU/s72-c/imagesCAE5NC8L.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-3375241822497905493</id><published>2010-06-10T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T19:18:23.633-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='past'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Walking down the memory lane :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt; Its Friday today and I still feel like its Wednesday-ish ….not that I’m complaining but just wondering what happened for the past few days…..everything seems to be a blur …but the odd thing is I can still remember what I ate for lunch on Monday :)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway tomorrow I’ve got plans with my cousins ….we after I don’t know 5 years (I think) are finally gonna meet up (all of us) and spend the Saturday having fun. I mean its our gang …us ( Prem, Resh,Rubin,Div,My sis and me) back than it was our wave of same (almost) aged cousin that always hang out, playing and getting into trouble. But the thing is when I watch my younger cousins (the wave after us) …they simply seem to get let “injured” less and more virtual about almost everything they do…..I mean …I’m not sure if you have realized this but back in the days …I used to get injured a lot …..scrapping on the road ….falling fall on my face and never the less falling on my head from playing games we invented by our self. I mean I still remember every time we go out to play ….one of us is bound to get hurt ….our family always run out of “plaster” (band aid).&lt;br /&gt;And we just don’t sulk and sit in the corner because it hurts too much…..of course we cry but it hardly last more than 5 minutes ….and then back to play again…pain or no pain its was way too precious to NOT play ….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 221px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481334042030813202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TBGcRRaAsBI/AAAAAAAAAnc/PhIYHvggiuE/s320/backinthedays.bmp" /&gt;This is how we looked like back then (must remember to take the picture like this tomorrow as adults) From Left (Prem, Div, Me,Ren(my sis) and Rubin) (missing one person Resh) LOL ....I'm no longer the shortest in the group&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-3375241822497905493?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/3375241822497905493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/06/walking-down-memory-lane.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/3375241822497905493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/3375241822497905493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/06/walking-down-memory-lane.html' title='Walking down the memory lane :)'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/TBGcRRaAsBI/AAAAAAAAAnc/PhIYHvggiuE/s72-c/backinthedays.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-8830979843883347561</id><published>2010-06-03T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T23:16:48.940-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new look'/><title type='text'>New look New Feel .....need more work :)</title><content type='html'>A new look for all my blogs….&lt;br /&gt;I think I needed this :)&lt;br /&gt;I know for sure that this blog kinda have the lame basic structure ….so I changed it  although I still think I need a few more adjustment to make …starting with the Banner :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-8830979843883347561?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/8830979843883347561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-look-new-feel-need-more-work.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/8830979843883347561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/8830979843883347561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-look-new-feel-need-more-work.html' title='New look New Feel .....need more work :)'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-8837776348174005697</id><published>2010-06-02T02:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T02:04:09.821-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='likes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>Ceri and Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;How come when someone treats you to a free lunch everything automatically tastes better? Or is it just me? LOL Well my working colleague decided to treat me lunch but I ended up call all my gangs to join in  I know I’m cruel. But hey, the more the merrier right ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway anyone read this book the “ The Cupid Effect by Dorothy Koomson” ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short I would say the character hits a bit too close to home…..why ? I don’t know about you guys, but people behave same way the character, Ceri is facing.&lt;br /&gt;Wanna bet ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just how many of you have had stranger or someone you just met, suddenly pouring their heart and soul to you for no reason at all ? Tell me ? ….&lt;br /&gt;HAH !!! I can count out to more than 10 people I met that did that to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example: I was reading my book in the station and all of a sudden a gurl came sitting next to me, normally like the character Ceri I would keep my nose buried in the book and pray that I DO NOT to make any eye contact, but all of a sudden then gurl lean towards me and said “excuse me” and I knew, at that very moment I’m doomed.&lt;br /&gt;She would usually ask conversation starter questions like : Is the train late ? Were you waiting long? Any latest announcements ?” But when this question pops up “Where u heading?” you might as well stop reading the book …. So I answered all her questions in one word but she didn’t seem to notice nor take a hint. Next thing I know she was telling me about her college, her life, her strict parents, her bf, her cat, her school, her exam, her etc etc etc….and mind you I never asked any questions…she kind of babbled on and on and on ….at one point she was getting upset (god knows why) and I think she was nearing to tears but lucky thing the train came and I got lucky, but as usual being the infamous jinx, I always ended up sitting next to them in the train. So while in the train she talk more and I just keep nodding and oh and yeah and she was happy with that.&lt;br /&gt;Some of the people who “talks” to me have ended with tissue in their hands, they cry for no reason at all, I don’t know WHAT to do !!! I’m not the hugging and patting and comforting kind…..so usually I would just force a smile and say “hey er….Don’t worry yeah ?” Sometimes they tell me their secret, or simply tells me openly what they think about certain things about someone or something and later begs me not to tell anyone. If I know u that’s different but if I just met you that WEIRD !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ceri is a weirdo magnet but repulse normal men. It was more obvious….back when I was at the University.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example : I was a group leader for a course subject and it was nearing to end of the semester and usually by the end of the each week all leaders goes to collect project materials and information. So there was this guy who was in charge of informing leader of our latest project updates, as he was passing out papers I notice he was giving me the funny look. Then when it was my turn to take the paper, he asked me in quite a loud and clear voice “Who are you?” I swear my mouth hit the floor!! I was attending all the meetings and taking calls from him but he suddenly ask me THAT question. “Err I’m the group leader of ……..” and he was shocked …. “huh ? Really ? how come I never notice you ?” You got come for all the meetings?” when I told him that the last meeting, I asked him a lot of question and he had the shock look on his face “Wait !! That was YOU ?”&lt;br /&gt;Oh and did I mention the dude was cute!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example : Going to pick up my sister from her class and while there was tons and tons of cute girls nearby the stupid weirdo guard ended up talking my ears off. He advice me in all kind of matter from god to proper water drinking for women …… no matter what I do he keeps coming to give his unconditional healthcare advice and when I got there two weeks later ……OF COURSE He remembers me ….. “Hey how come you didn’t come last two weeks? (oh yeah, he actually remembers exactly when was the last time he saw me). This guy was middle ag,e skinny to the bone dude with very bad teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ceri gets stared……if my cousin is reading this she knows who I’m talking about  (not gonna talk about this here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ceri friends get more male attention than she.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example : 3 of us and I’m the only single one among my friends. We are eating dinner chit chating all the way and then comes 2 guys, they were friends with A and they were kind of openly flirting with A and B while I was eating my dinner. After almost an hour of talking, I got up to go buy a drink and both of the looked back at me startled, “Eh when did you come?” I still don’t know if that was joke but one thing for sure neither of them laughed just startled. I simple smiled back and A introduces me and B. After almost what 1 hour later they were still flirting and I’m sipping on my drink minding my own business ….when they wanted to leave they said “Ok see you A and B and…er…err…Gurl” and walked away. The reason why I have VERY limited guy friends ….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ceri is in love with Angel (the vampire TV series) and thinks she’s gonna marry him or Arnold Schwarzenegger. I love Angelus NOT looser Angel. And I had a thing for Arnold ….usually steroid bulky guys is a turn off for me, but I don’t know why I like him so much !!! I admit I wish I was all the girl in his movies…..i still think he is cute (but with his shirt on plz!!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-8837776348174005697?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/8837776348174005697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/06/ceri-and-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/8837776348174005697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/8837776348174005697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/06/ceri-and-me.html' title='Ceri and Me'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-2577244945685149732</id><published>2010-05-25T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T20:41:37.204-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='embarrassing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>The vacation Perhentian</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/S_yX_hjbw8I/AAAAAAAAAnI/39qoPcFN-MU/s1600/P1010016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475418364570223554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/S_yX_hjbw8I/AAAAAAAAAnI/39qoPcFN-MU/s200/P1010016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you all know I was excited about the trip , but sadly that was not what I was feeling when I got there !&lt;br /&gt;Well let me just start with why……the room, well so much for booking for holiday package and the website link, I got a shock of my life with the room condition, it was NOT like what I saw in the website. The website pic looked newly built and refreshing but the room we got looked 20 years older and had the “old room” smell&lt;br /&gt;UGH!!! I was so angry!!! Oh by the way the resort name is “Flora Bay Resort”, We stayed in the small tiny rooms, its like the package were we paid was more for the snorkeling equipments and our meals for 3 days and NOT for the room!!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway all was not bad, I had some good time too, and actually it was a mixture of good and embarrassing moments :)&lt;br /&gt;I did my very first snorkeling, saw sharks, clown fish, other colorful fishes, creepy long eel and freakishly huge corals but I didn’t see any turtle :( but my sis and my cousin did !!. Oh and I actually had fun jumping into the deep blue sea in the middle of the ocean :) Freaking awesome!! I FINALLY learned how to float for a long time and kind of know how to swim …meaning I can actually move a bit from the starting position LOL&lt;br /&gt;OH and although we all were wearing life jacket, I still need help in moving around, so being the wise person I am, I held hands with my guide, he was really nice and showed me this and that….gave me tips oh how not to panic if water goes in the mask….&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes we had to join with other group and they were all Chinese, about 10 of them and only 3 Indians (including me), Oh and guess what!! 6 of them was from our bus. And mind you they were NOISY and LOUD and we were pretty pissed at them!! So naturally we were shock when the guide said we had to join them……&lt;br /&gt;And as u all know, being the jinx in the group I’m bound to do something stupid ….and I did !! It was on our last snorkeling trip to the Blue Coral, and my sis and cousin told me to join them (we were separated becoz I stick with the guide), and when I did, my sister got annoyed because we were not moving at all, although I was trying my very best….and in the process kicked my cousin and knocked my sister mask of her face :). So my sister finally gave up and asked me to get help ….and guess what !! one of the noisiest and annoying among the 6 came to my rescue, and I was pretty surprised when he spoke good English :), So we held hands and he took me away from my struggling grumpy two.&lt;br /&gt;As I held his hand, I heard someone making whistling sound and hooting, I stared to laugh!! (BAD IDEA) water got in and I was at the brink of choking….had to stop, while I clear my mask, his friends were hooting and laughing in Chinese but I soooo know what they are saying !!! And then we continued swimming holding hands like happy couple.&lt;br /&gt;So after that was over, we had to climb back into the boat, which was getting difficult by the 4th snorkeling for the day…..so I let a quite elderly “fat” Chinese lady go before me and boy was she having trouble, and my guide told me and my cousin to push her up (by her butt), which I tried but ended up going under the water !!! Finally she managed, and it was my turn !! and I was laughing and I can’t hoist myself up, and finally I bit my lip and force myself up. And stepped aside for my cousin who also had trouble so finally struggling to pull her in, she finally slipped and FELL face first on the deck, gosh I burst into laughter, while she was lying there on the floor, when she got up she told me she hit her face on the seat first before hitting the floor. OF COURSE everyone saw and of course everyone laughed !!!&lt;br /&gt;So later we went to “Fresh water” where the water is unsullied and icy cold, fresh from the waterfalls …when I say fresh I really mean it !!! We had fun playing with the water and had to join 4 other groups there, after the fresh dip it was time to get back to the boat, it was by the sea side so I had no trouble climbing up, but little did I know it was going to be a whole other story once I’m on the boat.&lt;br /&gt;So neway I climbed up, proud that I didn’t struggle or fall but the moment I stepped in the stupid stupid boat tilled forward from the big wave and I lost my grip on railing and went RUNNING towards a Chinese guy who was talking to his friends on the other side of the boat. I just remember running and my head screaming “OH NOOOO GRAB FOR THE STEERING” but of course I ran past and went directly to the guy. I caught a glimpse of his surprise face before I HUGGED him!! Yup you heard me !!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah the horror!! the shame!! I was shock when I found myself hugging him around his waist ……All his friends and other Chinese guys burst into laughter and cat calls. I saw my cousin laughing the hardest!!! It was just my luck that not everyone got off the boat for the last trip so all of them saw me hugging him (minus the guide and his assistant). I was still in shock when I saw my sister staring at me with “WTH” look. My cousin later told me, that the whole thing looked like I was running for my boyfriend like “long time no see” gesture!!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh and mind you it was not the same guy who help me at the Blue Coral, this guy must be either his bro or cousin because they kinda look alike…..&lt;br /&gt;I quickly push myself way and walked back to my seat …..i don’t remember if I said sorry !! Gosh they won’t stop laughing!!! If I ever look at him or at his friends they had the silly grin on their face. Gosh the horror !!!&lt;br /&gt;So that’s about !!! You can see my almost 4oo pictures in facebook !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-2577244945685149732?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/2577244945685149732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/05/vacation-perhentian.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/2577244945685149732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/2577244945685149732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/05/vacation-perhentian.html' title='The vacation Perhentian'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/S_yX_hjbw8I/AAAAAAAAAnI/39qoPcFN-MU/s72-c/P1010016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-3136807442637549285</id><published>2010-05-11T20:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T20:44:03.104-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='robbed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pulau'/><title type='text'>Many chatter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Gosh its been a long time since I wrote anything decent here LOL&lt;br /&gt;I have a excuse ….wait scratch that ….i have a good “reason”, I’ve been very busy ……yup that’s the reason I can think of LOL&lt;br /&gt;Neway I have a good and bad news, as you all know the gap between my last entry and now is quite long I think, so that mean lots of things happened.&lt;br /&gt;First of I would like to dedicate this entry to my recently kidnapped 3 month year old office PC, may god bless you soul …..(yes it has a soul…so shutup)&lt;br /&gt;Yup our office got robbed and stole all our LCD screen including my brand new one, and a server, my 3 month old baby and 2 box. Yes tragic !!&lt;br /&gt;Ok not gonna go detail into that&lt;br /&gt;But waddaya know I’ve got new computer now :) Just like my 3month baby (only better)&lt;br /&gt;So yeah what else …..ah! ok I think someone is spamming my comment box …if you see in my last entry’s comment box, you can see they write things in Chinese, gosh !! What is wrong with you!!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I’m going on my very first vacation-w/o-parents for this year !&lt;br /&gt;Yup and tomorrow night I’ll be in a 8 hours bus (flight ticket too expensive not wroth it) journey to Pulau Perhentian :)&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA so happy !!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-3136807442637549285?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/3136807442637549285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/05/many-chatter_11.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/3136807442637549285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/3136807442637549285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/05/many-chatter_11.html' title='Many chatter'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-3277276025485359910</id><published>2010-05-11T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T20:41:09.196-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='robbed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pulau'/><title type='text'>Many chatter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Gosh its been a long time since I wrote anything decent here LOL&lt;br /&gt;I have a excuse ….wait scratch that ….i have a good “reason”, I’ve been very busy ……yup that’s the reason I can think of LOL&lt;br /&gt;Neway I have a good and bad news, as you all know the gap between my last entry and now is quite long I think, so that mean lots of things happened.&lt;br /&gt;First of I would like to dedicate this entry to my recently kidnapped office 3 month year old office PC, may god bless you soul …..