<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600</id><updated>2012-02-14T23:52:31.614Z</updated><category term='Prison Break'/><category term='Gossip Girl'/><category term='Grey&apos;s'/><category term='movie review'/><category term='Tags/Surveys'/><category term='American Idol'/><category term='#wishlist'/><category term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>La Vie Bohème</title><subtitle type='html'>Expressing emotions and life experiences through words</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>208</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-3150957776666621530</id><published>2011-12-25T12:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-12-25T16:49:13.124Z</updated><title type='text'>Getting on top of things.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"  class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Been reading a number of articles lately.  ‘Nation’ related articles; serious stuff I know right? Just when I  thought I’d leave all the seriousness up to my other half, I guess I’ve grown  to appreciate ‘serious. I guess he has rubbed off on me. Anyways, today’s post is going to  be.. serious. Yeah I think I’ve mentioned the word serious a couple of  times now. So be prepared for my train of thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Everyone is entitled to their own opinions right? It’s  a free country. But what if, everybody wants to speak and be heard? If  you ask me, I’d say only God can fulfill everybody’s wants and needs.  Ask the President, not everybody benefits. You know the student's longings to have a voice, to speak up, to be heard, to be the change that shapes the future nation? I totally get it but that doesnt mean making a big ruckus by taking down some flag, and hoisting your own. Last I checked, it isnt the battle of Waterloo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Everybody has dreams. Big dreams. Everyone &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thinks&lt;/span&gt; they know whats best for everyone else. And if everyone were as selfish as those who are fighting for their own agendas just because the political system can be manipulative and corruptive, don't go comparing our country to other countries be it developing/developed and use religion as a means to gain political mileage. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;No war, no famine, stable, developing, family, friends, neighbours, no epidemic, nobody trying to 'liberate' us, cultures, religions, good food, no genocides, no occupying forces, no massacres, not a failing state and so the list goes on&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);   font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 14px; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); display: inline !important; float: none; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);   font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 14px; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); display: inline !important; float: none; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Please my friends, tell me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how we are suffering in Malaysia? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However so, I still agree that things back home need a MAJOR revamping. I happened to come across an article which said something like “&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;it’s not about what the country can do for you but what YOU can do for the country&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;”  #WORD. If you can get seventeen thousand Malaysians to have that kind  of thinking, I’m pretty sure we won’t make it to the article of “shame”  for people to continuously pour their dissatisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I respect the ones who actually channel their thoughts and opinions through the appropriate methods. You know, an act to stop students participating in politics does not prevent a freedom of speech. Students voices can still be heard through respecting student bodies and societies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It doesnt have to be political! That just shows how you've narrowed your thinking instead of looking at the bigger picture. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was fortunate enough to have been given a chance to study abroad and it saddens me to see that the y-generation at home continue to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fight for a petty cause when there's just so much more ways they can channel your potential to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Also, if this was a tweet I’d so end with a hash tag #justsayin’.&lt;/span&gt;&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/4538583998411523600-3150957776666621530?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/3150957776666621530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=3150957776666621530&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/3150957776666621530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/3150957776666621530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2011/12/getting-on-top-of-things.html' title='Getting on top of things.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-4580004540191476608</id><published>2011-12-24T02:22:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-25T01:16:16.817Z</updated><title type='text'>I know we have to do this.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jamie: It's my favorite time of the day, driving you.                    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Aurelia: [In Portugese] It's the saddest part of my day, leaving you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Jamie &amp;amp; Aurelia, Love Actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;At the end of the day, when you're driving me home, you always ask me the same question,&lt;br /&gt;"Kenapa muka sedih ni?" And I would always try and put up a smile,&lt;br /&gt;"Mana ada, I'm fine."&lt;br /&gt;Truth be told is, I kinda aint, but I kinda am. And every night, when I try to fall asleep, my mind always plays back to when we talked about it.&lt;br /&gt;I asked, "Is it forever?"&lt;br /&gt;You said, "No, just until the time is right."&lt;br /&gt;And eventhough it might not have shown on my face, I was definitely smiling on the inside. Trust me, I want this as much as you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&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/4538583998411523600-4580004540191476608?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/4580004540191476608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=4580004540191476608&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/4580004540191476608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/4580004540191476608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-know-we-have-to-do-this.html' title='I know we have to do this.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-8195957089428403052</id><published>2011-12-20T00:19:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-12-20T02:20:38.492Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#wishlist'/><title type='text'>I should tell you, I should tell you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bubbs finally came back last Thursday, so I've been a little... occupied. :') but nonetheless, been out and about doing other stuff as well! On Saturday, I got an invite to watch two of my old flatmates - remember Sophie and Nia?, in action, directing and starring respectively in a musical production of RENT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/5/58/Rent1996cover.jpg/220px-Rent1996cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 220px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/5/58/Rent1996cover.jpg/220px-Rent1996cover.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The story was based around a group of people who had AIDS and were living in a society that discriminated and disapproved of their bohemian lifestyle - living the carefree life, and not being able to pay the rent, hence the title. Its a mix of different life stories of the members of the group, the main one being the classic love plot between Mimi, the young beautiful drug addict, and Roger, the aspiring musician, but plagued and held back by his disease. The Manchester University Musical Theatre Society executed this production beautifully, and almost brought me to tears during the ending climax (no, there will be no spoilers here :p) And fyi, it was actually from this movie, that inspired the blogname - La Vie Boheme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Spox81VYFo/Tu_rxjdDfTI/AAAAAAAAAyc/6Va1bJKV_hY/s1600/IMG_0437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Spox81VYFo/Tu_rxjdDfTI/AAAAAAAAAyc/6Va1bJKV_hY/s400/IMG_0437.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688024090955447602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And here I am with the star of the show, Nia played Mimi!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely love musicals and going to the theatre. Which would account for wishlist agenda n0 17 - Watch Wicked! and Lion King at the London Broadway! So far, the closest experience I've enjoyed, are excerpts of these productions from the 'Back to Broadway' show put on by my fellow ex-flatmates in first year. Not worthy of a cross-off-the-list yet, but lets hope, soooooooonnnn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves, xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-8195957089428403052?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/8195957089428403052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=8195957089428403052&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/8195957089428403052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/8195957089428403052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-should-tell-you-i-should-tell-you.html' title='I should tell you, I should tell you...'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Spox81VYFo/Tu_rxjdDfTI/AAAAAAAAAyc/6Va1bJKV_hY/s72-c/IMG_0437.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-3537549832608613621</id><published>2011-12-04T17:09:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-12-21T16:20:44.166Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#wishlist'/><title type='text'>Underwater experience.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wow! Three posts in the space of a week? I'm on a roll! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I just want to update you guys on my 'before-30 bucket list'. A teaser of it was in &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2011/01/wish-list.html"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; post. So I can proudly now cross of number 14 off the list. I can now announce that I am a certified open water diver! :) And I've got the beef to prove it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LnHbhmuh8jk/TtuwXNYjEmI/AAAAAAAAAxg/1lBmyO1WogM/s1600/IMG_0370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 313px; height: 313px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LnHbhmuh8jk/TtuwXNYjEmI/AAAAAAAAAxg/1lBmyO1WogM/s400/IMG_0370.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682329267634115170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WL7M5ByM8fk/TtuwXI8O-FI/AAAAAAAAAxs/BMMifwtL-PI/s1600/IMG_0371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 322px; height: 322px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WL7M5ByM8fk/TtuwXI8O-FI/AAAAAAAAAxs/BMMifwtL-PI/s400/IMG_0371.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682329266441615442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets relive the moments I say?&lt;br /&gt;Well, my summer back home to Malaysia in June took me to an Island off the east coast of the peninsular, Pulau Perhentian. White sandy beaches, clear blue water, it was paradise. Went with a group of friends, most of which were just there for a nice break. We got ourselves the best deal available for the diving course with Turtle Bay divers and it proved to be bitter sweet experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting a diver's certificate was pretty similar to getting a driving licence. First you had to sit through a theory video for about 3 hours. Talk about torture! With the sun and the splash of the waves outside the little beach hut we were stationed in, calling our names like a song, who could blame us for skipping the 'unimportant' parts. We got into the water straight after lunch though buttttt..... it wasnt as fun as I initially thought it would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened?&lt;br /&gt;Well, for starters.. when we were asked to fill out the medical form declaring our state of health, I dint think that my sinus problem would have a pronounce affect on me diving. I've never seen a doctor about it hence the ignorance. But lets just say, it didnt make my FIRST ever diving trip an enjoyable one to say the least. After that, I was really traumatized. I lost all form of enthusiasm and literally thought about quitting it. Boy, I was ready to bolt back to the mainland! But... I wasnt raised to be a quitter and I bullozed on, and the rest was... history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ss9F5BJpWa8/Ttu6R-lRoAI/AAAAAAAAAyE/mWp1R_NwP_8/s1600/IMG_6363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ss9F5BJpWa8/Ttu6R-lRoAI/AAAAAAAAAyE/mWp1R_NwP_8/s400/IMG_6363.