(yes it has a soul…so shutup)&lt;br /&gt;Yup our office got robbed and stole all our LCD screen including my bard new one, and a server, my 3 month old baby and 2 box. Yes tragic !!&lt;br /&gt;Ok not gonna go detail into that&lt;br /&gt;But waddaya know I’ve got new computer now :) Just like my 3month baby (only better)&lt;br /&gt;So yeah what else …..ah! ok I think someone is spamming my comment box …if you see in my last entry’s comment box, you can see they write things in Chinese, gosh !! What is wrong with you!!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I’m going on my very first vacation-w/o-parents for this year !&lt;br /&gt;Yup and tomorrow night I’ll be in a 8 hours bus journey to Pulau Perhentian :)&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA so happy !!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-3277276025485359910?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/3277276025485359910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/05/many-chatter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/3277276025485359910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/3277276025485359910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/05/many-chatter.html' title='Many chatter'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-2812079121657679559</id><published>2010-04-19T18:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T19:01:04.754-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='makeover'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><title type='text'>Long time no see</title><content type='html'>Gosh lots of things had happened but i'm not going to go into any of that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well let's just start with what i wanted to initially talk about .......smile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today morning i was walking from the station and i saw a girl and she smiled briefly at me but before i could smile back she quickly looked away and pretended to look at something else...she kind of completely ignored me until i walked pass her ....although i really wanted to smile back ....i didn't do anything .....This had happened many times but this time i want to write about it .......was THAT a sincere smile ? Or was that simply for the sake of it ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There are also a few people that gets on my nerve, i mean u almost always see her but when u smile she just keep looking and eventually turn away.....so i thought "heh maybe she didn't register i was smiling" so the next day u see her and she does the same thing ......"ok maybe she is not the smiling type" and the next day u see her and spare the smile treatment but no matter what she stares sharply at you and when u are about to pass by each other she would look away like "hah whatever" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So the next day the moment i spot her i stopped smiling and stare back.....really stare her down....but it seem like there is NO effect ....so i just ignore her when ever we pass by. Even though i can feel her staring &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What else ? Oh yeah i think i need a hair cut ....badly and some red highlights perhaps LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Like this &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462033410839117490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/S80KcrRhfrI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Z8v2FlVzebU/s200/red_and_black_hair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-2812079121657679559?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/2812079121657679559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/04/long-time-no-see.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/2812079121657679559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/2812079121657679559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/04/long-time-no-see.html' title='Long time no see'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/S80KcrRhfrI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Z8v2FlVzebU/s72-c/red_and_black_hair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-7329292668647549052</id><published>2010-04-01T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T20:52:05.450-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unlucky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>I think i'm going to be sick !! :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Gosh today is Friday and I think I’m gonna be sick….NOT FAIR&lt;br /&gt;Gosh serve me right !! for drinking Milo ice and chilled coffee during rainy days LOL&lt;br /&gt;I had trouble breathing today morning and I realized I was breathing through my mouth. So I knew that was the ultimate sign that I am going to be very sick for the next two days. And I’ve got to meet up with my cousin tomorrow !!!&lt;br /&gt;I don’t need this especially since I’ve got lots of planning to do for my upcoming vacation!!! WOW I can’t believe it that I’m actually going for a vacation this year, just me, my sister and my cousin LOL&lt;br /&gt;Mental note : Be cautions of what you eat and drink from this month onwards, don’t want to go for vacation and snorkeling activities with your nose blocked and high fever …..THAT WOULD BE A NIGHTMARE !!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-7329292668647549052?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/7329292668647549052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-think-im-going-to-be-sick.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/7329292668647549052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/7329292668647549052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-think-im-going-to-be-sick.html' title='I think i&apos;m going to be sick !! :('/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-3316912660224482670</id><published>2010-03-29T01:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T01:52:47.300-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friend'/><title type='text'>FUCKING PISSED</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Have you met a friend that is fucking obsessed with her weight that she comments all her pictures as fat and ugly when she is not even close to that?&lt;br /&gt;Does it hurt when a person you like spending time with ends up always talking about her weight and obsessed with how she looks like, that at one point you want to grab hold of her shoulder and shake her hard and tell her stop ?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel like yelling “Oh yeah then why don’t you just start gagging your way to coma!!!!”&lt;br /&gt;Gosh it hurts so bad that instead of talking about the fun and happy times we had, she ends up clogging up the comments about how ugly and fat she looks like. Mind you she is NOT even close. I remember still that back then she was NOT like this .…..she was always laid back …cool and awesome person to hang out with but lately that seems to be getting in the way of our friendship……I don’t just how much I could take it until I get really pissed off. I was very hurt that she choose that moment to clog up the album with her negative comments which shows how inconsiderate she is of me. I’m not never been a thin person so when she starts talking like this I really felt like doing the kung fu hustle on her, Don’t she realize what her comments made me feel …..although she only comments on herself I still feel the lash of her words……gosh she totally ruined my mood the whole day&lt;br /&gt;I’m pissed off and angry at her !!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-3316912660224482670?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/3316912660224482670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/03/fucking-pissed.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/3316912660224482670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/3316912660224482670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/03/fucking-pissed.html' title='FUCKING PISSED'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-7389276508678492227</id><published>2010-03-28T23:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T00:01:44.117-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='train'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='earthhour'/><title type='text'>A petite jamboree on Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I had a date with my collage friend the last Saturday. I started the day with hepatitis B injection in the morning and then rushed to train station to meet up with my friend. How I wish I did not take the stupid train….i mean the moment I stepped in and turn left I felt the intense heat coming at me. The air cond was off. I mean what the hell right !!! It’s the weekend and the train is packed with people!!! I had half a mind to get off the train but I couldn’t move because I was stuck between two people and mind you people rubbing against someone else’s sweaty arms is enough to make barf in my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;So anyway I managed to reach the KL Central and form the way people were staring at me I knew my hair had gone frizzy and I was right. So I got to the toilet and try my best to look “presentable” and nearly got a heart attack when I saw a tiger in front of me …..no no not the real one …actually I don’t even know why there was a tiger mascot walking around the KL Central and I didn’t bother to find out.&lt;br /&gt;After my friend (finally) arrived we head straight to Monorail ….arrghh loaded with humans and mind you …if you are standing in a packed train and minding your own business and suddenly you feel someone is touching near your “.….” …how would you react ? I nearly jumped off my skin and I was really at the brink of wanting to scream my head off when I notice my friend (seating) in front of me (standing) trying to adjust my blouse and put the last button. I swear I was about to choke her for doing that LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453946555327846674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/S7BPfu5IGRI/AAAAAAAAAmo/YeIST2aBlpI/s200/P1010009+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Times Square as usual jammed with people but not like the train …..i was glad for the fresh air……had fun catching up with my friends ….pouring our hearts out and etc …(ya get the pic). So form the way people are packing up at the route to cinema I knew by heart my chance of wanting to watch “Alice in Wonderland 3D” had gone down the drain. So we ended up going to “Ice Age Experience”…ya can check out the pictures in my facebook. It was ok ummmm ok type ……well at least we got to do something …. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453946561194888594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/S7BPgEv8DZI/AAAAAAAAAmw/pU4i0l4TvSE/s200/P1010032+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were at the OutBack SteakHouse when the earth hour started but I dunno my sister back home had turn off the lights and seat by the balcony with my parents like last year and here I was with my friend eating at a Aussie restaurant LOL. I looked outside and I didn’t see any difference, so9 we carried on eating when the waiter came at our table with two candles and they turned off the lights….i remembered Alica Keys song was in the background (although it did set a romantic mood, it got me wondering you radio speaker is on so that must mean you didn’t exactly turn off everything during the earth hour right ? )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453946572259832130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/S7BPgt-BsUI/AAAAAAAAAm4/eRB91Kf_LDA/s200/P1010065+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway we managed to take some pictures during the hour …..it was an awesome day out LOL &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-7389276508678492227?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/7389276508678492227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/03/petite-jamboree-on-saturday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/7389276508678492227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/7389276508678492227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/03/petite-jamboree-on-saturday.html' title='A petite jamboree on Saturday'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/S7BPfu5IGRI/AAAAAAAAAmo/YeIST2aBlpI/s72-c/P1010009+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-7564380354213154903</id><published>2010-03-24T01:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T01:06:32.856-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cartoon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fav'/><title type='text'>YEAH THAT"S ALL ME</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/S6nHuh4ub0I/AAAAAAAAAmg/vFVtV5BmcXc/s1600/deViki_by_deviki9.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 112px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452108426092900162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/S6nHuh4ub0I/AAAAAAAAAmg/vFVtV5BmcXc/s400/deViki_by_deviki9.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-7564380354213154903?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/7564380354213154903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/03/yeah-thats-all-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/7564380354213154903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/7564380354213154903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/03/yeah-thats-all-me.html' title='YEAH THAT&quot;S ALL ME'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/S6nHuh4ub0I/AAAAAAAAAmg/vFVtV5BmcXc/s72-c/deViki_by_deviki9.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-1277203775645269841</id><published>2010-03-23T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T20:06:00.537-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='train'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird'/><title type='text'>Waiting my head off</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yesterday I decided to wear my high heels to work and it turned out to be a VERY BAD idea. I mean when you are traveling using public transport …Malaysian public transport ….you do lot of waiting ….&lt;br /&gt;So at first I didn’t really mind because usually when I get on the LRT (Rapid KL) I almost always get a seat but this time I was very sure I won’t. One thing for sure LRT is always fast but yesterday it made me an hour late for work. YES IT WAS THAT BAD!! I don’t why the train stopped about 5 to 8 min in every station sometimes at even 10 minutes. And yes my legs were aching and did I mention I need to walk all the way to my office. Yeah so you can imagine what was going through my mind yesterday when I noticed the time was 9.55am when I reach my station, If I was wearing my sneakers I would have half jogged but the heels made it imposable to walk fast and I was half afraid of falling flat on my face. To make the situation worse, I’m usually the early one to work so that means I’m currently the only one who has the office key….I already know my new co worker was waiting for me and probably cursing her brains out LOL.&lt;br /&gt;But after all the chaos, I still managed to “see” something LOL. Ok what I mean was, while I was fidgeting in the train, I also notice a very very cute foreigner standing right next to me. And of course I stared at him when he is not looking :P. I know what you thinking …. Did I smile ? Of course not, I mean I’m wayyyy to coward for that LOL. I dunno why I had this impression, if you spot a hot guy dun look his way (too much) or else he will be “perasaan” HAHAHAH I know I know its dumb but really isn’t everyone like that :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-1277203775645269841?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/1277203775645269841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/03/waiting-my-head-off.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/1277203775645269841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/1277203775645269841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/03/waiting-my-head-off.html' title='Waiting my head off'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-1975654982895195933</id><published>2010-03-18T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T20:36:40.562-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='train'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Horror Odor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/S6LxQJgHwOI/AAAAAAAAAmY/mFbFD5tmbg8/s1600-h/smelly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450183758802567394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/S6LxQJgHwOI/AAAAAAAAAmY/mFbFD5tmbg8/s320/smelly.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/S6LvolwetXI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/dt3yIzkdA00/s1600-h/smelly.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I was pissed beyond anything……seriously how can people be SO SELFISH !!! I mean come on people! nobody wanna smell your silent gas…..yeah in other word FART !!!. Sheesh I mean what the hell right? If you need to fart than please by all means fart at the platform NOT IN THE FREAKING TRAIN for god sakes …..have some mercy ….its air conditioned and packed with people….it’s already bad enough that you have to smell some idiots drench arm pits after work and now this too….i mean why why can’t you just hold it until it is your stop it’s not that HARD people ….I have to hold my gas too… I surely don’t release the deadly gas in the train ….why ? becoz I have GOT BRAINS and MERCY !!! Maybe you think your gases don’t smell ….yeah, well I got news for you, if you fart in air conditioned room or train everything becomes obvious not matter how un-smelly you think it is …..&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I know this lady farted because she was freaking standing to my left and YES the strong smell was unbearable ….I mean when I stare at her ….she pretend nothing had happened ( you know the type that suddenly seems to be motionless because she knows we knows). People around me started to cover their nose but I was stuck with a heavy bag on one hand and the other holding onto dear life at the pole. So seriously I couldn’t do a DANG thing about the smell. I wanted to kick that lady in the butt. See how she likes it when you cause discomfort to people. Oh and there are also some idiots, usually man who LOVES to put both their hands up …….seriously it makes them look like a big monkey with smelly armpit hanging by the pole. What is wrong with you !!! I mean, I know you wanna hold on and NOT fall on any ladies but is it worth making us all gasp and pray we don’t die in the process……GOSH !!! How ignorant can you be !!!!&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I came home yelling and complaining ……basically whining about this to my mom and my dad and my sister and eventually my dog (since nobody wanna listen to me anymore). In short no matter what you do …there are some ignorant brainless people out there……that, for a moment is able to give a person a near death experience. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-1975654982895195933?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/1975654982895195933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/03/horror-odor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/1975654982895195933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/1975654982895195933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/03/horror-odor.html' title='Horror Odor'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/S6LxQJgHwOI/AAAAAAAAAmY/mFbFD5tmbg8/s72-c/smelly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-4938502463163012980</id><published>2010-03-17T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T20:18:13.674-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird'/><title type='text'>Strange obsessions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/S6GbULgfPQI/AAAAAAAAAl8/CgqbEFTpd94/s1600-h/Graphics_022.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 170px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 121px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449807795083754754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/S6GbULgfPQI/AAAAAAAAAl8/CgqbEFTpd94/s400/Graphics_022.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ok I must admit for the last few days, (although I’ve known this for years) that my …er…likings to strange things is really…..em… well bothering me. No no its nothing shocking (wait is it ?) but I won’t harm anyone for sure LOL. But these strange obsessions on some things are sometimes getting out of hand. I can’t share this here EVER but I’m itching to say the words…..”Strange obsession”….kinda of takes the weights off my shoulders LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t even know if what I’m feeling here is even consider normal ….again it’s not like I’m harming anyone but still one can’t help but wonder…..I mean I’ve known some people who “share” the same kind of obsession, well they kind of “fit” and it’s quite normal for them to like it but for me it’s just strange….sometimes I wonder what they would think of me if I told them of this …..eh…probably move their chair away from me….LOL&lt;br /&gt;I’ve known of these “Strange obsession” for years know but just lately I’m free to ….errr…..think? about this more ……Arrrghhhhh some thing is seriously wrong with me LOL&lt;br /&gt;Please save yourself form thinking I’m a complete nut case….coz I’m not (well at least not to me) but seriously whatever comments you gonna throw at me is gonna go pass my head so seriously save the teasing and mocking LOL &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-4938502463163012980?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/4938502463163012980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/03/strange-obsessions.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/4938502463163012980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/4938502463163012980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/03/strange-obsessions.html' title='Strange obsessions'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/S6GbULgfPQI/AAAAAAAAAl8/CgqbEFTpd94/s72-c/Graphics_022.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-7594523253333161854</id><published>2010-03-10T18:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T18:13:16.461-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='off . the'/><title type='text'>Picture of the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/S5hRiBChNEI/AAAAAAAAAl0/-HclfQILqjM/s1600-h/007371578.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447193394141017154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/S5hRiBChNEI/AAAAAAAAAl0/-HclfQILqjM/s400/007371578.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously why would anyone wanna press that fruit ..... Yeah only in Malaysia LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-7594523253333161854?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/7594523253333161854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/03/picture-of-day.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/7594523253333161854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/7594523253333161854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/03/picture-of-day.html' title='Picture of the day'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/S5hRiBChNEI/AAAAAAAAAl0/-HclfQILqjM/s72-c/007371578.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-3040825926603438593</id><published>2010-03-02T18:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T18:18:34.229-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conversation personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>WHAT IS UP WITH ME</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/S43G7iN6qbI/AAAAAAAAAls/k3ACq_k7OhQ/s1600-h/447307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 127px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444226250660555186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/S43G7iN6qbI/AAAAAAAAAls/k3ACq_k7OhQ/s200/447307.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ok to be honest I think the Moving Out Sale was not as thrilling as the Big Bad Wolf Sale…&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday must be the “Viki’s Blur Day” because I keep getting distracted and not paying attention to what I want ……I mean I knew about this Sale but I didn’t bother to see the location. So thinking that it was the same location as the Big bad wolf sale …I was shocked to see it was locked …..so I slowly made my way to the bookstore and saw the banner outside …. Moving Out Sale at L3-57 and yet I still keep asking myself where was this level 3.…..I really don’t know why for the last 5 months I keep telling myself that the floor I was currently standing at was level 4…..I mean I was convinced beyond anything that I actually walked out the bookstore and walked around the whole level 3 and still I refused to “believe” it is level 3.&lt;br /&gt;So I stupidly asked a security guard standing nearby and he just point to the book store and gave me this “what’s wrong with you? Didn’t u just see the banner” smile. And guess what ….i can STILL ask him “Are you sure this is Level 3 ?” ….That poor guy was confused and kept telling me it is and I still gave him the “unconvinced” look.&lt;br /&gt;So finally I gave up and went into the store and I overheard a girl ask a staff …..now I’m not too sure what was the question but the answer was “2 doors down” so guess what the genius me did ?…… I walked out the store AGAIN !!! I know I’m like “Encyclopedia of Morons” yesterday I actually went out and searched two doors down which was where the previous sale was…..I don’t know WHY I did that ….&lt;br /&gt;After that I came back to store…utterly unconvinced….I asked an Indian (staff) at cashier where was the sale…..&lt;br /&gt;Me : Hey.. where is the Moving Out Sale?&lt;br /&gt;Staff : errr…you are standing in it …..&lt;br /&gt;Me: *Surprised* Really ??? This is IT!!! …&lt;br /&gt;Staff: *convinced I was a moron* Yeah this is it….&lt;br /&gt;Me : Oh *embarrassed* sorry… I got really confused&lt;br /&gt;Staff: right…….&lt;br /&gt;Ok right after that I moved away and went at the back of the store thinking what a jerk I’ve been …then went about to look for books….halfway through I came back to the counter and asked the same staff.&lt;br /&gt;Me : hey… can I leave my bag here ?&lt;br /&gt;Staff: *shocked* yeah of course&lt;br /&gt;But I overheard another staff asking her right after I turned away….”Apasal dia tu?” “Entah” (What’s with her ? ) (Dunno)…oh yeah the SHAME !!!....Then I kept going around and around the store but not really finding any books I liked….Maybe it’s just me but I didn’t feel there was much choice this time…and halfway the same staff was arranging some books and I don’t know why I blocked her path and then made way for her but before she even completely move passed me I moved forward and bumped into her…HARD and she dropped all her book…..I admit I was a bit scared that she might scream at me or something ….it bad enough she thought I was an idiot …..but she simply force a smile and apologize to me …when it was MY fault……but of course I still had some decency to say sorry and ran off before she change her mind and pounce on me ……I’m normally the type of person who help people…like picking up stuff if they dropped it… but this time I was just too nervous to even stand next to her.&lt;br /&gt;But I did find this book after all the fuss&lt;br /&gt;Hormones from Hell: The Ultimate Women's Humor Book by King Jan for RM 5.00&lt;br /&gt;It really is a funny as hell ……but although I was reading and laughing…. I can’t help but wonder what was up with me yesterday ….. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-3040825926603438593?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/3040825926603438593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-is-up-with-me.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/3040825926603438593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/3040825926603438593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-is-up-with-me.html' title='WHAT IS UP WITH ME'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/S43G7iN6qbI/AAAAAAAAAls/k3ACq_k7OhQ/s72-c/447307.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-162039416121092916</id><published>2010-02-24T18:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T18:46:55.721-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='helpful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>TIPSY TIPS !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lots of things had happened since my last update.&lt;br /&gt;First of all was the death of my grandpa on Monday (22/2) and it was a kind of a cold shock for me. I felt guilty for not going to visit him at the hospital, even after my father told us to go. But there is no point crying over spilled milk right? I kind of glad that he did pass away. He been telling us how tired and painful his body was getting and that breathing alone seem such a labor. And he also had enough of the truck loads of medicine the doctors gave him and sometimes wish he could just ‘let go’. So I’m glad his suffering has ended. Hope he rest in peace.&lt;br /&gt;Other than that I had started boarding was of reading and getting hold of books&lt;br /&gt;Ok for people like me, who loves a good book, and always finish reading the books she buys and is very careful with her money. You can try some of this methods&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try &lt;strong&gt;BookCrossing,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PROS : &lt;/strong&gt;Fast and Easy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CONS :&lt;/strong&gt; Quite risky (but if you don’t want your book back …not a problem)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOW: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just go to the website and register (its free)&lt;br /&gt;To give away books, just add your books and get a BCID number for each of your books.&lt;br /&gt;Paste a print out BookCrossing label and write down your BCID.&lt;br /&gt;Notify where you want to leave the books and go ahead and leave your book there.&lt;br /&gt;And wait and see if your book get picked up&lt;br /&gt;You can get the books you want by browsing through the website, look for hotspots like One Utama Shopping mall the official BC area and go there either leave or pick up books……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try &lt;strong&gt;BookSwap&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PROS : &lt;/strong&gt;books you want gets delivered to your home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CONS : &lt;/strong&gt;You have to have a book to swap (unless they don’t mind) and need to spend money a bit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOW: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can only do this if you are really sure you can trust the people you want to send the books to because this way you are actually giving away your home address. Anyway I’ve tried this method before and it is really fun when you get them via post …..Mind you please make sure you send it via Pos Laju or Pos Express or whatever save way… Make sure you ask the person to notify you when they send sent it to you.&lt;br /&gt;You can do this buy joining online book clubs and such. I’ve done it via Goodreads. This site is NOT book swap community but you can post a forum topic there about swapping books and if anyone interested …you get to swap !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try &lt;strong&gt;BookXcess&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PROS :&lt;/strong&gt; You can browse their up to date book titles, do some research before buying.( Via website and blog)&lt;br /&gt;Its cheap and new!!! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CONS :&lt;/strong&gt; nothing much but heard rumors of missing pages&lt;br /&gt;(so far I haven’t had that problem even after buying many books there)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOW: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m sure many of you go to bookstores like MPH and Popular and etc and you are surprised about the book price, well what if I said I found a store that you can find the same books in MPH for half the price in BookXcess. Its great fun and the staff there are really nice….besides guess what if you give them your email address they did send you updates on upcoming book sales and contest….how cool is that!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try &lt;strong&gt;Second hand book stores&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PROS :&lt;/strong&gt; Books really cheap and can find rare ancient books LOL, you can bargain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CONS :&lt;/strong&gt; Books sometimes in bad condition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOW: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do some online research on where you can find this kind of bookstores……I’m sure you will find something….nowadays you can find tons of information about stuff like this from people’s blog.....be sure to read the comments from other people about second hand shops and see if it is really worth going there…..&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes they let you swap books with you for anything of theirs in the shop….this way you get to save money too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try &lt;strong&gt;Offerstation &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PROS :&lt;/strong&gt; A websites that lets you know about sales and stuff (not only for books but almost anything)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CONS :&lt;/strong&gt; nothing so far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOW:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just go to the website and find out…..&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna know updates on upcoming events and sales ….this site lets you know ….sometimes it gives you the option to print out some coupons …..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This are some of the tips I use ….hope this helps !!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-162039416121092916?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/162039416121092916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/02/tipsy-tips.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/162039416121092916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/162039416121092916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/02/tipsy-tips.html' title='TIPSY TIPS !!!'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-3500327989212050032</id><published>2010-02-02T18:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T18:55:06.616-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><title type='text'>Yeah i know</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/S2jkx-2O5UI/AAAAAAAAAlk/03zTbeeOlCw/s1600-h/511T45hrZgL__SL500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433844497757693250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/S2jkx-2O5UI/AAAAAAAAAlk/03zTbeeOlCw/s200/511T45hrZgL__SL500_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I know, I’ve been slow at updating my blog entries, the reason being…..I’ve got nothing very interesting to share. I mean besides writing about people I met (no wait) observe (that’s more like it) at train stations and all, I’ve got nothing!!&lt;br /&gt;Ok so far I’ve started on my new book called “Corner Shop” by Roopa Farooki. I’m in the middle of the not-so enthusiastic plot. When I read this book, I feel like a ghost, spying on a very messed up family. I mean the inside details and the character development is really good. It’s almost as if you are watching a day time drama LOL. But the thing about this story it’s very um disturbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;SPOILER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Having sex with your father in law who was your boyfriend before getting married to his son is VERY disturbing for me. I can’t help but wanting to slap the lady character. And mind you she’s got a 13 year old teenage son who loves his grandpa very much.&lt;br /&gt;Although the story is very – umm- unsettling, I still can’t help it, I want to know how it’s all going to end and how the lady character and her lover and her son going to react to this “situation”.&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead and read this book if you like soap drama fiction, if not this might not be the book for you.&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Gosh anyone who had been following my "Teenage Love" stories in my other blog, i'm really sorry.....i'm just too busy and i don't have enough time to continue it....sorryyyy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-3500327989212050032?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/3500327989212050032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/02/yeah-i-know.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/3500327989212050032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/3500327989212050032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/02/yeah-i-know.html' title='Yeah i know'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/S2jkx-2O5UI/AAAAAAAAAlk/03zTbeeOlCw/s72-c/511T45hrZgL__SL500_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-6311029754673270026</id><published>2010-01-21T00:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T00:45:05.549-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creepy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='train'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>Random-mi-zing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;The “Dance”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright as embarrassing as it sounds, I did the “dance” yesterday, I know some of you might be thinking “ah finally it backfired” but no it didn’t, I was moving out of the way so an elderly woman, so that she could get out of her seat and that means I have to let go of the pole just for a sec, and during that very brief moment when the train hit the brake, I did a small “dance” and NO, I didn’t go running unbalance at someone. Just a little “dance”, because I quickly grabbed hold of the pole when the elderly lady moved out of the way. So yeah, but still I can’t stop a silly grin forming on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes baby!! I’ve finished reading a book (Princess Plot) this year, that’s 1 for now. I’m planning to read another book I bought during the Big Bad Sale, but I’m not really a big fan of fantasy books, especially the ones with long volumes. Why? I loose interest pretty quick, I mean if you can “picture” what they are trying to portrait, then you will eventually lose interest, so why did I by it anyway?…..well the plot seems really nice and I thought why don’t I give myself a chance….so yeah and now I can’t even recall what is the book title ….(rendering memory)….”No Flame But Mine” but not sure who the writer is….yay me!!! At least I remembered something…..LOL.&lt;br /&gt;But I have a feeling its going to be a slow read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Creepy Dude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok what else, oh yeah today a dude was creeping me out…..I mean he was staring at me and then later at my chest, I’m not sure what he was staring at, but I was very sure it was me, just not sure which part of me. I mean I did a little test by moving to the left and right and his eyes keep following me!, I mean I kept staring back at him hoping that he did get the idea that I’m not pleased!! but he seems so keen on just staring at my chest. So I thought ok well maybe, sometimes you staring at something but you are not really seeing/looking at it but your mind is elsewhere. So I told myself maybe this guy is the same maybe he don’t even know he is doing that……but the moment he smiled creepily, I was downright sure! he knows what he is doing and how it was effecting me. But I just stared at him (putting the brave face but secretly praying he will NOT get down at the same station). That guy seriously need to get his head checked!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-6311029754673270026?