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682340172877897730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3ZjX9Tn4ojc/Ttu6Rup64BI/AAAAAAAAAx4/v_9zMJAAAu4/s1600/IMG_6365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3ZjX9Tn4ojc/Ttu6Rup64BI/AAAAAAAAAx4/v_9zMJAAAu4/s400/IMG_6365.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682340168602411026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vKyAO7qQX5E/Ttu6SamyBXI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/iwq19vcvBf8/s1600/IMG_6371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vKyAO7qQX5E/Ttu6SamyBXI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/iwq19vcvBf8/s400/IMG_6371.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682340180400407922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Diving, check!! Bring on whats next!&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-3537549832608613621?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/3537549832608613621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=3537549832608613621&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/3537549832608613621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/3537549832608613621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2011/12/underwater-experience.html' title='Underwater experience.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LnHbhmuh8jk/TtuwXNYjEmI/AAAAAAAAAxg/1lBmyO1WogM/s72-c/IMG_0370.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-4594539943601778908</id><published>2011-12-03T01:48:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-12-03T02:43:30.657Z</updated><title type='text'>Out of sight, but on my mind.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nothing gets me smiling like a silly schoolgirl with a crush other than this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-on2TiTDlKRg/TtmI9f8Sd2I/AAAAAAAAAxI/5AmAZb0lJlM/s1600/IMG-20111126-00201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 336px; height: 253px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-on2TiTDlKRg/TtmI9f8Sd2I/AAAAAAAAAxI/5AmAZb0lJlM/s400/IMG-20111126-00201.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681722995032356706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I honestly just cannot wait for  the winter holidays. It wont be much, only 2 weeks but it'll be a much  deserved one! Been planning on going out of the country but based on  past experiences, it wont be very wise to travel during the peak of  winter. Might just end up stranded! So, decided to stay put, and make  the most out of the fortnight of freedom. And that means a lot of sleep!  Lol :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to that, sitting at home on a Friday night not doing much cause I'm knocked out from a full day of uni really sucks. Especially when most of your friends are out at a James Morrison concert and there's no one to snuggle up to and just moan about how long your day was, cause he's literally 6604 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;miles away, with an 8 hour time difference and a busy schedule cause he's a busy, busy man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least I know one person that's having fun T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sZJvg6LaOHE/TtmKIW4vS0I/AAAAAAAAAxU/vLh9N6GQd7k/s1600/IMG-20111203-00079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sZJvg6LaOHE/TtmKIW4vS0I/AAAAAAAAAxU/vLh9N6GQd7k/s400/IMG-20111203-00079.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681724281091738434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come home soon please. I miss you xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-4594539943601778908?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/4594539943601778908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=4594539943601778908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/4594539943601778908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/4594539943601778908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2011/12/out-of-sight-but-on-my-mind.html' title='Out of sight, but on my mind.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-on2TiTDlKRg/TtmI9f8Sd2I/AAAAAAAAAxI/5AmAZb0lJlM/s72-c/IMG-20111126-00201.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-4851172682606000273</id><published>2011-11-30T15:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-30T13:35:02.765Z</updated><title type='text'>Rolling in knee deep.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I havent been inspired for a while, which explains the lack of interesting blogposts. So lets just start with what I've been doing with this mess I call - My Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting around with a group of dentists over lunch last week, Lisa brought it up that we're actually at the half-way mark in our 'paths of ambition' to be a big shot dentist. LOL. And reflecting on how the time's whizzed past us it scares me half to death that I literally know nothing! - well lets not over exaggerate, I just dont have the confidence I should have at this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I scare any of you prospective patients off though, I can tell you I've been busy learning! 3rd year has been such a bitch to us that I sometimes barely have time to sit on the toilet for more than 5 minutes. I basically have 9-5 uni days on most days of the week, with seeing 2-3 patients per week. We also do a session of clinical practice a week to sharpen our manual dexterity and if thats not enough, we also have 3 different sets of PBL/seminar/discussion groups for the theory part of the course, learning about the different diseases that you could spot looking down one's throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of all the schoolwork, I'm also doing basketball 3 times a week, not that I'm complaining though cause I love it so much. So, this has pretty much restricted my social life to casual evening drinks and meals rather than all-night partayy-ing this year. Sucks, Ill be more grateful for a lie-in rather than waking up with a splitting headache the next day after a night out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since Bubbs is back home in Malaysia for about two weeks, I'd imagine that I'd be able to accomplish a bit more, but nope! not happening. Well that rules out my scapegoat for not doing work then eh. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Will try to write more soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves,&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-4851172682606000273?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/4851172682606000273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=4851172682606000273&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/4851172682606000273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/4851172682606000273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2011/07/rolling-in-knee-deep.html' title='Rolling in knee deep.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-102843769070850498</id><published>2011-11-25T21:16:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-11-25T21:18:26.482Z</updated><title type='text'>Nakkk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NzMlmpsGPi0/TtAF7BSwLGI/AAAAAAAAAw8/_gFy-0aX6y0/s1600/Ellen_PortiaStBarts12-10119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 296px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NzMlmpsGPi0/TtAF7BSwLGI/AAAAAAAAAw8/_gFy-0aX6y0/s400/Ellen_PortiaStBarts12-10119.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679045641631706210" 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/4538583998411523600-102843769070850498?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/102843769070850498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=102843769070850498&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/102843769070850498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/102843769070850498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2011/11/nakkk.html' title='Nakkk'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NzMlmpsGPi0/TtAF7BSwLGI/AAAAAAAAAw8/_gFy-0aX6y0/s72-c/Ellen_PortiaStBarts12-10119.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-7455850432630083107</id><published>2011-10-20T00:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T01:24:23.421+01:00</updated><title type='text'>From Hero to Zero.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I've been pretty messed up this past month since I've been back in Manchester. Things happen that really tested me, and indirectly the people around me. Strings of apologies were uttered/sent out to everyone who expected better of me but I admit that you can't change whats done, you cant go back in time, you cant try to change the hurt feelings or the broken hearts. All I can do now, is learn from my mistakes, and hope I will never regret anything as much as I do now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if its one thing I ask from the people who really matter, is that I'm gonna need your support, your regained trust (which I promise to work very hard for), your comforting and assuring words, but most of all, your unconditional love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);   font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 14px; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:11px;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-7455850432630083107?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/7455850432630083107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=7455850432630083107&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/7455850432630083107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/7455850432630083107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2011/10/from-hero-to-zero.html' title='From Hero to Zero.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-8603088929892613563</id><published>2011-05-10T14:47:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T14:55:52.874+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Before you read further, read this first:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://uk.news.yahoo.com/william-kate-jet-off-honeymoon-082117937.html"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dear future husband,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;please watch the royal wedding and take notes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;                                                              Loves, xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;                                                              &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-8603088929892613563?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/8603088929892613563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=8603088929892613563&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/8603088929892613563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/8603088929892613563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2011/05/dear.html' title='Dear'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-8430454118304981570</id><published>2011-04-29T00:19:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T01:27:41.516+01:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not bad but it's not great.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sometimes I just feel like there's a big fat elephant in the room with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets hope he doesnt stay for long because I hate it.         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            I hate us like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I know we could be better. I know we ARE better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/4538583998411523600-8430454118304981570?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/8430454118304981570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=8430454118304981570&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/8430454118304981570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/8430454118304981570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2011/04/its-not-bad-but-its-not-great.html' title='It&apos;s not bad but it&apos;s not great.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-6461369762975996636</id><published>2011-04-23T01:41:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T01:45:16.618+01:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmm</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/tSdELZxEnHY" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="511"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what stage are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-6461369762975996636?