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/6311029754673270026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/01/random-mi-zing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/6311029754673270026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/6311029754673270026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/01/random-mi-zing.html' title='Random-mi-zing'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-252928056309788870</id><published>2010-01-14T21:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T21:51:57.090-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dull'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conversation personal'/><title type='text'>Dully Dully</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Since last few weeks, I’ve been collecting movies from my cousins and uncles ……yet nobody seem to have Avatar movie with them. It’s not that I don’t want to go and watch in the theater, but every time my sister and I get there, its all booked until the midnight shows and the seats we get are very close to the screen and from my experience watching Harry Potter, my neck hurts for the next two days….so yeah it’s been like twice my sister and I went over, only to find out that dreadful red word “full house”…..my only option now …..get it from someone. I’m trying to get one myself but the net at my house is really and extremely bad. I mean, You can be actively use the net for few hours and then “puff” it goes offline……Yes I can see myself screaming my head off if that happens when I’m downloading movies.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I’m just wondering if anyone watch the movie “Marley and I”?  ok I know the movie is like last year but if anyone watched it I’m sure you know how heart felt the movie was. Being the dog lover and a dog owner of Marley’s twin (yeah my dog is just as naughty)….I really know what it feels like loosing a pet. I cried when my white fish died. And my sister canceled her 16 birthday party because my dog was very sick (at something bad). So yeah I’ve no doubt that if my dog dies…I’ll be really depressed for sometime. I hope its just not too soon. So today nothing interesting happened, no “dance” no funny stuff ……surprisingly today’s train ride was  well dull ….&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-252928056309788870?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/252928056309788870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/01/dully-dully.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/252928056309788870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/252928056309788870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/01/dully-dully.html' title='Dully Dully'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-2259689933055998633</id><published>2010-01-12T18:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T18:23:50.603-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='train'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>So you think you can do the "Dance" !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I’m not sure why but today I just can’t help but grin when an 40 something Indian lady standing a few feet in front of me did the “dance” when the train pulled a hard brake. I mean she was standing just in front of the pole yet she refused to hold on to it ….instead stood confidently in front of it with her hands by her side. So when the train pulled to a hard stop she &lt;strong&gt;HAD&lt;/strong&gt; to do the “dance”. Gosh it was hilarious! She was doing the “dance” back and fort …her face? Priceless…. the look of “oh shit… I’m gonna fall in front of all this people”. So finally after banging her arm hard on the pole …she grabbed hold of pole for dear life….(I’m laughing while writing this)…..Then when the finally train stopped a Malay guy came out of nowhere obviously lost his balance and knock into the pole right next to me ….Gosh at that time I thought I did die of holding my laughter in. He just said “Opps” when he realized others were watching him. Yeah yeah I know it’s a bad thing laughing at people but I can’t help it …..Well at least I didn’t laugh right in front of the people. Like yesterday a Chinese guy next to me laughed when a chubby Malay girl in front of us did the “dance” while typing into her handphone. I must admit although it was funny as hell….I managed to hold back my grin….but that guy totally lost it and was still chuckling even when we got off the train. J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P/s:&lt;/strong&gt; The &lt;strong&gt;dance&lt;/strong&gt; here means the way your body jerks when you loose your balance and at the same time trying to regain the balance. So you do like a funny jerky –stiff movements while your hands waving about LOL….Oh and of course you go a running a few feet from where u where originally standing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-2259689933055998633?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/2259689933055998633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/01/so-you-think-you-can-do-dance.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/2259689933055998633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/2259689933055998633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/01/so-you-think-you-can-do-dance.html' title='So you think you can do the &quot;Dance&quot; !!!'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-6478483484947465838</id><published>2010-01-11T22:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T22:41:02.573-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pissed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moody'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personel'/><title type='text'>Just Cause</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The day started hefty with errors. I missed the first train by mere seconds, the door shut just before I could jump in. Then I missed another train because it was too packed. Then I had to fast walk to the office …nearly tripping over my shoes many times. Then when I reached the office I was exhausted and sweating …..Thank god the both the air conditioner is working….or else I would be grumpy the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;Then again I’m not in a very good mood either. God ! The irritation of some people is mind blowing and yet they don’t seem to realize that which is just sad. It’s almost going to be 2 weeks into the New Year and I still haven’t bought a diary yet. I mean I’m not going to stop that one habit that gives me a peace of mind. The thing about blog is you can write anything yet you have to be careful just so you don’t get flamed your topic and you can’t gossip much about people or pour your hearth out because once people finds out you have a blog and they won’t stop trying to relate my complains and whining to someone so in turn they could start a whole new chain of gossip. So yeah that’s why diary is the best. One con thing about it …..you have to write. And I hate to write because my writing is really bad. And if you are like me …who likes to blabber non stop….Will have hard time writing for along time. It hurts!!!&lt;br /&gt;Serious I wish that one person today could go to hell !!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-6478483484947465838?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/6478483484947465838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/01/just-cause.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/6478483484947465838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/6478483484947465838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/01/just-cause.html' title='Just Cause'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-3120515002324566919</id><published>2010-01-04T19:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T19:58:40.770-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new entry'/><title type='text'>Everything about nothing !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ahhhh yes it’s the New Year and the new me (well almost the new me), so what can I conclude about last year…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2009 Recaps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Books :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Read 20 books last year (yeah me!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Money Managements :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I don’t spend on anything unless I really need to and very discipline in that matter (yeah me!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Body Weight Managements :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Add on 3 kg, because I couldn’t stop eating …..and eating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Workout :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Only lasted 6 months at beginning of the year (which explains the fact above)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Relationship :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; …….. (yeah me ???)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Friendship:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Oklah !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Traveling :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Theme Park, Malls, Water Park, Theme Park, Malls, Pulau Ketam, Malls, Malls…(gosh seriously need to work on that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Healthcare :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Only been to check up 5 times (follow up) I didn’t die last year so I guess that counts as good…..(yeah me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Writing:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Only at the beginning of the year (no time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Designs and Art :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 70% and thats bad for me !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Embarrassing Moments:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 6/10 (need to work on that too!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cherished Moments :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 4/10 (very bad)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok it kinda looks bad ….so what!! It was last year LOL….So this year I’ve already started reading a new book, So I’m guessing that’s good…and I’m much more independent now that I travel to work without depending on my father…..&lt;br /&gt;I really don’t know what to write ….dammm!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-3120515002324566919?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/3120515002324566919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/01/everything-about-nothing.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/3120515002324566919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/3120515002324566919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2010/01/everything-about-nothing.html' title='Everything about nothing !!'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-2351532045071922057</id><published>2009-12-29T20:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T20:29:22.873-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year'/><title type='text'>IT"S NEW YEAR PEOPLE !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tomorrow is the last day of 2009, so I know people are all very hyper and happy about the New Year celebrations. I bet most of you already have plans for tomorrow, thinking about new year parties gives me the shivers…no! not because I hate it or anything….it’s just that this year’s celebration was terrible for me, I did nothing but curl up in cousin’s bed and pray to god I don’t puke all over her bed. I was sick the whole late evening until …well…the New Year. I mean can you believe it, after all the planning and preparation I ate nothing and played no games. I realize something was wrong when I felt like puking while watching my uncle preparing Satay!!! And I love Satay !!!. I remember telling my cousins and my sister that i don't think i can join in the party....and i was suprised when my couisns said "oh man!! no funny if you are not there !!!" ....oh yeah baby i've still got it LOL.....So just 5 minutes after 12am, my father had to drag me to the nearby 24 hours clinic because my fever won’t go down. I still remember the doctor’s amused face when I told him I missed the whole party. I can vaguely remember hearing my cousins, uncles and aunties, enjoying the party at the garden… eating, playing games and singing karaoke. And Guess  What?! my sister told me they had presents for each games!! I missed everything, lucky thing was my sisters and cousins managed to record the party via digital cam, so I guess it was ok, because there was one picture of them standing outside my “sickroom”, so I guess I was still part of the party….i mean I’m in the picture but just behind the wall LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Next Year is the year of Tiger.....I hope lucky is on my side !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-2351532045071922057?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/2351532045071922057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-new-year-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/2351532045071922057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/2351532045071922057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-new-year-people.html' title='IT&quot;S NEW YEAR PEOPLE !!!'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-2957976100092379655</id><published>2009-12-22T18:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T18:29:30.755-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creepy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crabs'/><title type='text'>Crabs!! i mean it</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SzF6__lp0uI/AAAAAAAAAlc/aLYRoj9IxG4/s1600-h/coconut_crab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418247066523128546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SzF6__lp0uI/AAAAAAAAAlc/aLYRoj9IxG4/s320/coconut_crab.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah it's real ....if you haven't seen this before....well this creature is called "Coconut Crab" and many other names but it's mainly known as this ....well one reason being that it eats and cracks coconuts .....I know this seems like a random entry but really it's not.....My parents said we might go to Pulau Ketam (Crab Island) this Christmas .....so while doing some research online i came a cross this picture.....So in conclusion if i get on that island and that is the first thing i see....i might not step another foot in that island and &lt;strong&gt;WILL&lt;/strong&gt; push my dad in the water if it means i could get off the "coconut carb" infested island..... So after getting freaked out a bit, i took the initiative to check if Pulau Ketam got this creatures .....so far so good.....i don't normally like eating crab ...i used to eat it but for some reason i just stopped....maybe it's got something to do with my "Cancer" zodiac LOL....so in short i would like you to really take a look at this picture and picture this in your mind......"shivers" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;p/s: this crab is also known as Robber Crab ...it seems it steals anything that is shiny LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-2957976100092379655?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/2957976100092379655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2009/12/crabs-i-mean-it.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/2957976100092379655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/2957976100092379655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2009/12/crabs-i-mean-it.html' title='Crabs!! i mean it'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SzF6__lp0uI/AAAAAAAAAlc/aLYRoj9IxG4/s72-c/coconut_crab.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-7006110230017802445</id><published>2009-12-16T17:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T17:46:52.095-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='train work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horror'/><title type='text'>Patches of doom !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SymNeKARJ7I/AAAAAAAAAlU/rpsAlrkNM7w/s1600-h/mr-bill-ohh-nooo-magnet-c11751410jpeg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416015576110802866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SymNeKARJ7I/AAAAAAAAAlU/rpsAlrkNM7w/s200/mr-bill-ohh-nooo-magnet-c11751410jpeg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today must be the most embarrassing day in my life&lt;br /&gt;I did the most idiotic thing by not checking myself in the mirror before I left home&lt;br /&gt;Today I decided to take the train to work…..so I woke up early and decided that I should skip my “make up” until I finish my breakfast. So after a very hot bath, I quickly dress and hurried down for breakfast and drank another cup of hot coffee, that is where the problem starts, drinking hot stuff in the morning made me sweat a little, and I was hurrying…. so I just dabbed some powder on my face and hurried out.&lt;br /&gt;ARGGGHHHH how I wish I could turn back time !!!!&lt;br /&gt;No wonder the ladies in the train gave me a look and some were staring. I only realized what the problem was until I reached my office and when in the toilet. I saw my right hand side off my face had 3 huge patches, OH MY GOD THE HORROR !!!&lt;br /&gt;The white patches made me look like I had some kind of rash on my face arrhhhhh!!!! That’s what you get when you put on power when you are sweating!!! Why of all the days it had to be today …..i called my mom about this and she said I’m the biggest idiot around….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-7006110230017802445?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/7006110230017802445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2009/12/patches-of-doom.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/7006110230017802445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/7006110230017802445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2009/12/patches-of-doom.html' title='Patches of doom !!!'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SymNeKARJ7I/AAAAAAAAAlU/rpsAlrkNM7w/s72-c/mr-bill-ohh-nooo-magnet-c11751410jpeg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-2020264902512720286</id><published>2009-12-09T19:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T19:48:20.680-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trains'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dudes'/><title type='text'>DUDES IN DISTRESS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hey there readers,&lt;br /&gt;So not many things happing in my life that is worth mentioning in my blog…so that’s the reason it got very less updates.&lt;br /&gt;So let’s just review…..oh yeah yesterday while I was waiting for Sg.Buloh train and as usual I was listning to my mp3 player….trying to select the song I wanted to hear. Then all of a sudden I heard a faint “excuse me miss”&lt;br /&gt;Mind you I like hearing songs at a high volume. So yeah I was like “what was that?” and turned around in my seat,…because it sounded like someone was talking behind me. But then I heard it again, and this time when I turned around I saw this dude’s face right in front of mine and I nearly jumped out of my seat. He was saying something and I was like “huh?” and then I realize I still had my headphones on. I quickly pulled it out and heard him say something like “marget”.&lt;br /&gt;Actually I would have understood him if I wasn’t too busy drool over how handsome he looked. I mean he is a foreigner with very thick accent (sounded like Italian…but I’m not too sure), he had jet black hair with light brown eyes. And then I realized his friend standing next to him was equally handsome as well.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, you could see “what” I was paying attention to LOL. So anyway after I mentally shake my sense back in my brain, I asked him to repeat what he said. So the dude squat down next to me (not because I’m short, I was sitting) and said “Where to go –place with many market?” and I was like “market?” and asked him for his ticket, it was written “Midvalley” and I was beginning to wonder if he bought the wrong ticket for the wrong train. I told him your ticket shows the destination to Midvalley and it’s not a market but a big shopping mall. But the blur look on both of them means they had no idea what I was saying. Just then I saw the Ss. Buloh sign flashing indicating the train is coming any minute. So I just told them that the station you should get down is “Midvalley” and that the right platform is platform 6 that is the opposite side and must take the “Seremban” train.