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/6461369762975996636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=6461369762975996636&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/6461369762975996636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/6461369762975996636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2011/04/hmmm.html' title='hmmm'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/tSdELZxEnHY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-4523167712045906033</id><published>2011-04-01T00:24:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T15:41:24.742+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait for the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rainbow&lt;/span&gt; after every storm. Its worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meanwhile, hang tight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/4538583998411523600-4523167712045906033?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/4523167712045906033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=4523167712045906033&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/4523167712045906033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/4523167712045906033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2011/04/wait-for-sunshine-after-every-storm.html' title=''/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-6560586924868386131</id><published>2011-03-20T12:13:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-03-20T12:16:01.639Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;''Love when you're ready, not when you're lonely.''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;                                                                                                   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- author, unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/4538583998411523600-6560586924868386131?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/6560586924868386131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=6560586924868386131&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/6560586924868386131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/6560586924868386131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2011/03/love-when-youre-ready-not-when-youre.html' title=''/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-8368478272475054280</id><published>2011-02-22T00:59:00.006Z</published><updated>2011-02-22T17:11:23.711Z</updated><title type='text'>Happy 21st Bubbs!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eAExLrGkCLk/TWOcQMFPGlI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/elYmMZR2o40/s1600/165357_10150381689370444_669650443_17103611_5922451_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eAExLrGkCLk/TWOcQMFPGlI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/elYmMZR2o40/s400/165357_10150381689370444_669650443_17103611_5922451_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576472565549832786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The PIMP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Adli's birthday was on the 3rd of February. Having birthdays so close together was not very ideal and to add to the woes, mine came first. Which meant, I had to at least match up to whatever he organized for my birthday. And me being the all-time secretly 'kiasu' person I was, decided to go all out on this one. To be frank, this is the first time I had actually gone to this length for someone in Manchester, or maybe.... ever? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preparations for his surprise party (always a must for 21st birthdays!) were well underway even before the new year. The decision to host the party early and hit him when he least expected it was precisely the key element in making this the most memorable birthday he's ever had. I also knew exactly what to get him for his birthday but only problem was, I had to wait till MY birthday to get it. It was only going to be sold on the day of my birthday. And boy did we have problems with that! But, with my lightning quick fingers and quirky ebay skills, that was soon solved! I bet you're all wondering what I got him now eh? ..... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So fast forward to the weekend just before his birthday which was....&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*hmmm thinking*&lt;/span&gt; the 31st of January! To not raise any suspicions, I spent the WHOLE day with him out of the house where preparations i.e the cooking, and decorations were being manned by little helpers, the housemates and his sisters. I cant thank them enough for that. And at the end off the day, we surprised the socks off of him!! He was stunned speechless he could barely make it into the living room! Hahahaha, boy was that satisfying to watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The party itself was amazing. The crowd, the food, the presents, the entertainment (we had a magician. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;haaa jangan main2 beb!&lt;/span&gt; ) was superb! Hey, I could not have asked for a better turnout!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LYDnG0y64Ws/TWMSC8ifvBI/AAAAAAAAAwA/6LvXgoF6TzE/s1600/170508_10150382557140444_669650443_17117294_4185631_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 363px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LYDnG0y64Ws/TWMSC8ifvBI/AAAAAAAAAwA/6LvXgoF6TzE/s400/170508_10150382557140444_669650443_17117294_4185631_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576320605434657810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This was one of the TWO cakes that I baked, a red velvet with cream cheese icing...nomnomnomnom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_-3jg5QA9IU/TWOcP4SP_TI/AAAAAAAAAwI/dDfjbB2SWIY/s1600/171530_10150382560085444_669650443_17117355_381437_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 371px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_-3jg5QA9IU/TWOcP4SP_TI/AAAAAAAAAwI/dDfjbB2SWIY/s400/171530_10150382560085444_669650443_17117355_381437_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576472560235707698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So you guys were wondering what I got him for his birthday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I gave him two Bruno Mars tickets in Manchester telling him he can take whoever he wants. Whoever, meaning just me, that is. 10th of march, here we comeeeee! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, fast forward again to the actual day of his birthday, I promised a dinner for two. And initially I had this whole set up in mind, (so just work with me for a moment ok :P) : The dining table in the middle of the backyard, candles surrounding us, with mood music playing in the background. Romantic eyyy? haha That dint happen though. The wind was so strong that night, eating outside was a no-no. Instead we had to settle indoors. Even so, I still found a  way to make it work ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nFQP10d84OE/TWOhpz7EHgI/AAAAAAAAAwY/duj3livVUeg/s1600/IMG_0983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nFQP10d84OE/TWOhpz7EHgI/AAAAAAAAAwY/duj3livVUeg/s400/IMG_0983.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576478503299456514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ97cFb4jnM/TWOhqXXCA_I/AAAAAAAAAwg/ECuBoJ-W9lQ/s1600/IMG_0996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 367px; height: 245px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ97cFb4jnM/TWOhqXXCA_I/AAAAAAAAAwg/ECuBoJ-W9lQ/s400/IMG_0996.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576478512812000242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ckqjtQ9yWl8/TWOhquwL1gI/AAAAAAAAAwo/GNhag9uoXjs/s1600/IMG_1015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 399px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ckqjtQ9yWl8/TWOhquwL1gI/AAAAAAAAAwo/GNhag9uoXjs/s400/IMG_1015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576478519091516930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GPIQOHaftY0/TWOhq0KLfaI/AAAAAAAAAww/FkG4cSNIJAM/s1600/IMG_1016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 341px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GPIQOHaftY0/TWOhq0KLfaI/AAAAAAAAAww/FkG4cSNIJAM/s400/IMG_1016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576478520542723490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That's the fat roast chickin that I made for dinner that night ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bubbs, Happy 21st birthday. The fun's just starting for you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves,&lt;br /&gt;Choms&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-8368478272475054280?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/8368478272475054280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=8368478272475054280&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/8368478272475054280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/8368478272475054280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-21st-bubbs.html' title='Happy 21st Bubbs!'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eAExLrGkCLk/TWOcQMFPGlI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/elYmMZR2o40/s72-c/165357_10150381689370444_669650443_17103611_5922451_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-5698259190507546006</id><published>2011-01-27T02:43:00.006Z</published><updated>2011-01-27T02:57:15.226Z</updated><title type='text'>rainbow.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcThgNAuQxDFWpmfUvu-twhFscYTMoT5u9rSbBPgb_9Rg9fWDiBp&amp;amp;t=1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TUDcsqTYNLI/AAAAAAAAAv0/7u1rcmOXdf4/s1600/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-01-26%2Bat%2B02.51.26.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TUDcsqTYNLI/AAAAAAAAAv0/7u1rcmOXdf4/s400/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-01-26%2Bat%2B02.51.26.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566691799257855154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My rainbow after the rain.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcThgNAuQxDFWpmfUvu-twhFscYTMoT5u9rSbBPgb_9Rg9fWDiBp&amp;amp;t=1"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 157px; height: 39px;" src="http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcThgNAuQxDFWpmfUvu-twhFscYTMoT5u9rSbBPgb_9Rg9fWDiBp&amp;amp;t=1" alt="" 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/4538583998411523600-5698259190507546006?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/5698259190507546006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=5698259190507546006&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/5698259190507546006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/5698259190507546006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2011/01/rainbow.html' title='rainbow.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TUDcsqTYNLI/AAAAAAAAAv0/7u1rcmOXdf4/s72-c/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-01-26%2Bat%2B02.51.26.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-2059176637694148297</id><published>2011-01-26T03:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-01-26T21:18:55.187Z</updated><title type='text'>Wish-list</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've always wanted to achieve the extraordinary. Something I could look back on and tell the younger generation how cool I was 'back in the days'. I was talking to my best friend's mother who was a total adrenaline junkie. She's something like 50 and she's done more than a thousand deep see dives, she's climbed to the top of Europe, she climbs Mt. Kinabalu in less than a day and she's does this while still making time for the family. How can you not envy that ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, a couple of years ago I made a 'things-do-before-30 list'. Here's to name a few:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number 5; learn to speak a different language. Fluently.&lt;br /&gt;- Apart from the informal french sessions I had with Pauline over the last year, (not that its been very successful though) My sentences are mostly made up of vulgar french abuses or anything along the lines of that which seemed more fun to throw at the ever-so-polite Pauline *rolls eyes*. So yeah, I dont see me achieving that anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number 14; Get qualified as a diver.&lt;br /&gt;- Numerous attempts were made after SPM and alevels and still, No license. I first blame the inappropriate pricing for taking diving classes. How do you expect poor students like me to be able to cough up 1k! Then I blame my stinking schedule for being so busy! Classes, events here and there, just couldnt find the right time to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number 27; Skydive.&lt;br /&gt;- I very the nearly managed to achieve this last year with the Islamic Society at the University. Its an annual charity fundraiser so I'll get my chance when the new academic year starts. *fingers crossed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although there were numerous points I cant cross off the list just yet, I did manage to get a few strikeouts such as:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number 1; See the world.