&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, from the way he was trying his best to explain about the market sounded more like “Pasar Seni” or “Petaling Street”, but I didn’t have the heart to tell them that they should have taken the LRT train not KTM, but my train was already coming and I didn’t want to miss it (it was empty for ones), besides they had already brought the Midvalley ticket. So all I could do was send them to the right platform and train. I hope they meant “market” as “mall” because it would have been sad they had got down at the wrong place. I’m so sorry handsome dudes, ya should have at least know the name of the place you suppose go before you buy any ticket.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-2020264902512720286?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/2020264902512720286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2009/12/dudes-in-distress.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/2020264902512720286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/2020264902512720286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2009/12/dudes-in-distress.html' title='DUDES IN DISTRESS'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-1742854197452534817</id><published>2009-12-07T22:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T22:34:55.735-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cutie'/><title type='text'>Picture of the day ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/Sx3ypawiVoI/AAAAAAAAAlM/CPqFUqzMORY/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412749120540661378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/Sx3ypawiVoI/AAAAAAAAAlM/CPqFUqzMORY/s320/Image002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cute puppy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My sister and i just can't help but say "awwww so cute" !!&lt;br /&gt;We were passing by the pet shop and can't help but go in and have a look. I always wanted this breed but ended up buying "Irish Setter" instead......Yeah it was taking a nap and i decided to take a picture..and it opened it's eyes just in time.......cute !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-1742854197452534817?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/1742854197452534817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2009/12/picture-of-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/1742854197452534817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/1742854197452534817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2009/12/picture-of-day.html' title='Picture of the day ....'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/Sx3ypawiVoI/AAAAAAAAAlM/CPqFUqzMORY/s72-c/Image002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-6290078851208873836</id><published>2009-11-30T17:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T17:29:16.685-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a sketch of me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SxRxGm8kDZI/AAAAAAAAAlE/dfbiBWkzFGk/s1600/Najinder+drawing+of+mua+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410073410726530450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SxRxGm8kDZI/AAAAAAAAAlE/dfbiBWkzFGk/s320/Najinder+drawing+of+mua+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friend drew a sketch of me while i was busy doing my work (i was wondering why she kept glacing my way for the last 30 min)......I love it ...it look just like me ...all frowning and focused (in a cartoon) kinda of way LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-6290078851208873836?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/6290078851208873836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2009/11/sketch-of-me.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/6290078851208873836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/6290078851208873836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2009/11/sketch-of-me.html' title='a sketch of me'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SxRxGm8kDZI/AAAAAAAAAlE/dfbiBWkzFGk/s72-c/Najinder+drawing+of+mua+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-8879138919705796401</id><published>2009-11-29T18:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T18:18:17.336-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blackout'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tension'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='train'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day'/><title type='text'>a hell of train ride back home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last week Thursday I had a hell of train ride….why?&lt;br /&gt;Well let me tell you ….&lt;br /&gt;Last Thursday was the last day of work for that week because most of us were off on Friday…so yeah that means the train was gonna be packed….so I left the office pretty early thinking I might catch the early train back home …..boy was I wrong ….&lt;br /&gt;So guess what …I was at the KTM station KL Sentral waiting for either Sg.Buloh or Rawang train and as usual its delay and we all had to wait for the next.. ….which is endless&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to skip a few trains thinking I might get the next less packed Sg.Buloh train…which is announce to come in 3 minutes…excited I ran to line up….and the train came …it was packed but not too bad…so I took the train and was standing all the way to Kuala Lumpur Station….However the train slowed down right after it left the KL station and came to a complete stop in between bank Negara and KL station…it stopped for nearly 50 minutes and finally when the train moved we saw a huge spark and everything went to a complete stop including the air cond….Luckily the emergency light was on so I could still see people around me ….The Chinese guy standing next to me was pissed beyond anything and we started talking …he said this is not the first time this had happened ….and he said the emergency light will go off after an hour …..We were sweating and frustrated ….and some of the guys had managed to pull open one of the train doors….i think the doors became inactive when the spark went off…..While I was talking to Chinese guy …we heard a train horn and thinking it was a back up train we rushed to the door …only to find the opposite train speeding pass us …… I saw a malay guy jump off the train and he said he was going to walk to the Bank Negara Station...and the Chinese guy said he too was going to walk ….and offered me to follow him….but I didn’t think it was a good idea coz the trains from the opposite side moves very fast and close by……So I decided to stay in the train while I watch him walk away….right after that the emergency light went off …and I just realized that we were in the train for almost an hour …..i was beginning to consider running after the Chinese guy …..after another 30 minutes in the train we had some train guards come checking on us …and they shut off the doors…he said they are going to pull the train to BN Station….. So the train moved alright…but I feel like if I walked it would have been faster ….and finally we all got off…and waited for the next train…ok at first I thought it was our train that was the problem ….but then I realized that the people at the opposite platform has been waiting for their train for quite some time….finally another Sg.Buloh train came …and yes it was packed ….but people still managed to push themselves in……most of us decided to wait …..then announcement informed us that there is some major technical problem at Putra Station ……and just then I saw the same Sg.Buloh train coming back in reverse ….guess what it went pass us and into a tunnel….i’m thinking because there is another train in that lane too …so after a while the same Sg.Buloh train came back to BN Station and dropped off all the passengers…..they said the whole train my platform is no longer in service and had to temporality use the other platform….it was already close to 9pm and my leg was aching really bad….I called my father to pick me up at the BN Station. While I was walking out the station I notice most of them was waiting for bus and taxi ……I feel pity for those who have no choice but to wait for trains, I overheard a guy ask his friend if he had enough money to take taxi…I really pity them…..look at some of the pictures I managed to take that night…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SxMqaqzMXqI/AAAAAAAAAk8/n1t8TZHTyM8/s1600/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409714215056072354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SxMqaqzMXqI/AAAAAAAAAk8/n1t8TZHTyM8/s320/Image004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SxMqaXya-fI/AAAAAAAAAk0/uazpzGqoX44/s1600/Image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409714209952561650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SxMqaXya-fI/AAAAAAAAAk0/uazpzGqoX44/s320/Image006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SxMqZ6RRh-I/AAAAAAAAAks/iFPdwoOJ_Ts/s1600/Image009+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409714202028902370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SxMqZ6RRh-I/AAAAAAAAAks/iFPdwoOJ_Ts/s320/Image009+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SxMqZf_bSXI/AAAAAAAAAkk/mfbxz1CWdBw/s1600/Image011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409714194974722418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SxMqZf_bSXI/AAAAAAAAAkk/mfbxz1CWdBw/s320/Image011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SxMqY4AeyrI/AAAAAAAAAkc/a95GZlQK4Oc/s1600/Image012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409714184241728178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SxMqY4AeyrI/AAAAAAAAAkc/a95GZlQK4Oc/s320/Image012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-8879138919705796401?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/8879138919705796401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2009/11/hell-of-train-ride-back-home.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/8879138919705796401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/8879138919705796401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2009/11/hell-of-train-ride-back-home.html' title='a hell of train ride back home'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SxMqaqzMXqI/AAAAAAAAAk8/n1t8TZHTyM8/s72-c/Image004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-8966477286602864121</id><published>2009-11-25T17:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T18:10:05.570-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='healinghands'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='launch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personel'/><title type='text'>Totally forgotten promise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/Sw3jRakwo2I/AAAAAAAAAjs/ppGuihSn6Q0/s1600/IMG_8581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408228615872619362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/Sw3jRakwo2I/AAAAAAAAAjs/ppGuihSn6Q0/s320/IMG_8581.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/Sw3jQjXtkCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/VJgNjjUbA7c/s1600/IMG_8580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408228601053941794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/Sw3jQjXtkCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/VJgNjjUbA7c/s320/IMG_8580.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/Sw3jQBtJJtI/AAAAAAAAAjc/yWzBtU-IdQI/s1600/IMG_8589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408228592017024722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/Sw3jQBtJJtI/AAAAAAAAAjc/yWzBtU-IdQI/s320/IMG_8589.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/Sw3jPwceUiI/AAAAAAAAAjU/6NskvATIdQI/s1600/_MG_0270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408228587383706146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/Sw3jPwceUiI/AAAAAAAAAjU/6NskvATIdQI/s320/_MG_0270.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/Sw3jPbnLKII/AAAAAAAAAjM/IIQSKKyLflQ/s1600/_MG_0363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408228581791443074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/Sw3jPbnLKII/AAAAAAAAAjM/IIQSKKyLflQ/s320/_MG_0363.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a very late and forgotten entry about of company’s product launch HealingHands..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-8966477286602864121?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/8966477286602864121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2009/11/totally-forgotten-promise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/8966477286602864121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/8966477286602864121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2009/11/totally-forgotten-promise.html' title='Totally forgotten promise'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/Sw3jRakwo2I/AAAAAAAAAjs/ppGuihSn6Q0/s72-c/IMG_8581.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-1279020501412203674</id><published>2009-11-22T18:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T18:17:42.537-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rip'/><title type='text'>RIP</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/Swnu7e5PrOI/AAAAAAAAAjE/3Tqdsvk2JV0/s1600/rip.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 196px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407115533307849954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/Swnu7e5PrOI/AAAAAAAAAjE/3Tqdsvk2JV0/s200/rip.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week Saturday I went for a checkup…..on the way to clinic, we saw an accident…as usual being the loyal nosy Malaysian….people slow down to see what’s happned … and also they could take the vehicle number for luck…so as we pass by the scene I saw it was a Chinese biker laying on the road …he look pretty bad…some people help put some cloth under his head and move his bike away ….while the other bikers were making calls and helping out with the traffic….i suppose the accident might have occurred about 30 minutes or so before we reached the scene ….&lt;br /&gt;The guy laying on the road was unconscious and I also notice one of his shoes missing…I’m guessing at that rate the guy must have flew and fall really hard….i might have seen some blood but I can’t be too sure…&lt;br /&gt;Ok guess what the next day (Sunday) around 7pm, my family used the same road to go for a wedding dinner and…my parents and my sister saw 2 cars parked a few feet away form the accident scene….it seems there was 2 Chinese person and a monk kneeling at the accident area with Joss sticks (not sure if that's what you call em in English)…praying….usual (from my experience) that means the person has passed away and they are blessing the area and the soul…so yeah we all were wondering if the guy died for real ….if he did I hope he didn’t suffer too much&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know who that guy was or why I'm writing about him ……I’m guessing it’s becoz it reminds me of my late uncle …. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-1279020501412203674?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/1279020501412203674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2009/11/rip.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/1279020501412203674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/1279020501412203674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2009/11/rip.html' title='RIP'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/Swnu7e5PrOI/AAAAAAAAAjE/3Tqdsvk2JV0/s72-c/rip.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-3140037925836867410</id><published>2009-11-20T00:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T00:33:12.336-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='theme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='office'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Picture of the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SwZT3OpRbXI/AAAAAAAAAi8/-7IDuLBZkMw/s1600/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406100610993974642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SwZT3OpRbXI/AAAAAAAAAi8/-7IDuLBZkMw/s400/Image003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I took this picture months back when my friend and i went for lunch at TGI Friday Petaling Jaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-3140037925836867410?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/3140037925836867410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2009/11/picture-of-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/3140037925836867410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/3140037925836867410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2009/11/picture-of-day.html' title='Picture of the day'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SwZT3OpRbXI/AAAAAAAAAi8/-7IDuLBZkMw/s72-c/Image003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-3353940525656417293</id><published>2009-11-19T20:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T20:51:30.069-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='train'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Weird 3 O</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SwYfKidEzqI/AAAAAAAAAi0/MwMcM-PuUIM/s1600/crazy_harry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 182px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406042668612767394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SwYfKidEzqI/AAAAAAAAAi0/MwMcM-PuUIM/s200/crazy_harry.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yesterday I went back home late….i had stuff to do at office and since I am the only one with the office key…I had to stay back…&lt;br /&gt;So back to the story ….&lt;br /&gt;Guess what yesterday I missed the first train….well kind of missed the train…. I was standing there wondering if this train was limited stop or one stop to KL…..i didn’t hear the announcement while I was running down the escalator ….So I dunno why I just stood there wondering …instead of asking the (how do you call them) the train guy? ….so yeah I stood there for a long time watching people pushing to get in the train …and I still stood there until a Malay girl came and stood next to me ….apparently she too had no idea what train it was…finally when my brain told I should just ask the train guy ….but of course the train door was already closing….and I kept asking myself  “why did you do that you idiot?”&lt;br /&gt;So I took the next train, sitting opposite me was 3 people… 2 Chinese female and an Indian guy sitting next to each other…..&lt;br /&gt;The sick Chinese lady was sitting in between the Indian guy and another Chinese girl…..ok here is the interesting part….halfway through the journey ….at first I notice the Chinese lady blowing her nose into a tissue and the other girl looking irritated....and after awhile I notice the sick lady trying to hold back laughter ….thats when I notice the Indian guy had his eyes closed but his mouth was mumbling something ….i can’t hear it though…and even though he had his eyes closed his hands are moving about….like he was actually talking to someone…pointing at some direction here and there …all the while his eyes closed and mouth moving and sometimes he smiles and giggles ….At first I too was holding back a silly grin but then I thought “what if the dude is a Nut ?” ….And mind you I had my share of bad experience with insane/mentally unstable people….and boy it was not a funny matter….so while I was thinking about this ….i notice the young Chinese girl waving a hand in front of her face….like she can’t stand stinking smell ….and I notice the sick lady had her face turned to the other Chinese girl….i think you know why by now and boy was that girl pissed…LOL &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-3353940525656417293?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/3353940525656417293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2009/11/weird-3-o.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/3353940525656417293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/3353940525656417293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2009/11/weird-3-o.html' title='Weird 3 O'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SwYfKidEzqI/AAAAAAAAAi0/MwMcM-PuUIM/s72-c/crazy_harry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-6456032029551663888</id><published>2009-11-15T17:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T17:45:34.312-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='problem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='watch'/><title type='text'>Watch.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SwCunN9QHgI/AAAAAAAAAis/PjlBTpMQtTc/s1600/WatchBand5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404511541629296130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SwCunN9QHgI/AAAAAAAAAis/PjlBTpMQtTc/s200/WatchBand5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SwCumpSI6CI/AAAAAAAAAik/MijIqMnFaiU/s1600/5126760.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404511531784792098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SwCumpSI6CI/AAAAAAAAAik/MijIqMnFaiU/s200/5126760.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really got nothing to update expect some really curious question&lt;br /&gt;Do you think wearing big watch with numbers childish?&lt;br /&gt;Well to be honest if you give me a watch with no numbers or any clues to tell me the time….i can’t tell time at all…..&lt;br /&gt;No matter how big is the watch and with blank background with two hands….my reaction is a blank…I can’t tell time at all……I at least need a dot or numbers ….i know weird call me slow or idiot but I rather tell the correct time than wanting to look cool and not know what is the time…..&lt;br /&gt;My sister thinks it is a big deal that I can’t tell time without number or dots….like I give a shit LOL… I mean I have ay cooler watch compare to hers…lame ones HAHAHAHAH….well for me watch is gadget …..If I like it…. I wanna show it off….so there you go my simple issue with watch…currently I’m wearing my new watch my father bought for me …yeah it’s huge with numbers LOL….the reason why I decided to write today’s entry LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-6456032029551663888?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/6456032029551663888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2009/11/watch.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/6456032029551663888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/6456032029551663888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2009/11/watch.html' title='Watch.....'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SwCunN9QHgI/AAAAAAAAAis/PjlBTpMQtTc/s72-c/WatchBand5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-5455403385120693601</id><published>2009-11-03T18:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T18:42:40.096-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gross'/><title type='text'>Gross experience</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yesterday they made an announcement that the train is a limited stop train and ends at Sg. Buloh instead of Rawang. That means less people…..but somehow while getting on the train I overheard a girl tell a guy that this train was delayed ….I had half a mind to get off but as usual because of the crowd I was pushed in…..so it was packed despite the announcement saying another train was just 8 minutes away.&lt;br /&gt;It was a very tight squeeze, when the train arrived at KL station, that’s when the horror begins….people started yelling and pushing to get out and get in. So I don’t know who the smart lady who stood behind me because she is the whole reason I’m writing this entry.&lt;br /&gt;Well lets just say throughout my journey to Kepong Central had not been pleasant. Why? Well would you like it if someone pressed their breast on your back and occasionally feel her hands touching you butt?&lt;br /&gt;Well if you’re a guy maybe, but yesterday was just plain annoying and…. well creepy. So yeah there I was in the train…. shocked to feel another woman’s breast pressed up against my back and I have no idea why she was taking in deep breath because I can feel her chest rising up and down my back….I tried to lean forward ( but I think she was leaning on me) but guess what! one of the girls in front of me fainted….yeah!! of all the places to faint and we had to make some space for her and that means move back a little….and you know what that means ….I keep wiggling my back and occasionally turn my head around to give her a hint but she don’t seems to notice, if that is not the worse thing she keep reaching for her hand phone… I mean if you are expecting a reply soon why did you bother to put in back in your pocket…..&lt;br /&gt;Her hand keep brushing up against my butt and sometimes I can feel her hand phone poking me ….gosh …I know some of you are thinking “are you sure it’s a she ?”&lt;br /&gt;Duh!!! I can hear her speak and well thee is her breast part!&lt;br /&gt;Gosh yesterday was just gross….lucky thing she got off one station before me or I would have “accidently” swing my water bottle at her head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-5455403385120693601?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/5455403385120693601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2009/11/gross-experience.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/5455403385120693601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/5455403385120693601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2009/11/gross-experience.html' title='Gross experience'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-4498872805467775393</id><published>2009-11-03T00:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T01:01:33.937-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scared'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='white'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personel'/><title type='text'>White hairs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/Su_xHo1PvDI/AAAAAAAAAic/z9FhxidPkSk/s1600-h/Storm-x-men-58079_1024_768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/Su_xHo1PvDI/AAAAAAAAAic/z9FhxidPkSk/s200/Storm-x-men-58079_1024_768.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399799591762639922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link style="font-family: arial;" rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5Cuser4%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt; 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font-family: arial;"&gt;I know I had some white hair but what I found out today was scary……well it’s common for people to get white hair when they are young….like one or two but when you get more than that it’s just scary….&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;I mean I’m 23 for god sake and I can see lots of white hair there and here and it’s not just like two or three but like A LOT !!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;I know when I had my first white hair ……that one white hair that got in trouble …..I was only 10 and my friend got overexcited and told everyone in my class. God the humiliation but than after that I didn’t find any ……but when I was in high school I had like3 white hairs…..yes I know I keep count ok …….&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;But what I notice is that during my university years I had a few more and that also earned another hell of a teasing for my fellow friends……but now I’m just freaked out…..Sometimes when I comb my hair I notice some hair shining and I sometimes think it’s just the natural shine (mind you I can’t see w/o my glasses) But today while I was combing my hair with my glasses on ….I really did notice the white hairs and when others confirmed they think I have a bit too much for my age …well the reason why I’m writing this entry HAH! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh my god!!! What if my hair becomes white like “Storm” well if it comes with climate changing mutant power I don’t mind ….i mean who would ? But if not I’m gonna have white cotton for hair before I reach 30&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-4498872805467775393?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/4498872805467775393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2009/11/white-hairs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/4498872805467775393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/4498872805467775393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2009/11/white-hairs.html' title='White hairs'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/Su_xHo1PvDI/AAAAAAAAAic/z9FhxidPkSk/s72-c/Storm-x-men-58079_1024_768.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-8332569868026340804</id><published>2009-10-26T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T19:25:29.651-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='malaysians'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='train'/><title type='text'>Malaysians where are your manners?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SuZY8N2esUI/AAAAAAAAAiU/iVLhTzJMFSQ/s1600-h/bulletin_board_suzy_zoo_manners_deco.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397098994983678274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SuZY8N2esUI/AAAAAAAAAiU/iVLhTzJMFSQ/s320/bulletin_board_suzy_zoo_manners_deco.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Malaysians where are your manners?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I notice some of the train passengers just don’t give a damm about blind people …..Pregnant ladies……old folks and injured people. All they do is close their eyes and pretended to sleep if they saw any of these people standing in the train. Gosh yesterday while waiting for the ever (never on time) Rawang train….a lady and a blind man came to stand in line at the platform and since the train was late there was a lot of people waiting in line …so the lady just told the blind man to stand at the front of the line…lucky the guy in front of me was kind enough to give him some space and keep him updated with announcements…but the lady politely went to the back of the line…didn’t take advantage of the situation. Ok all was well but as usually when the train arrives all rules about standing in line just jumps outta of their brains and into the knees they instantly turns into lunk heads….next thing I know people was pushing each other and I notice the blind man was struggling to keep up…HELLO people !!! Give him way he can’t see …just let him in…but noooo they just push him outta their way and push their way inside the train. Lucky the guy in front of me managed to hold on to the blind guy…and i gave him way ….but as soon as I moved back a little some other dude blocked the way…he is lucky I didn’t pull his ear and scream some very unpolite words…..&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know how but I managed to get in and I was NOT surprised when I saw people sitting just pretended not to notice a blind man standing in front of them nor the lady with carrying a kid in her arms. They either pretends to be asleep or playing with their handphones….sometimes when I see them playing with their iphone instead of giving up their seat to a pregnant lady I just feel like they should just rot in hell. I never never had that habit … if I notice some in need of my seat more than me…I just give it up …even if my legs are aching and I’m wearing heels.&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks back I gave up my seat to a lady with a baby…..and after a while I got another seat but than I just gave it up for another old lady with big bags ….Although I stood the whole way back to Kepong Central ….i didn’t mind because I know I did the right thing…..But sometimes I just don’t get Malaysians….I’m not saying all Malaysians are like that…there are some people who are concern and caring but there are some group of people who just can’t get it through their thick skull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-8332569868026340804?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/8332569868026340804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2009/10/malaysians-where-are-your-manners.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/8332569868026340804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/8332569868026340804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2009/10/malaysians-where-are-your-manners.html' title='Malaysians where are your manners?'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SuZY8N2esUI/AAAAAAAAAiU/iVLhTzJMFSQ/s72-c/bulletin_board_suzy_zoo_manners_deco.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-8966068081114819700</id><published>2009-10-21T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T00:14:22.906-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='launch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture'/><title type='text'>I'm doing the batman dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/St60krYt7pI/AAAAAAAAAiM/yv1YDMit6Z4/s1600-h/Madagascar_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394947945851121298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/St60krYt7pI/AAAAAAAAAiM/yv1YDMit6Z4/s320/Madagascar_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hola people&lt;br /&gt;How’s life been treating you guys ?&lt;br /&gt;For me not so great ….it’s ok but not great&lt;br /&gt;Well to clarify a few things from my last entry ….&lt;br /&gt;I did NOT give any ang pau but I did however got some in return ….so that made me happy&lt;br /&gt;And I ate too much during the festive season…I felt like I was turning into a python (Ular Sawa)…gosh the food just kept going in and in my mouth ….it doesn’t matter if I was full or not in the mood…..if I see food…..it had to in ….LOL&lt;br /&gt;Ok at first I thought I was going to talk about the launch ….but I think I’m only going to “touch” about that later in the weekend…because that way I’ve got more time to write and put load pictures.&lt;br /&gt;Yes !!! I’m was aware my blog came in the search list when people typed in about the launch …which is a good news for me LOL…oh talking about the launch ….I forgot to mention that the news about the launch came out in the Star news….Yes yes I’m aware that some of my “loyal” readers are rolling their eyes and shaking their head. But do whatever you wanna do! because I’m going to say it no matter what LOL…&lt;br /&gt;My picture came out in the paper!!…..well part of my face …but the thing is it’s still my face HAHAHA …although it’s not a very big deal for me but I get kicks out of irritating “my royal” readers about it …so yeah I bet by now they are thinking something mea o comment about …but I know they’re “saint” people and they won’t write like that LOL :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-8966068081114819700?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/8966068081114819700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-doing-batman-dance.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/8966068081114819700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/8966068081114819700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-doing-batman-dance.html' title='I&apos;m doing the batman dance'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/St60krYt7pI/AAAAAAAAAiM/yv1YDMit6Z4/s72-c/Madagascar_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-3362000933928047863</id><published>2009-10-15T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T17:47:04.502-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='festival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hindu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diwali'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personel'/><title type='text'>Diwali come already (Direct translation)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/StfBkzO8q7I/AAAAAAAAAiE/ILy37B9BeDs/s1600-h/DiwaliLight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;Ok about the event I’ll talk about it later but right now I’m just going to “touch” on the latest topics. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"&gt;First of all tomorrow is Diwali which means I’m going to put on another 20 pounds LOL…… and I blame it all on the foods and well of course my bottomless tummy LOL. For those who don’t know what Diwali is ….simple …..It’s the festival of lights celebrated by the Hindus….just like Christians celebrates Christmas &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and Chinese celebrates Chinese new year. Hurmmm I might be the only Indian girl willing “enough” to show up for work today. I mean usually “normal” people would take leave today cause they need to do some last minute touch ups before the big day tomorrow ….but for people like me…..I have my mom, dad and my sister to take care of that…..I pity my sister in away because this year I’ve been nothing but “taste and critic” chef. God the look on they face when I simply say “hurmm not good… too sweet” is priceless and of course they tried to throw something heavy or sharp at me…weird how they always ended up asking me to taste they next cookies anyway LOL. Mind you it’s a tough job….&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;My sister took leave today, she got cake to a bake (see what I mean), and also to change the bed sheets and curtains…..while I do all the “hard work” at the office heheheheh…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh yeah today my aunties and cousins are coming…later in the evening I think, that means we are sooooo not gonna sleep…..with our new Home Theater speakers I dare say the neighbors are going to wake up grumpy the next day HAHAHAHA……Oh nooo I just remembered something….Since I’ve started working this year I might NOT get any ang pau …which is THE MOST coolest part in any festivals ….and looks like it’s my turn to give ang pau to kids…..Yeah I bet did regret asking me ang paus this year MUAHAHHAHAA.,……here kiddies kiddies….come and get yer rang pau!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh yes for those who sent me Diwali greeting cards through facebook…I apologies because I’m just to darn lazy to go click receive and sent cards to friends. It’s pretty lame actually ……But neway thanks and I wish you all a very Happy Diwali may the festival of lights….err…..light your path to happiness …..Man that sounded corny …..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;HAPPY DIWALI PEOPLE !!!! WHOO HOOO &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-3362000933928047863?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/3362000933928047863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2009/10/diwali-come-already-direct-translation.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/3362000933928047863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/3362000933928047863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2009/10/diwali-come-already-direct-translation.html' title='Diwali come already (Direct translation)'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/StfBkzO8q7I/AAAAAAAAAiE/ILy37B9BeDs/s72-c/DiwaliLight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-1317251621190548793</id><published>2009-10-12T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T21:50:26.673-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hotel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personel'/><title type='text'>A Short Entry ...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a blast, everything went well but there was a slight disappointment that i will talk about later .....neway yesterday we went straight to Place of Golden Horses right after the launch ......I'll be going again today in a short while .... actually in a 10 minutes time.....will be uploading picture soon.....Thanks again for your comments and of course you can have my autograph later ....LOL&lt;br /&gt;Found some articles online regarding the Launch....read it (yeah yeah i know ....no pictures)&lt;br /&gt;English&lt;br /&gt;http://www.sun2surf.com/article.cfm?id=38983&lt;br /&gt;Malay&lt;br /&gt;http://www.utusan.com.my/utusan/info.asp?y=2009&amp;amp;dt=1013&amp;amp;pub=utusan_malaysia&amp;amp;sec=Dalam_Negeri&amp;amp;pg=dn_20.htm&amp;amp;arc=hive&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-1317251621190548793?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/1317251621190548793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2009/10/short-entry.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/1317251621190548793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/1317251621190548793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2009/10/short-entry.html' title='A Short Entry ...'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-5992080251627175274</id><published>2009-10-07T18:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T18:44:53.682-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='launch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job'/><title type='text'>Can't wait !