&lt;br /&gt;- Well maybe I cant cross it out fully yet because seeing 'the world' would be a bit too overzealous a dream I think - unless you're Mark Zuckerberg and you have 100 dollar bills to wipe your buttcheeks with! :P But since I've been in Manchester, I've seen some beautiful places and planning for more. Hopefully I'll still have time to at least come close to materializing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number 3; Meet new people.&lt;br /&gt;I think this was a no-brainer since moving to Manchester meant I could have ample opportunities for this. I have met some amazing people along the way and they've come and gone, but some have stayed close to heart ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm 22 now, which gives me erhh.. a bit more time to work on my list....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-2059176637694148297?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/2059176637694148297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=2059176637694148297&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/2059176637694148297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/2059176637694148297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2011/01/wish-list.html' title='Wish-list'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-2630021957202883685</id><published>2011-01-21T17:58:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-01-22T02:51:15.026Z</updated><title type='text'>Twitter is for twits.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wish I had twitter so I could tweet:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wonder why you were so quiet..If only I had mind-reading skills...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You look like you could use a hug.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Its a long walk down Great Western Street when you're on your own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or even&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wish I could make things better for you. even if its just to listen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight. I hope you feel better in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-2630021957202883685?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/2630021957202883685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=2630021957202883685&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/2630021957202883685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/2630021957202883685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2011/01/twitter-is-for-twits.html' title='Twitter is for twits.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-5019078560210404628</id><published>2011-01-20T19:49:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-01-22T01:38:05.142Z</updated><title type='text'>Double the twos.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I turned 22 last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TTmYB0l8UyI/AAAAAAAAAvU/8r7kaNCWyv0/s1600/DSC_0117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TTmYB0l8UyI/AAAAAAAAAvU/8r7kaNCWyv0/s320/DSC_0117.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564645971658036002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is me, being twenty-two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually dreaded my birthday this year. Being reminded that I was closer to 25 and further away from 20 was not something I looked forward to. So when Adli told me he was just taking me out to dinner, I actually WANTED him to JUST take me out for dinner. Instead he had other plans. His reason: ''I wanted you to get lotsa presents''.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True dattt! I did get loads compared to last year. So I wasnt one to complain! :DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;He had got a few.. (well a few would be an understatement) of our friends together for a nice sit-down at the restaurant. I had fun dressing up and being all pretty for the night and apparently so did he - as you'll see from the pictures. Ha-Ha. Mentioning pictures, they're up on facebook but since I uploaded it using one of my new birthday presents, *winks* the album sometimes comes on and off as it pleases so if you really want to see it, please be patient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday wishes came in all forms and sizes! Texts, calls, Facebook wall comments and even in true old-skool style: the post. I enjoyed reading every single one of them although I dint know whether I had to time to reply to each and every one personally. So, I came up with a system: to those who called, or texted me personally, I replied with a short thank you message cause it felt really personal that you guys took the time to wish me. To those who just kinda wrote on my wall, I ended up liking your wishes cause lets face it, its facebook and some of you might not even have remembered if it were not for the facebook alerts. But hey, thank you all the same ! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a night of good food and good company. I'll leave you all with pictures cause you know what they say '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it tells a thousand words&lt;/span&gt;' :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TTmYA6MTZ-I/AAAAAAAAAvE/vZLKOqKTQAA/s1600/DSC_0151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TTmYA6MTZ-I/AAAAAAAAAvE/vZLKOqKTQAA/s320/DSC_0151.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564645955981240290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TTmYBcNYdXI/AAAAAAAAAvM/KnH452551-w/s1600/DSC_0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TTmYBcNYdXI/AAAAAAAAAvM/KnH452551-w/s320/DSC_0003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564645965112571250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TTmYCEIffaI/AAAAAAAAAvc/I03IJxHfRo0/s1600/DSC_1465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TTmYCEIffaI/AAAAAAAAAvc/I03IJxHfRo0/s320/DSC_1465.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564645975829478818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TTmYCnx3R-I/AAAAAAAAAvk/OtGhgp3Wq50/s1600/DSC_0068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TTmYCnx3R-I/AAAAAAAAAvk/OtGhgp3Wq50/s320/DSC_0068.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564645985398245346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TTmYB0l8UyI/AAAAAAAAAvU/8r7kaNCWyv0/s1600/DSC_0117.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;loves,&lt;br /&gt;Peja x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-5019078560210404628?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/5019078560210404628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=5019078560210404628&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/5019078560210404628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/5019078560210404628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2011/01/double-twos.html' title='Double the twos.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TTmYB0l8UyI/AAAAAAAAAvU/8r7kaNCWyv0/s72-c/DSC_0117.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-7632951689271512669</id><published>2011-01-13T16:43:00.006Z</published><updated>2011-01-13T18:01:23.269Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I cant believe I'll be turning 22 soon* :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*in a couple more hours to be exact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So, this is how it feels to be OLD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&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/4538583998411523600-7632951689271512669?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/7632951689271512669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=7632951689271512669&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/7632951689271512669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/7632951689271512669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-cant-believe-ill-be-turning-22-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-3748872988877950520</id><published>2011-01-10T17:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-01-12T03:21:46.813Z</updated><title type='text'>First post for two thousand eleven!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Because I'm a procrastinator and have 'ample' time to kill, imma update you guys on bits and bobs of my life... even though I should really studying for term exams. FAIL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second year here has been a lot different compare to the first. The first was filled with a lot of enthusiasm, passion, friendship, adventures and not to mention drama! What happened over summer changed a lot. It changed people, it changed circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;Out of the close-knit friends I had in my first year, only some have stayed true. Some people got hooked up and created their own little world together. Some people got busy doing other things. Some people just...drifted apart. No one's to blame really. We all just grew up. Cant say that I'm not sad about it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buttt, with every closed door, multiple new ones open. Made a lot of new friends, and rekindled some old ones and even made a new bestfriend ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you see why I'm not complaining ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote much more about my second year but then scrapped it at the very last sentence because hey lets be frank, nobody would really pay attention to it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with the whole new year ahead of me, ahead of us, I vow... as my new years' resolution, to keep writing here more as I find that it helps with my personality growth and not to mention, vocabulary. Ooh, ooh and also, I would like to see the world, embark on crazy adventures and do amazing things with you Mr. new-bestfriend so I'll be able to look back on a few years ago and say, "All that, was worth the wait. Thank you.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://virtualsslove.tumblr.com/photo/1280/2415999273/1/tumblr_ldl65qA2Qn1qccel7"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 339px; height: 226px;" src="http://virtualsslove.tumblr.com/photo/1280/2415999273/1/tumblr_ldl65qA2Qn1qccel7" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-3748872988877950520?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/3748872988877950520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=3748872988877950520&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/3748872988877950520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/3748872988877950520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2010/12/first-post-for-two-thousand-eleven.html' title='First post for two thousand eleven!'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-6521181236109836722</id><published>2010-12-02T23:52:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-12-03T00:16:01.015Z</updated><title type='text'>My level of maturity changes depending on who I'm with.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TPgxgOTgOCI/AAAAAAAAAuw/mMaj1ivzWnw/s1600/tumblr2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 350px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TPgxgOTgOCI/AAAAAAAAAuw/mMaj1ivzWnw/s400/tumblr2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546237370772240418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TPg06oIB2sI/AAAAAAAAAu4/7uiPabSIyM4/s1600/abc%2B053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TPg06oIB2sI/AAAAAAAAAu4/7uiPabSIyM4/s400/abc%2B053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546241122914917058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;' I can be mature when I need to be. And right now, when I'm with you, I dont need to. '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TPgxf9rRaTI/AAAAAAAAAuo/UZJbKew5apw/s1600/tumblr.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-6521181236109836722?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/6521181236109836722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=6521181236109836722&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/6521181236109836722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/6521181236109836722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-level-of-maturity-changes-depending.html' title='My level of maturity changes depending on who I&apos;m with.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TPgxgOTgOCI/AAAAAAAAAuw/mMaj1ivzWnw/s72-c/tumblr2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-407809282184233320</id><published>2010-11-18T21:53:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-11-18T21:57:35.868Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TOWggl6Im1I/AAAAAAAAAug/lzrCp1HC3gc/s1600/BOY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 254px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TOWggl6Im1I/AAAAAAAAAug/lzrCp1HC3gc/s400/BOY.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541011398341466962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;                                            (via &lt;a href="http://littlemiss.tumblr.com"&gt;half-heartedly&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;MUAHAHAHAHA 8-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/4538583998411523600-407809282184233320?