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/Ss1Daeq-ybI/AAAAAAAAAh8/efLifZF_7Ec/s1600-h/cute-puppy-pictures-something-happy-this-way-comes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390038451221350834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/Ss1Daeq-ybI/AAAAAAAAAh8/efLifZF_7Ec/s320/cute-puppy-pictures-something-happy-this-way-comes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Next week Monday on 12 Oct my company is launching “Healing hands”, it’s a e-learning portal for nurses. It’s a big event and it’s going to be held at the Equatorial Hotel in the morning. That means we all get our own dress code, a stunning white blouse with blue sarong. Yeah yeah I know some of you have big smile on your face. “Viki wearing sarong is the 11th wonder in the world”. Hah!!! I’m more nervous about the dress code compare to the whole event. The sarong is the folding type means I’m gonna have to secure it with belt. Don’t want it falling off during event and with the press broadcasting me with my sarong down to the whole Malaysia citizen.&lt;br /&gt;So this Sunday I’ll be staying at the hotel, so we all will be briefed on our task for that day. Which also means my sister gonna have to do Diwali cookies on her own LOL.&lt;br /&gt;The part I’m looking forward the most is the refreshment part it’s by the pool. I’m so gonna be uploading pictures at facebook LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I’m not sure if we will be going to go to “Palace of Golden Horses Hotel” after the launch, our team two is going to be there promoting our portal at the “International Nursing Conference”. I can’t wait for the event …..it’s gonna be sooooo cool !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-5992080251627175274?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/5992080251627175274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2009/10/cant-wait.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/5992080251627175274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/5992080251627175274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2009/10/cant-wait.html' title='Can&apos;t wait !!'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/Ss1Daeq-ybI/AAAAAAAAAh8/efLifZF_7Ec/s72-c/cute-puppy-pictures-something-happy-this-way-comes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-2009453979931579026</id><published>2009-10-06T21:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T21:29:31.782-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='calls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phone'/><title type='text'>Stressed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SswY95I2VyI/AAAAAAAAAh0/-zAwIeI-ytc/s1600-h/stressred.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389710305644664610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 330px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SswY95I2VyI/AAAAAAAAAh0/-zAwIeI-ytc/s400/stressred.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m so bored….and stressed out&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been calling the same people in my list for almost 2 weeks and they are yet to respond to my calls. I think I left the same person more than 3 messages and when I called back today…..I had to explain everything all over again…. Makes you wonder what happened to all the messages you gave yesterday….and then they nonchalantly reply “Oh I’m sorry …I can’t come…very busy”&lt;br /&gt;Gosh that reply alone annoys the hell out of me. But even that I can handle what I can’t take it when people can be so rude, and some just don’t want to offer help or give any suggestion …just the blank “She/He is not in lah …..” and I have to ask if I could leave a message. God is it so freaking hard to just write down the message and give it to the person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-2009453979931579026?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/2009453979931579026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2009/10/stressed.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/2009453979931579026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/2009453979931579026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2009/10/stressed.html' title='Stressed'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SswY95I2VyI/AAAAAAAAAh0/-zAwIeI-ytc/s72-c/stressred.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-7664311583020828076</id><published>2009-10-05T02:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T02:39:13.985-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conversation personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='computer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='panic'/><title type='text'>Hello i'm jinx</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/Ssm-btlAoVI/AAAAAAAAAhs/Oep3RtJYnXU/s1600-h/Evil_Computer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389047812426080594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/Ssm-btlAoVI/AAAAAAAAAhs/Oep3RtJYnXU/s320/Evil_Computer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ok today work didn’t turn out too great, I was actually beginning to think today is the worse “work day” I had terrible period pain the morning that my father had to ask twice if I’m ok because my lips was pale and I was sweating and shivering at the same time. I thought I was gonna faint and fall off the bike today, lucky thing I managed to hold on until I reached work.&lt;br /&gt;But the pain increased after I got to the office, I had could not walk straight and I was practically walking around like hunchback the whole morning…..i couldn’t even eat the Mini Mars bar they gave me….it’s chocolate and I felt disgusted looking at it. Pain makes you see things different. Lucky thing I got some painkillers and I was feeling better by lunch time.&lt;br /&gt;Then guess what …I was trying to clean the office computer from the stupid virus (Trojan) called “herss” and I was trying out at the “stand alone computer” it was cool and everything was working fine. But when I moved to work on the host and client computer the whole gaddamed computer hanged and I couldn’t start the computer.&lt;br /&gt;Did I panic ? Of course YES !!!  I was at the brink of tearing the hairs off my head. Because the other 5 computers also hanged and the main computer was flashing fatal error.&lt;br /&gt;Ok I’ve deal with this situation before but when I tried almost everything I know and the computer refuse to start and go to the window desktop…I panicked and after almost an hour of trying I was beginning to consider my option&lt;br /&gt;1. Tell the boss that I was just trying to clean the virus&lt;br /&gt;2. Just jump off the 3rd floor if the hard disc is corrupted and all data had to be erased&lt;br /&gt;3. Run away and never come back (Lion King)&lt;br /&gt;Well lucky thing the IT guy came and said it’s ok and fixed it within less than 40 min. And yes I felt like an ASS the whole day …..&lt;br /&gt;Every time I look at the main computer I feel like its teasing me “hehehe gotcha”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.matt-willard.com/artwork/traditional/Evil_Computer.jpg"&gt;http://www.matt-willard.com/artwork/traditional/Evil_Computer.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-7664311583020828076?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/7664311583020828076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello-im-jinx.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/7664311583020828076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/7664311583020828076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello-im-jinx.html' title='Hello i&apos;m jinx'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/Ssm-btlAoVI/AAAAAAAAAhs/Oep3RtJYnXU/s72-c/Evil_Computer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-9166619835844130681</id><published>2009-09-30T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T18:28:05.041-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experince'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='office'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='earthquake'/><title type='text'>Shaky Shaky</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yesterday it was around 6.20pm ish and N and I was just relaxing at the office taking some time to cool off and we were watching some video clips from my computer. Halfway through I felt kind of dizzy but I thought it ws just me and kept quite. S and J was doing their own thing in their respective cubicles. Suddenly I heard the people from upstairs running down the stairs, they were talking in Chinese, but form their voice it sounded some thing urgent. I thought nothing of and continue to watch the video, but I still felt slightly dizzy, all of a sudden N asked me “hey Viki do you feel dizzy….like shaking?” At that point S also asked me the same thing and N was already waking up from her seat. Next thing I know we were all talking our hand phones and running down. N was the first to run out the door.&lt;br /&gt;It didn’t occur to me it was an earthquake, because just down the block few months back a construction building collapse all of a sudden killing 7 men and I was thinking our building was going to collapse as well. (weird I always walk pass that collapse building everyday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.conniesoh.com/health/collapse-of-building-at-pj"&gt;http://www.conniesoh.com/health/collapse-of-building-at-pj&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(a person’s blog about the collapse building)&lt;br /&gt;When I got down I saw the people from my building and others all waiting outside near the road a few passersby asked me what happened. I later got to know (after eardropping) there was a very strong earthquake in Indonesia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2009/10/1/nation/4820437&amp;amp;sec=nation"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Thousands shaken by tremors following earthquake in Sumatra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Disaster struck in many parts of the world as two major earthquakes shook Samoa and Indonesia while Typhoon Ketsana extended its destructive rampage through South-East Asia. At least 200 people were killed and thousands more trapped underneath rubble after a 7.6 magnitude earthquake hit Indonesia’s Sumatra island Wednesday, officials said. “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Article taken from The Star online&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-9166619835844130681?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/9166619835844130681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2009/09/shaky-shaky.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/9166619835844130681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/9166619835844130681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2009/09/shaky-shaky.html' title='Shaky Shaky'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-6749680880262660347</id><published>2009-09-30T02:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T02:11:23.630-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='call'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conversation personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phone'/><title type='text'>Call Dilemma</title><content type='html'>Today I did nothing but getting rejected. I hate it when that happens….suddenly I feel pity for the phone salesman and door salesman. I know how if feels like getting rejecting every time you make a phone call. I mean getting rejected is one thing but asking for someone who no longer works there … let alone they’ve never heard of before was very embarrassing. Yesterday I confidently asked for a Matron that had apparently retired for almost 5 years. What’s more embarrassing when the helpdesk lady asked me where on earth I’ve gotten the contact information from. I was dumbfounded for awhile and quickly mumbled an awkward apology before I hanged up. LOL Despite getting rejected all day yesterday, I felt happy because someone complimented me about my voice. THAT totally made my day.&lt;br /&gt;Since I’m done with my calls today I’m going to write about the “feel good” conversation that made me feel so happy yesterday. (Weird I know! please bare with this extremely bored and very rejected blogger today)&lt;br /&gt;Me : Hello may I speak to Mr. T&lt;br /&gt;Operator. Sure, Please hold on.&lt;br /&gt;(3 sec later)&lt;br /&gt;Mr. T : Hello?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hello Mr. T ?&lt;br /&gt;Mr.T: Yes, Who’s on the line?&lt;br /&gt;Me: I’m Deviki from ……, Calling about an invitation card we sent you last week.&lt;br /&gt;       Did you get the card sir?&lt;br /&gt;Mr.T : Oh um…wait I’m not too sure… can you explain what is it all about&lt;br /&gt;Me: Sure…..(explain explain…..)&lt;br /&gt;Mr.T: Oh I see, well I can’t be too sure if I’m free on that day but I’ll get back to you&lt;br /&gt;           when I get your card. Your name please?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ok sir no problem, My name is D-e-v-i-k-i, the office number is ………..&lt;br /&gt;Mr.T : Deviki, wait are you Indian ?&lt;br /&gt;Me: (panicked and hesitate) Yes I am sir&lt;br /&gt;Mr. T : (Chuckles) Wow you sound very nice, Your voice sounds sweet (laughs)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Errrr (unsure if he is making fun of me)&lt;br /&gt;Mr. T : Yeah really you sound sweet lah ….your voice sound very nice.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh really? (chuckles)  Thank you sir (laughs)&lt;br /&gt;Mr. T: (Laughs)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Um Sir, if you get the card please call me at office number to confirm your attendance for that day.&lt;br /&gt;Mr.T : Sure sure&lt;br /&gt;Me : Thank you sir bye&lt;br /&gt;Mr.T: (laughs) bye&lt;br /&gt;After I hanged up I was feeling very happy!!! It’s stupid and means nothing but it was one positive response I got form all day of getting rejected calls.&lt;br /&gt;P/S; Mind you this guy is from the (MA)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-6749680880262660347?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/6749680880262660347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2009/09/call-dilemma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/6749680880262660347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/6749680880262660347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2009/09/call-dilemma.html' title='Call Dilemma'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-1794134322331711763</id><published>2009-09-26T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T22:33:00.161-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horror'/><title type='text'>Movies that used to scare the hell out of me !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Back when I was a kid my aunty (back when she was single) used to rent ghost movies and we would watch it with the lights off and some pillows on the floor. Of course my grandpa would scold my aunty for letting us watch the movies. But of course we don’t go to bed just because we were told so…my parents on the other hand were “watch it on your own risk”&lt;br /&gt;So I’ve listed some of the movies that I really think that scared me and my sister until we can’t go to toilet without someone waiting outside the door. And singing some song at the top of our lungs while running around the dark hallway into the kitchen for some water (for some reason I thought singing like that kept creepy ghost and monster away, sound kind of dumb now LOL)&lt;br /&gt;Just because we were scared don’t mean I cry and hid behind the pillow….usually we can’t look away from the TV screen and kind of records into your mind permanently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386012736273514978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 141px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/Sr72DB1QAeI/AAAAAAAAAg0/Yof-DlNufto/s200/4390083_std.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ok I know back then this movie was creepy….i naturally hate clowns I never find them funny and I hate to seat next to the Ronald McDonald on the bench. I’m guessing this movie is the main reason. But when I downloaded the movie and watched at the campus a year back I was thinking the ending was kind of dumb. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386012728324078066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 141px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/Sr72CkN9OfI/AAAAAAAAAgs/lXEYiidJg-w/s200/4389990_std.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nightmare on Elm Street&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah this dude kill you in your sleep so hiding under your blanket was useless. And the scene of him running at the alleyway his long extended arms and claws scrapping the walls were indeed scary enough for me to hold my pee till next morning LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386012752941856658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/Sr72D_7St5I/AAAAAAAAAhE/TYn0xtLH2HE/s200/chucky.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Child’s Play&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I don’t remember which scene in this movie scared me but the reason I got scared when ever I looked at my baby doll (same size as chucky with creepy lifeless eyes staring back at you) I always shove my doll along with my sister’s in the cupboard before going to sleep. We used to scare each other by saying the dolled moved…..I bet if the doll could speak it would have called us idiots. Weird I still have those dolls in my room now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386013226027521890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 141px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/Sr72fiTtF2I/AAAAAAAAAhU/eZIuTdRVqD8/s200/ice%2520cream%2520man.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ice Cream man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie was scary because I love ice cream and I hated the dude for making it gross. But it was creepy in away. But not too scary….kind of boring. I listed it here because it was one of the movies I remember watching back when I was a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/Sr72gF1u85I/AAAAAAAAAhc/4h7YCI4Dq-M/s1600-h/exorcist.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386013235565491090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 148px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/Sr72gF1u85I/AAAAAAAAAhc/4h7YCI4Dq-M/s200/exorcist.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Exorcist&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t watch this movie when I was a kid but I remember seeing this poster when we followed my aunty to the vide rent shop. I remember my sister asking my aunty to borrow it but the shop guy said it was a not for children. Too scary. 2 years back I downloaded this movie and watched at campus with my cousin. I bought chips and chocolates but halway through the movie, I was wondering “this &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;IS&lt;/span&gt; the exorcist right?” If you watched it you know what I’m talking about. But I think it was worth the wait. The girl was creepy and the voice oh my god was creepy !!!! Oh this scene scared the hell out of me when I was watching the movie. I remember my cousin screaming and I crushed the chip in my hand LOL&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386013240180994962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 161px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/Sr72gXCJ85I/AAAAAAAAAhk/d0QEKwjRDfU/s200/exorcist-spider-girl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386012742260294418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 123px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/Sr72DYInAxI/AAAAAAAAAg8/lj64xgMYfuQ/s200/6373830_std.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Poltergeist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scary movie back then, loved the story and I remember we (my sister and neighborhood kids) playing out this movie. Remember the scene where the family came out of some gooey slimy “place” and they were holding hands and dragging each other out of it. Yeah we used to act out the scene with our friends, one of the girls would hold the top of the stairs handle and the rest of us dangling, each of us holding the next person’s hand. Dangerous and stupid I know. Of cause the first girl couldn’t hold on the weight of 6 kids and let’s go. I still remember falling down the stairs and girls before me crushing down on my back. IT HURT YET WE WERE ALL LAUGHFING OUR HEADS OFF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-1794134322331711763?