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/407809282184233320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=407809282184233320&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/407809282184233320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/407809282184233320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2010/11/via-half-heartedly-muahahahaha-8.html' title=''/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TOWggl6Im1I/AAAAAAAAAug/lzrCp1HC3gc/s72-c/BOY.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-5070775182215697222</id><published>2010-09-25T20:28:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T20:34:00.584+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;You took care of me when I was in my worst. I had a runny nose, greasy hair, I smelt, I was whiny and complaining. But you took care of me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I'm starting to believe that I have actually fallen in love with someone who loves me for a change. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Thank you ♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/4538583998411523600-5070775182215697222?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/5070775182215697222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=5070775182215697222&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/5070775182215697222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/5070775182215697222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2010/09/you-took-care-of-me-when-i-was-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-4498125546029661788</id><published>2010-09-14T00:18:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T00:32:19.254+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Iklan.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Selingan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="485" height="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6tpl9LtkRRw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6tpl9LtkRRw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="485" height="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jatuh chenta dengan Ne-yo &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-4498125546029661788?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/4498125546029661788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=4498125546029661788&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/4498125546029661788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/4498125546029661788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2010/09/iklan.html' title='Iklan.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-3434969260564000704</id><published>2010-09-08T03:59:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T14:55:42.921+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2: Ola Barcelona!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Day 2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided an early start to the day is what we needed to get over the night before. We had a lot planned and so litle time to see all ! After our little encounter with the law, for not parking correctly we spent some time checking out public car parks to dump our car. No way were we taking it out after our trauma ! haha. Plus it was way easier to go about the city by Metro (the subway). So we went to see the Sagrada Familia. It was so grand, too bad it was unfinished. Works on the church started waaaayyy back in 1886 and is only scheduled to be completed in 2026. Now thats, what I call slacking! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TIUSVxoCM_I/AAAAAAAAAtw/G3wzS1xcQ_Q/s1600/36478_10150205658160720_702825719_13277090_6924216_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 322px; display: block; height: 484px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513833484092847090" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TIUSVxoCM_I/AAAAAAAAAtw/G3wzS1xcQ_Q/s400/36478_10150205658160720_702825719_13277090_6924216_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was off to Parc Guell - kinda like a National Park which was really nice. We had to climb hills to get the best view of Barcelona and add a scorching hot sun, you have a recipe for baked skin ! :P We trudged our way up the hill, and by the time we got to the top , the view - it was just worth the wet patches of armpit sweat! The park itself was HUGE! and to top it up, the weather was really nice as well ! The whole park was basically like Gaudi's shrine with his artwork littered around the park.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TIeNshNJfoI/AAAAAAAAAuA/mvYhMRXZ6uw/s1600/abc+139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TIeNshNJfoI/AAAAAAAAAuA/mvYhMRXZ6uw/s400/abc+139.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514532064705740418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TIeNsECAvlI/AAAAAAAAAt4/eOfbu-2454c/s1600/abc+190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TIeNsECAvlI/AAAAAAAAAt4/eOfbu-2454c/s400/abc+190.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514532056874401362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;spot meeee ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; it was off to Nou camp - FCBarcelona's stadium! We took the metro and after a few changes,  we stopped at the stop we were told by our hotel receptionist. and I quote him ''this is the nearest to the Nou camp'' TEEEETTTTT! WRONG! we ended up getting lost, having to stop random spanish people to ask for directions, and in the end, having to walk ALL the way round it since there was only one visitors entrance! We just encircled the outside grounds, not thinking it was actually worth it to pay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;€17 for a tour of the stadium itself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TIeTZlwFocI/AAAAAAAAAuI/hKJBEGzvijg/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TIeTZlwFocI/AAAAAAAAAuI/hKJBEGzvijg/s400/untitled.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514538336578281922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We got back that evening (knowing our car was safely parked), really worn out but very fulfilled. After showers and prayers, we headed down to the marina for the nightmarket and just a night view of the docks and city. It was going to be our last night in Barcelona and there was actually so much more to see so we wanted to make the most of it !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TIeVXG7h3CI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/JcmapiyLhSo/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TIeVXG7h3CI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/JcmapiyLhSo/s400/untitled.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514540492968287266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TIeVp31UDHI/AAAAAAAAAuY/_WtaxD-qs8g/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TIeVp31UDHI/AAAAAAAAAuY/_WtaxD-qs8g/s400/untitled.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514540815333198962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Day 2 of our Spain tour was just a taster of what was to come in the next couple of days!&lt;br /&gt;Keep watching this space!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/4538583998411523600-3434969260564000704?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/3434969260564000704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=3434969260564000704&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/3434969260564000704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/3434969260564000704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2010/09/day-2-ola-barcelona.html' title='Day 2: Ola Barcelona!!'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TIUSVxoCM_I/AAAAAAAAAtw/G3wzS1xcQ_Q/s72-c/36478_10150205658160720_702825719_13277090_6924216_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-2141227522981436183</id><published>2010-09-05T22:55:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T14:56:50.532+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Viva espana!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I know this post is long overdue, but I definitely owe it out there to the ppl who have been asking for new posts! haha :) Lets just pretend, Its just happened! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;To summarize up Spain would be impossible. So I'll give you a day by day account of what we did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;DAY1:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Our flight was on time and check in was smooth except for the one minor fact that I was the only one stopped at customs for making the metal detector go off. It just gave the three other boys, Adli, Luke and Bobo a chance to see me get felt up most inappropriately. If you ask me, I personally think they were out to give me a hard time ! Its all a conspiracy I say! :P hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;The almost 2 and a half hour flight went without a glitch and as soon as we arrived in Barcelona airport, we went straight to pick up our rental car. Minor setback: Luke's credit card was blocked from making overseas transactions but that was cleared after 2/3 phonecalls. So we drove into town without a GPS, we decided we were clever enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;to navigate roads...I mean how hard could it be to follow signs eh ? WRONGGG! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Note to self: When you're in a country where you dont speak their language, BRING A DICTIONARY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Fair enough, the main roads were fairly easy to navigate, but once we got into town... Nightmare! it took us almost 2 hours to find our hotel which wasnt far off from the place we kept circling! Now, after that we parked the car, checked into the hotel and decided to foot it into town rather than taking the car to avoid so much hassle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513806780896328130" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TIT6Dcd3OcI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/O8ibqX9us1c/s400/abc+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TIT6D9OvQBI/AAAAAAAAAtY/a1gAiWf-p5E/s1600/abc+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513806789691260946" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TIT6D9OvQBI/AAAAAAAAAtY/a1gAiWf-p5E/s400/abc+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;We walked along the Marina, Las Ramblas - street of arts and performers, visited the La Boquiera market, peeked into the Hard rock cafe and just gaped in awe at the beautiful architecture in Barcelona - thanks to Gaudi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TIT6EUC8x5I/AAAAAAAAAtg/3YPZ9kRI9_Y/s1600/abc+072.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513806795815831442" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TIT6EUC8x5I/AAAAAAAAAtg/3YPZ9kRI9_Y/s400/abc+072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TIT6Ew_hxII/AAAAAAAAAto/bXt6JDmCH9M/s1600/abc+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; display: block; height: 400px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513806803586106498" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TIT6Ew_hxII/AAAAAAAAAto/bXt6JDmCH9M/s400/abc+061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Now for the funny part. (well we sure dint think so at the time!)&lt;br /&gt;What would you do, if you parked your car in a spot, went for lunch/a walk, came back and your car was, POOF!!.. gone?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Yeappppp peeps, exactly what happened! Oh the dramaaa! In all the frantics, we found out our car had been towed and sent to the compound. &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 15px;font-size:small;" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 15px;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;€200 euros out the window just to get it out of the compounds! And on the FIRST day as well! Our pockets took a heavy blow to be honest. It was supposed to be a budget travel!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 15px;font-size:small;" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 15px;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I think that kinda spoiled everyone's mood for the night. We were supposed to head for the beach and watch the fireworks of the San Juan festival which went on all through the night but after the stressful panic we had earlier in the evening, everyone was just happy to call it a night really. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 15px;font-size:small;" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 15px;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Day 1, thats a wrap! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 15px;font-size:small;" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 15px;font-size:small;" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/4538583998411523600-2141227522981436183?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/2141227522981436183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=2141227522981436183&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/2141227522981436183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/2141227522981436183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2010/09/viva-espana.html' title='Viva espana!'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TIT6Dcd3OcI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/O8ibqX9us1c/s72-c/abc+027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-2511195885366878823</id><published>2010-07-12T22:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T01:44:27.264+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks for a great year Manchester. Its been swell</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After exams finished for everyone, it was time to think about leaving and saying goodbyes. My least favorite part. So before that, let me entertain you with some happy pictures of WhitFest, which was an event held at the halls I was living in. I tell you what,  out of all the university student halls. Whitworth Park has got to be THE best ever. I mean, it could not be any closer to uni, there's a McDonalds and Subway literally across the road, a halal takeaway on its doorstep, The Oxford Pub which serves the best lasagna ever (yummmm), McColls - a small newsagent for basic necessities, Greggs - perfect for a quick breakfast or lunch and to work off all that fat, a free gym which I made quite good use of! So you see my dears, its the best place ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TDnr8aDNSEI/AAAAAAAAAsY/p_7qDhU7DLA/s1600/abc+143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TDnr8aDNSEI/AAAAAAAAAsY/p_7qDhU7DLA/s400/abc+143.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492680643572484162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TDnr8xNcqyI/AAAAAAAAAsg/WVF8g4DuU0g/s1600/abc+161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TDnr8xNcqyI/AAAAAAAAAsg/WVF8g4DuU0g/s400/abc+161.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492680649789451042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TDnr98z0lYI/AAAAAAAAAso/G9lzNNR_FNs/s1600/abc+167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TDnr98z0lYI/AAAAAAAAAso/G9lzNNR_FNs/s400/abc+167.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492680670083061122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TDnr-SPX2kI/AAAAAAAAAsw/_YXuy_HhexI/s1600/abc+178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TDnr-SPX2kI/AAAAAAAAAsw/_YXuy_HhexI/s400/abc+178.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492680675835763266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TDnr-_9WM1I/AAAAAAAAAs4/Ww-7HiI5wMY/s1600/abc+183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TDnr-_9WM1I/AAAAAAAAAs4/Ww-7HiI5wMY/s400/abc+183.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492680688108188498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the past few days, me and Nia have spent a lot of time together being the only two people left in the flat at the time and I think, it was then that I really got the chance to know Nia inside out. We cooked, we bitched about the other flatmate...(not the singularity of the subject)  we shared stories of relationships and friendships. She told me the story of how she met Gregory Moss-Combes, her soulmate and I told her about my person. She came up with a name; Mr. Cute/Mr. Perfect. She said I could pick either one. We grew closer which made parting ways even harder. I think at the end of the term, both of us had wished we had spent more time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TDuzs7_8GNI/AAAAAAAAAtA/ktlEE1eAkLI/s1600/DSC02090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TDuzs7_8GNI/AAAAAAAAAtA/ktlEE1eAkLI/s400/DSC02090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493181755109939410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; And &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;within the past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; week, not only did I have to say goodbye to my friends, I had to find a house to live in for next year, pack up all my stuff, plan the Spain Summer Trip, andddd I also had to leave my tiny, but cosy room. My safe haven for the past year. My comfort zone. THAT, i gotta admit, was hard. With so many things going on in such a small space of time, I was so overwhelmed with emotion I was left, teary-eyed and speechless.Who can blame a girl right. There's only so much one can handle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there's nothing that a good nights sleep cant solve ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up: Summer en Españaaaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-2511195885366878823?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/2511195885366878823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=2511195885366878823&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/2511195885366878823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/2511195885366878823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2010/07/thanks-for-great-year-manchester-its.html' title='Thanks for a great year Manchester. Its been swell'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TDnr8aDNSEI/AAAAAAAAAsY/p_7qDhU7DLA/s72-c/abc+143.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-1845109075159676585</id><published>2010-07-06T13:42:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T10:46:52.436+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm in Manchester b*tch!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Due to the unavailability of internet access at the new house (which I will be telling you all about...soon) I've had to resort to squatting at my sister's house to update this blog. Moving onnnnn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After results, nothing else calls calls for...Ce-le-bration time cmonnnn! :)&lt;br /&gt;Mo, one of my course mate organized an early birthday party cum last dental social of the year as freshers. And knowing Mo's standards, it was probably going to be THE party of the year. There was a lot of hype about it before the end of exams since Mo had sent out invites about a month before the actual event. In my opinion, it was a bit overrated... but I enjoyed myself partying it out with the dents all the same !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TDWc5b_jtRI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/6Tk6Ko-bCB0/s1600/abc+099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TDWc5b_jtRI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/6Tk6Ko-bCB0/s400/abc+099.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491467831229003026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the night, things got a bit emotional. None of us could actually believe how quickly a whole year had gone by. *blink blink blink* ________ Gone!&lt;br /&gt;Its only one fifth of the journey that we still have left together. And I intend to savor every moment while it lasts !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-1845109075159676585?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/1845109075159676585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=1845109075159676585&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/1845109075159676585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/1845109075159676585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-in-manchester-btch.html' title='I&apos;m in Manchester b*tch!'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TDWc5b_jtRI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/6Tk6Ko-bCB0/s72-c/abc+099.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-8128640506954111600</id><published>2010-07-05T21:28:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T00:10:38.921+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Post exam syndrome.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Righttttt.. so exams were over and done with just over a month ago right. And ever since, its been very hectic with parties, moving out, goodbyes and summer plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Manchester weather was so lovely after exams that there was only one thing left to do really ! Picnics, frisbee and barbecues in the parkkkkkk! Picnics with the dents, the CKK, the flatmates, the frenchie, and on just so many occasions that I lost count ! It could sometimes be a planned and organized one, complete with a picnic blanket and well prepared food or it could just be a spontaneous lunch date and random gossips ! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the pictures of sun and greenery !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TDJXwd7j5nI/AAAAAAAAAsI/XAMaD313u6Q/s1600/abc+140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TDJXwd7j5nI/AAAAAAAAAsI/XAMaD313u6Q/s400/abc+140.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490547385897838194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TDJWY5uvlJI/AAAAAAAAArg/aLbl1REK5MQ/s1600/abc+117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TDJWY5uvlJI/AAAAAAAAArg/aLbl1REK5MQ/s400/abc+117.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490545881531782290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TDJWatgxFOI/AAAAAAAAArw/FVMo9M0fxOE/s1600/abc+122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TDJWatgxFOI/AAAAAAAAArw/FVMo9M0fxOE/s400/abc+122.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490545912611673314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TDJXfhIs_BI/AAAAAAAAAsA/GaZAwS08_VM/s1600/abc+156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TDJXfhIs_BI/AAAAAAAAAsA/GaZAwS08_VM/s400/abc+156.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490547094700489746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TDJQtQttP7I/AAAAAAAAArQ/rfAe8sNXmuA/s1600/abc+168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TDJQtQttP7I/AAAAAAAAArQ/rfAe8sNXmuA/s400/abc+168.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490539634229067698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TDJWbPXXZ4I/AAAAAAAAAr4/HaBDwD9djV8/s1600/abc+189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TDJWbPXXZ4I/AAAAAAAAAr4/HaBDwD9djV8/s400/abc+189.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490545921699047298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TDJQtQttP7I/AAAAAAAAArQ/rfAe8sNXmuA/s1600/abc+168.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I dint have to wait very long for my results, a whopping TWO WHOLE days! hahaha, how efficient of Manchester University eh ? On results day, I was already setting off to Leeds for the weekend to visit Nad cause ever since I got the the UK, she's been to see me TWICE where as I was yet to set foot in Leeds ! So results had to wait till Monday. Not a very pleasant feeling when all your peers are calling you up asking about how you did the WHOLE weekend I tell you that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah everything turned out well :)&lt;br /&gt;I passed with Honors, which means I did better than I expected to so I was pretty happy with myself. Although next semester maybe I'll try getting the Distinction. You gotta move forward right ! haha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just the start of my summer. Keep watching this space. There's more to come! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-8128640506954111600?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/8128640506954111600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=8128640506954111600&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/8128640506954111600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/8128640506954111600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2010/07/post-exam-syndrome.html' title='Post exam syndrome.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/TDJXwd7j5nI/AAAAAAAAAsI/XAMaD313u6Q/s72-c/abc+140.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-285842883084250555</id><published>2010-07-03T20:59:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T21:07:09.660+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Breather.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize my last post was a little over a month ago but believe me, I have my reasons . Over the next few days, I'll slowly be posting updates on happenings around me. So, watch this space aite ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-285842883084250555?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/285842883084250555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=285842883084250555&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/285842883084250555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/285842883084250555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2010/07/breather.html' title='Breather.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-3524123205370663981</id><published>2010-05-26T20:08:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T21:36:39.139+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Orgasm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l2ro1erlxw1qzmz3mo1_r1_500.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l2v5au1mwV1qal4lpo1_r1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 386px; height: 424px;" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l2v5au1mwV1qal4lpo1_r1_500.