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/1794134322331711763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2009/09/movies-that-used-to-scare-hell-out-of.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/1794134322331711763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/1794134322331711763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2009/09/movies-that-used-to-scare-hell-out-of.html' title='Movies that used to scare the hell out of me !!!'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/Sr72DB1QAeI/AAAAAAAAAg0/Yof-DlNufto/s72-c/4390083_std.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-3542161700842563471</id><published>2009-09-25T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T22:14:24.280-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Evolution is a strong thing don’t you agree</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/Sr2jCp5GrdI/AAAAAAAAAgk/hm3HDBpxn5A/s1600-h/funfunky11u.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385639995405413842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/Sr2jCp5GrdI/AAAAAAAAAgk/hm3HDBpxn5A/s320/funfunky11u.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/Sr2io9LQaCI/AAAAAAAAAgc/FV_LNIktocA/s1600-h/funfunky15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385639553905223714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/Sr2io9LQaCI/AAAAAAAAAgc/FV_LNIktocA/s320/funfunky15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/Sr2iob5s5ZI/AAAAAAAAAgU/-zcK9KZXU_A/s1600-h/funfunky9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385639544973223314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/Sr2iob5s5ZI/AAAAAAAAAgU/-zcK9KZXU_A/s320/funfunky9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/Sr2inwZLpNI/AAAAAAAAAgM/stDV8G1RSxA/s1600-h/funfunky8u.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385639533294101714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/Sr2inwZLpNI/AAAAAAAAAgM/stDV8G1RSxA/s320/funfunky8u.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/Sr2inQ0LBDI/AAAAAAAAAgE/-qUWJwrRYYA/s1600-h/funfunky6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385639524817372210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 189px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/Sr2inQ0LBDI/AAAAAAAAAgE/-qUWJwrRYYA/s320/funfunky6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/Sr2imwf_7lI/AAAAAAAAAf8/Melbw5VPh44/s1600-h/funfunky1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385639516142825042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/Sr2imwf_7lI/AAAAAAAAAf8/Melbw5VPh44/s320/funfunky1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got this from a forward email Enjoy !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-3542161700842563471?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/3542161700842563471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2009/09/evolution-is-strong-thing-dont-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/3542161700842563471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/3542161700842563471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2009/09/evolution-is-strong-thing-dont-you.html' title='Evolution is a strong thing don’t you agree'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/Sr2jCp5GrdI/AAAAAAAAAgk/hm3HDBpxn5A/s72-c/funfunky11u.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-5868517064369519628</id><published>2009-09-24T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T19:01:15.757-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='complain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bitch'/><title type='text'>Some people.....arrrgggghhhhh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SrwkMvdD0OI/AAAAAAAAAf0/RnhHHdu8DUo/s1600-h/angry_bitch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385219055743652066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 143px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 110px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SrwkMvdD0OI/AAAAAAAAAf0/RnhHHdu8DUo/s320/angry_bitch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Have you ever met a person who has a very short obsession over something or someone and it totally drives you up the freaking wall.&lt;br /&gt;Ever met someone who talks as though they know all about something when they only got to know about it like 2 months ago. &lt;br /&gt;Met someone who thinks they are so pure and goodie goodie that makes you want to puke blood!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you feel like throwing bricks at them ….I mean really throwing bricks at them!!!&lt;br /&gt;Gosh some people are just so hopeless. I hate it when they do that !!!&lt;br /&gt;You know the thing that I hate it the most is when a person nitpick about someone and that person (not sure realize it or doing it on purpose) they are nitpicking to also does the same thing. I mean yeah I like a little bit of alcohol at times but that doesn’t make me bad person. So what if I had a glass or two vodka with my friends or with my dad. If my parents don’t mind why should you be so worked up over it. And when you nitpick about some other girl that drinks don’t you realize that the person you are talking too also drinks……So when you are carp her you are carping about me too!!! “Gosh I hate when girls drink it’s so ewww” Gosh that person is lucky shit I didn’t flung my bag t her face!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever met a person who has a very short obsession over something or someone and it totally drives you up the freaking wall. Yeah I know a few people like that and one person in particular is really asking for it. I mean if you are obsessed over something or someone make sure your obsession does NOT F*%*&amp;amp;ing annoy other people. Gosh it’s like you are doing it to show off and then you make yourself sound like idiot in the process. And this one person …..gosh i don’t know when I’m gonna loose it and really knock some sense into “that person”. It’s not wrong to be obsessed over something but please don’t be a show off and when others don’t see or feel the way you do you feel like they are not “IN” person !!! To hell with you !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-5868517064369519628?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/5868517064369519628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2009/09/some-peoplearrrgggghhhhh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/5868517064369519628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/5868517064369519628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2009/09/some-peoplearrrgggghhhhh.html' title='Some people.....arrrgggghhhhh'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SrwkMvdD0OI/AAAAAAAAAf0/RnhHHdu8DUo/s72-c/angry_bitch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-2547929274950996992</id><published>2009-09-22T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T18:51:52.201-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>A dull day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I had 4 days off on Raya holiday and yesterday was my last day off. So as usual my sister’s face and also mine had dramatically changed from being all happy to gloomy. Why you may ask ? Duh! It’s work …..the thing about it is very funny….while the school is off for 10 days, the adults have to go back to work….and not to mention my cousin being the school teacher also gets 10 days off. Which means she gets to rub it in our face…..Hurmm not that I’m complaining about my work. But I think it’s just a common feeling that we get when it’s time to get up early and go to work. Like my sister said, she is used to waking up pretty early everyday so on Saturday she kind of woke up early and couldn’t go back to sleep but by Sunday she was knocked out until 9am.And on Monday just when her body is getting used to catching up on her sleep, it was already the last day and today she had to force herself to wake up early.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was pretty dull day at home. My mom bath our dog and she was not happy when she found out my dog’s ear problem is back again. And I’m guessing it’s the reason why my dog smelled bad for a week.  So yesterday my sister and I went to buy some anti-bacterial ear drops and man was my dog stubborn. I had to force it to lay down and then turn its head to put the drops in. I nearly got thrown off my dog, and she only stopped struggling when my mom yelled her name. I can’t believe my dog is 10 years old (which means she is older than my father in dog year) and yet she doesn’t behave like an old dog. Maybe she is a teenager wanna be ? LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-2547929274950996992?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/2547929274950996992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2009/09/dull-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/2547929274950996992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/2547929274950996992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2009/09/dull-day.html' title='A dull day'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-6670592616600030707</id><published>2009-09-21T04:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T05:18:10.246-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='train'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>Books and Blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was going to finish reading my last story book and I thought I should go look for some light reading  (I love reading about demons, ghost, mystery and murder) so this time I decided to buy some light and fun story book. Not so mind damaging books LOL&lt;br /&gt;So as I was searching the net finding out if my working area had any nice book store nearby and I came across a forum that talked about local bookstores in Malaysia. And I found out about BookXpress. After doing some research I found out it’s at AmCorp mall.&lt;br /&gt;I always notice that mall on my way back from work by LRT. So I decided to ask N if she’s been there before. And I was glad to find out that she has been a constant visitor to the mall and also the bookstore. So last Friday we left the office at 5pm and decided to go check out the mall. From Asia Jaya to Taman Jaya it was just RM0.70. The mall is famous for it's flea market and antique bookstores and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;The station is just opposite the mall and it takes like 2 minutes to walk there. So the first thing we did was go check out the bookstore. Now mind you I’m a very careful person when I buy books. It really pisses me off when the books are incomplete and damaged. So of course I did my research and found out that the books there are indeed very cheap and new. Also at the forum some of the users had warned the people to be careful if they are buying books there because the reason the books are cheap and new is because some of the books are missed print and some have errors. But most of them are readable. So I went around look for that “light and fun” story book. Of course I checked out the price first LOL. And I found two books I really like and checked like a thousand times before buying. One is called &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;At Her Majesty's Request: An African Princess in Victorian England and the other is Wish Club: A Novel by Kim Strickland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I finished reading the African princess book overnight and I hate it when I do that…..I can’t stop reading if the it's too interesting LOL. So right now I have two new books to read which I think I will start soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In short for those who don't mind a little miss print and with cheap price but new book ...this is the shop for you .....and oh if i get the offical site i found the other day i will put it up ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SrdsamIUGkI/AAAAAAAAAfk/QR9mgyQUI-o/s1600-h/Amcorp-Mall-at-Night.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383891083712535106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SrdsamIUGkI/AAAAAAAAAfk/QR9mgyQUI-o/s200/Amcorp-Mall-at-Night.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SrdsZ9z38UI/AAAAAAAAAfc/rZlE0Ybgt3w/s1600-h/index.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383891072889385282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 148px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SrdsZ9z38UI/AAAAAAAAAfc/rZlE0Ybgt3w/s200/index.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SrdsbIZGPFI/AAAAAAAAAfs/61deqygKpiI/s1600-h/030735282X_01__SCLZZZZZZZ_V44913730_AA240_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383891092909734994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SrdsbIZGPFI/AAAAAAAAAfs/61deqygKpiI/s200/030735282X_01__SCLZZZZZZZ_V44913730_AA240_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-6670592616600030707?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/6670592616600030707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2009/09/slow-weekend.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/6670592616600030707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/6670592616600030707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2009/09/slow-weekend.html' title='Books and Blues'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SrdsamIUGkI/AAAAAAAAAfk/QR9mgyQUI-o/s72-c/Amcorp-Mall-at-Night.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-3196414767833050777</id><published>2009-09-17T18:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T18:41:55.610-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='near'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experince'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='train'/><title type='text'>Train : Near Death Experience</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SrLj-qziRiI/AAAAAAAAAfM/ElnUqxm4qSc/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382615170443003426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SrLj-qziRiI/AAAAAAAAAfM/ElnUqxm4qSc/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Before I continue with my story let me just tell you ….I’m NOT the victim here….but I was there and witnessed and helped …..&lt;br /&gt;Ok back to the story&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I was getting back home and it was pouring outside and since the LRT train was not packed with people I assumed that the KTM train should be the same. I mean usually people stay back in their office until the rain stops, so after buying my KTM ticket, I rushed down the escalator and saw the Rawang Train was already waiting there ….I didn’t know just how long the train door were open, so I kind of hesitate to go in the train….I hate it when the train door slams at you when you’re getting in. So I decided to jump in the train instead and of course I startled some of the people in the train LOL. So right after I jumped in the train made the warning sound that shows the train doors are going to close. Just then I saw a short Chinese girl running to the door but somehow the door reopened and she too jumped in.&lt;br /&gt;Just when I thought the train was going to leave another thin Chinese girl came to the door and by this time the warning sound was already blaring off the speakers. But the girl just stood at the door way and waved her friends to join her. And the doors slammed at her body….half in and half out. Ok here is the weird part…usually the train doors would reopen when it sense something is blocking the door, but somehow this train door didn’t sense the girl trapped between the door. Although I was standing nearby the door I didn’t bother to help her because I was thinking the door was going to reopen and besides there was a Malay guy and the short Chinese girl helping the thin Chinese girl pull open the door. Usually if there are people pulling at the door it would response and reopen again. But I not sure if the girl was trying to squeeze in or out of the door, because her “suppose” friends didn’t show up to help her. She managed to pull out her body but her arm was stuck, I only started to panic when the train started to MOVE…..I realized the girl was still stuck and the stupid “open” button was not working…..and the train begin to move a bit faster. The Indonesia boy was on my right also helped pulled the door….and this time the thin girl was RUNNING outside the door with her wrist trapped in between the door. And mind you she was still hold on to her paper bag. The short Chinese girl was yelping and the Malay boy was pulling harder at the door. I too pulled at the door with the Indonesia guy. My fear was the girl tripping and getting dragged all the way to the end…guess what there is a big wall at the end of the platform. The girl was still running outside and we were pulling at the door panicking and praying the door would give away….and man was that stupid door stubborn!!!….Luckily another guy stepped in and pulled the door and this time her wrist and her paper bag got through the small gap.&lt;br /&gt;You know she is lucky that the train was not packed like sardine can, or else nobody would have notice the girl’s wrist stuck between the door. I mean I know you are in a hurry but it is worth risking your life ?...Gosh some people are just so careless!!!&lt;br /&gt;Picture taken from internet....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-3196414767833050777?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/3196414767833050777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2009/09/train-near-death-experience.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/3196414767833050777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/3196414767833050777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2009/09/train-near-death-experience.html' title='Train : Near Death Experience'/><author><name>Deviki @ Viki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12664318062862022668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SLQHtU6edII/AAAAAAAAABw/HQKDY2tedDI/S220/manisha+frame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/SrLj-qziRiI/AAAAAAAAAfM/ElnUqxm4qSc/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592993892478806668.post-7974313415937588131</id><published>2009-09-14T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T18:05:21.500-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='steamboat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Steamboat Moments</title><content type='html'>I just had to post our moments at the steamboat restaurant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/Sq7mGZNzPdI/AAAAAAAAAes/g_9DunthvOU/s1600-h/blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381491602276695506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/Sq7mGZNzPdI/AAAAAAAAAes/g_9DunthvOU/s200/blog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/Sq7nH6-GZoI/AAAAAAAAAe8/Bx32NeeGOeQ/s1600-h/IMG_1809.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381492728029144706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/Sq7nH6-GZoI/AAAAAAAAAe8/Bx32NeeGOeQ/s200/IMG_1809.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know why in that picture i kind of look like a retared rabbit LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/Sq7nIV1SCsI/AAAAAAAAAfE/y0j3I6MRX8o/s1600-h/IMG_1808.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381492735239916226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/Sq7nIV1SCsI/AAAAAAAAAfE/y0j3I6MRX8o/s200/IMG_1808.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making fun at my sister LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/Sq7mdZAt2AI/AAAAAAAAAe0/e2w8Qhm0t4o/s1600-h/IMG_1790.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381491997358807042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NjkjqjDxk84/Sq7mdZAt2AI/AAAAAAAAAe0/e2w8Qhm0t4o/s200/IMG_1790.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The whole gang (almost)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6592993892478806668-7974313415937588131?l=hellspectacles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/feeds/7974313415937588131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hellspectacles.blogspot.com/2009/09/steamboat-moments.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/7974313415937588131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6592993892478806668/posts/default/7974313415937588131'/><link rel='alternat