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l2v5au1mwV1qal4lpo1_r1_500.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"I pick you. I choose you. You dont get to die on me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Grey's anatomy 6x24 Death and All His Friends (via&lt;a href="http://unclear-sky.tumblr.com"&gt; unclearsky&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGeeeeeeee. How orgasmic was the finale of Greys eh ? It was so intense, I cried, laughed, held my breath all at the same time, watching it felt like an orgasm. Hahaha. I dont think I remember an more nail-digging finale ever, although I have been informed that this season's finale of GG is equally distressing as well. I love Mer-Der relationship. I love Arizona-Callie's lesbian partnership. I love Sloan-little grey-Alex triangle, lets just say, I love greys eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say 'Aye' if you agree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-3524123205370663981?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/3524123205370663981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=3524123205370663981&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/3524123205370663981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/3524123205370663981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2010/05/orgasm.html' title='Orgasm.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-4006613611130641493</id><published>2010-05-25T23:20:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T00:03:13.669+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l2egh7WJux1qzmz3mo1_r1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 380px; height: 427px;" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l2egh7WJux1qzmz3mo1_r1_500.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MEREDITH&lt;/strong&gt;: See this? Right here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CRISTINA&lt;/strong&gt;:  Uh huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MEREDITH&lt;/strong&gt;: This is your room. You have a  room at the new house in the woods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CRISTINA&lt;/strong&gt;: My own  room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MEREDITH&lt;/strong&gt;: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CRISTINA&lt;/strong&gt;:  Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Grey’s Anatomy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;6x22 Shiny Happy People &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(via &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://fuckyeahgreysmcnatomy.tumblr.com/"&gt;fuckyeahgreysmcnatomy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We used to be like this. dysfunctional, but we make it work.&lt;br /&gt;IMY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-4006613611130641493?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/4006613611130641493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=4006613611130641493&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/4006613611130641493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/4006613611130641493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2010/05/quote.html' title='Quote.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-6248532799612908440</id><published>2010-05-16T07:51:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T08:45:02.138+01:00</updated><title type='text'>How long ? ....Forever and ever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S_JFZ5NwteI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EP5W_5JOvtU/s1600/tumblr_kznr7cY9HP1qa3phh.htm"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S_JFZ5NwteI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EP5W_5JOvtU/s400/tumblr_kznr7cY9HP1qa3phh.htm" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472512808366159330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;via &lt;a href="http://justkiki.tumblr.com/"&gt;justkiki&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-6248532799612908440?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/6248532799612908440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=6248532799612908440&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/6248532799612908440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/6248532799612908440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2010/05/how-long-forever-and-ever.html' title='How long ? ....Forever and ever.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S_JFZ5NwteI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EP5W_5JOvtU/s72-c/tumblr_kznr7cY9HP1qa3phh.htm' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-4050592663446368680</id><published>2010-05-15T01:37:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T02:06:01.435+01:00</updated><title type='text'>As if I dint already have so much on my plate.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was having a lazy Friday afternoon today. After that massive lunch with some dents, looking back on how we just had our last class for the whole of Freshers year,I decided to give myself the rest of the afternoon off. And after doing some nosy blogrolling, Ham's post which you can read &lt;a href="http://ilham5ive.blogspot.com/2010/05/bakteria-ada-di-mana-mana-hehe.html#links"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, struck a nerve with me. I dont quite know why. So after that, I just had this twitching urge to clean my laptop keyboard!!! So guess what ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;BEFORE....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S-3u2Dh1EKI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/kpTnZ1fFkRw/s1600/abc+096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S-3u2Dh1EKI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/kpTnZ1fFkRw/s400/abc+096.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471291734752563362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; ....DURING....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S-3u1leAS1I/AAAAAAAAAqI/B91IHYWOVvM/s1600/abc+097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S-3u1leAS1I/AAAAAAAAAqI/B91IHYWOVvM/s400/abc+097.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471291726683458386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S-3u1QE4HJI/AAAAAAAAAqA/GpjRqfnZBe4/s1600/abc+098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S-3u1QE4HJI/AAAAAAAAAqA/GpjRqfnZBe4/s400/abc+098.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471291720940919954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S-3u08f5ANI/AAAAAAAAAp4/nAdZfSlwofM/s1600/abc+099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S-3u08f5ANI/AAAAAAAAAp4/nAdZfSlwofM/s400/abc+099.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471291715685515474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;VOILAAA! The end-product ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S-3u2XI1zCI/AAAAAAAAAqY/MmP3mRqG1eE/s1600/abc+100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S-3u2XI1zCI/AAAAAAAAAqY/MmP3mRqG1eE/s400/abc+100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471291740016462882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Even though it took me a good two hours to properly wipe down each and every key, I am well chuffed with the result! Look how shiny my baby VAIO looks! Its brand spankingly shiny new!!!! I'm falling in love all over again with youuuuu!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha Ham, I hope I made you proud! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psssttt: Wanna know a secret? I have an exam exactly a week today !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-4050592663446368680?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/4050592663446368680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=4050592663446368680&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/4050592663446368680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/4050592663446368680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2010/05/as-if-i-dint-already-have-so-much-on-my.html' title='As if I dint already have so much on my plate.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S-3u2Dh1EKI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/kpTnZ1fFkRw/s72-c/abc+096.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-6351461664583343240</id><published>2010-05-12T21:30:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T21:34:04.874+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Eat your heart out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting today onwards, I go by the name, "Affesa".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S-sQeGUcVuI/AAAAAAAAApw/AAOTadu91eE/s1600/abc+095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S-sQeGUcVuI/AAAAAAAAApw/AAOTadu91eE/s400/abc+095.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470484281650075362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For you Ole, A thousand times over ! ♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/4538583998411523600-6351461664583343240?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/6351461664583343240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=6351461664583343240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/6351461664583343240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/6351461664583343240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2010/05/eat-your-heart-out.html' title='Eat your heart out.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S-sQeGUcVuI/AAAAAAAAApw/AAOTadu91eE/s72-c/abc+095.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-7660282797101867806</id><published>2010-05-09T05:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T01:17:31.093+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Introvert phase.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wish I was outside, playing basketball right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S-dPdY9wy1I/AAAAAAAAApg/k4XIxiS-3v0/s1600/abc+086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S-dPdY9wy1I/AAAAAAAAApg/k4XIxiS-3v0/s400/abc+086.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469427638801058642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Butttt... due to the fact that exams are coming up in less than a fortnight, I am now declaring myself to be a social outcast ! No more crazy Friday nights ! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-7660282797101867806?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/7660282797101867806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=7660282797101867806&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/7660282797101867806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/7660282797101867806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2010/05/introvert-phase.html' title='Introvert phase.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S-dPdY9wy1I/AAAAAAAAApg/k4XIxiS-3v0/s72-c/abc+086.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-4436755756751629080</id><published>2010-05-05T09:06:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T17:21:54.255+01:00</updated><title type='text'>On a livelier note.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What happened in clinics  yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dentist: Hello sir, how can I be of assistance today ?&lt;br /&gt;Patient:  I want this tooth extracted. *points to one of his molars*&lt;br /&gt;Dentist:  Can you tell me what the problem is ?&lt;br /&gt;Patient: *hushed voice* I'm  getting radio signals from aliens. It throbs every time I receive a  message!&lt;br /&gt;Dentist: T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my last few posts were of very  depressing "genre", I'm switching modes now. Lets talk about happy  things !&lt;br /&gt;I passed my ECDL computer test today which was a big relief.  If I dint, then turned out I wouldnt be able to sit for my final exams  in May. Now how disastrous would that be to my summer plans ?! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ayah&lt;/span&gt; dan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mamaku&lt;/span&gt; will be coming for the summer for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Along's&lt;/span&gt; graduation and we'll probably  be heading to Romaaaaaa! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else, what else ?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I am  currently getting myself in shape with gym workouts and healthy eating  (starving) haha :P Summer is near and we need to show off the bikini  bod. HAHAHAHA. nahh, I'm doing it for my self-satisfaction. Really is a  morale booster when you're tight in all the right places and not out of  breath after the climb to your second floor flat! So yeah, screw all you  critics who been calling me 'chubby'! muahaha! *evil laugh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right,  I think enough of procrastinating now. Its back to work ! Finals start  on the 21st of May. Jot that down in your calendar, on your arm so you  can wish me luck when the time comes, sure am gonna be needing it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrivederci!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: Just warming up my italian! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-4436755756751629080?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/4436755756751629080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=4436755756751629080&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/4436755756751629080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/4436755756751629080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2010/05/on-livelier-note.html' title='On a livelier note.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-8640232464493188673</id><published>2010-04-29T23:00:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T23:02:54.430+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l1mfhbW7gK1qznzy2o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 396px; height: 321px;" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l1mfhbW7gK1qznzy2o1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;via &lt;a href="http://poeticheartache.tumblr.com/"&gt;poetocheartache&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-8640232464493188673?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/8640232464493188673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=8640232464493188673&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/8640232464493188673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/8640232464493188673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2010/05/photo.html' title='Photo.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-5593450814849562175</id><published>2010-04-28T23:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T23:41:20.578+01:00</updated><title type='text'>You should have known.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kzw3ud7G941qaihy2o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 384px; height: 149px;" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kzw3ud7G941qaihy2o1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Do I not at least deserve an explanation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-5593450814849562175?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/5593450814849562175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=5593450814849562175&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/5593450814849562175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/5593450814849562175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2010/05/you-should-have-known.html' title='You should have known.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-5133310430774547537</id><published>2010-04-28T15:03:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T22:58:12.666+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Sunday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rightttt, I'm in a writing mood at the moment !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was only up till today when one of my classmates asked how my Easter was that I remembered I hadnt posted anything on it. Donch woryyyyyy, I am here to deliver! For those of you not interested in reading about my travels to the countryside, feel free to hit the Alt+F4 button now :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after I got back from Amsterdam, I had a few days to get my life sorted out. Unpack, and REpack cause I was gonna spend a few days over at the Olivers' down in Stoke. It was Easter weekend and there was going to be a big lunch with family members coming in from Wales and Bournemouth. Easter lunch plans were nearly upset because we forgot that shops were closed on Easter Sunday and we had used the last of the chicken to cook fajita wraps the night before. But, Carolyn made do with what they had, chicken quorn stew and baked potatoes, with honeycomb ice cream for dessert ! And yeah, what Easter would be complete without annnnn... EGG HUNT!!! :D Rowan and I had so much fun hiding the eggs that I could hardly contain myself from telling Rowan's nieces where all of them actually were. We're really little kids at heart you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S9tOfd-_ikI/AAAAAAAAAog/y7SlObIS8Hk/s1600/abc+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S9tOfd-_ikI/AAAAAAAAAog/y7SlObIS8Hk/s400/abc+026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466048875275979330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Millie and Jessica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S9tOf9hvNJI/AAAAAAAAAoo/cpr-QrO4Hps/s1600/abc+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S9tOf9hvNJI/AAAAAAAAAoo/cpr-QrO4Hps/s400/abc+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466048883743208594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just kinda chilled the day after that caused everyone was just pretty much worn out from yesterday and couldnt be asked to move our asses. We did some light grocery shopping, had lunch at The Roaches tea room which was reaallllyyy english! Oatcakes was the specialty and it was alright, but I wasnt head over heels. I never was into healthy foods! I opted for an omelette with cheese and mushrooms instead :P It was overlooking the Staffordshire valleys, very picturesque. We also drove round the peak district, the whole way, Neil and Carolyn being our local tourguide, telling me AND Rowan stories about the village and area. Neil grew up there so he knows the roads, the people like the back of his hand ! Mind you, its just a small little village, Old Endon, Leek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S9yiz1lE9zI/AAAAAAAAApY/JI71f1XVB_c/s1600/abc+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S9yiz1lE9zI/AAAAAAAAApY/JI71f1XVB_c/s400/abc+073.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466423059160561458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S9tOgIpMjsI/AAAAAAAAAow/epqf_dqrUQE/s1600/Untitled-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 537px; height: 149px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S9tOgIpMjsI/AAAAAAAAAow/epqf_dqrUQE/s400/Untitled-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466048886727282370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day, Neil was back in work and it was just me, Rowan and Carolyn left to explore more of the village. We wanted to visit &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Little_Moreton_Hall"&gt;Little Moreton Hall&lt;/a&gt; but unfortunately when we got there, it was closed so we just traipsed the outside and its gardens. With its wonky frame, it looked like it came out of a Dr. Seuss' book.We climbed up to the highest peak of the Staffordshire/Cheshire border called &lt;a href="http://www.mowcop.com/"&gt;Mow Cop&lt;/a&gt;, where on one side was the Staffordshire hills and valleys and on the other, was the Cheshire plains. Breathtaking view! The wind up on Mow cop was so strong it nearly blew me off my feet ! but I think the fresh air did me good ! :) Had lunch at the canal, sandwiches and chips and in the evening, me, Anna and Ro went to the stables for some horse riding lessons. Apart from a crazy runaway horse, the lesson was pretty standard if you ask me. Walk, trot, canter, Walk trot canter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S9yhNh1Pe7I/AAAAAAAAAo4/QrSbONBWgmg/s1600/DSC00740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S9yhNh1Pe7I/AAAAAAAAAo4/QrSbONBWgmg/s400/DSC00740.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466421301512993714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S9yhOOYQAjI/AAAAAAAAApA/RVP_NNtxLt4/s1600/DSC00753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S9yhOOYQAjI/AAAAAAAAApA/RVP_NNtxLt4/s400/DSC00753.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466421313470988850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S9yiQvMXNMI/AAAAAAAAApI/n4NYcUzmXy4/s1600/DSC00790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S9yiQvMXNMI/AAAAAAAAApI/n4NYcUzmXy4/s400/DSC00790.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466422456150865090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;By the time we got home that evening, dinner was already ready. We had fishcake pie with mash that night and then into Hangley town for a night out with some of Ro's homies. And I tell you this, a night out in Hangley can actually make you miss Manchester! hahaha it was THAT terrible !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S9yizXP-kSI/AAAAAAAAApQ/d70g6BxtPsQ/s1600/abc+087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S9yizXP-kSI/AAAAAAAAApQ/d70g6BxtPsQ/s400/abc+087.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466423051018998050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that wraps up my Easter for you.&lt;br /&gt;Toodlie Dooooo!&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-5133310430774547537?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/5133310430774547537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=5133310430774547537&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/5133310430774547537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/5133310430774547537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-sunday.html' title='Easter Sunday.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S9tOfd-_ikI/AAAAAAAAAog/y7SlObIS8Hk/s72-c/abc+026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-7465036798011549986</id><published>2010-04-27T08:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T18:28:21.610+01:00</updated><title type='text'>In my head.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The song currently on loop on my iTunes :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I first heard it cause this certain guy loves Ne-yo and he's always talking about how he wishes Ne-yo was the one who ended up with Rihanna, and how he's similar to Ne-yo in many ways. And so he posted this song on his facebook page a while ago. hmm.. reminiscing :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EfxTsn3fvqw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EfxTsn3fvqw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-7465036798011549986?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/7465036798011549986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=7465036798011549986&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/7465036798011549986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/7465036798011549986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2010/04/in-my-head.html' title='In my head.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-3555391048977431629</id><published>2010-04-13T02:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T17:58:55.755+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Righttttt.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Right, so lets get down to business then ! Two weeks into Easter break and I've only just ate the last of my chocolate eggs that I got for Easter. I've just had under a week recovering from the travels of an overseas student ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travel numero uno : Amsterdam !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a five day trip with a day on both ends spent on the mini-cruise. So we only really spent 3 days in the city of Amsterdam which I dint think was really enough ! The cruise took us 13 hours on rough seas which I dint take very well on the way back but we did get to see the breath taking sun rise and set over the horizon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1.&lt;br /&gt;The stoopid ship was late and on addition to the change to British Summer Time that day, it practically derailed some of the things we had planned for the afternoon. It was a 45 minute bus ride from the Felison Terminal. Thoroughly enjoyable watching the different architectural structures,very different from both the UK and Malaysia. The houses were uneven in height. Some long and tall, some short and boxy. It was really funny to see.&lt;br /&gt;So, we got to the youth hostel, checked in and since we were short on time, we just decided to explore the city for the rest of the day. Dint do anything in particular just kinda walked around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S8SCqKEJdrI/AAAAAAAAAnM/SANHzyYVHgA/s1600/abc+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 278px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S8SCqKEJdrI/AAAAAAAAAnM/SANHzyYVHgA/s400/abc+058.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459632309047752370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S8SCqm0jqXI/AAAAAAAAAnU/ht7ciZ21rQk/s1600/abc+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S8SCqm0jqXI/AAAAAAAAAnU/ht7ciZ21rQk/s400/abc+088.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459632316766988658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S8SJrE0DbII/AAAAAAAAAnc/6q8etqnKTto/s1600/DSC_0898+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S8SJrE0DbII/AAAAAAAAAnc/6q8etqnKTto/s400/DSC_0898+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459640021399334018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;bumped into some locals from a gay parade :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2.&lt;br /&gt;We decided to get our asses moving early and get as much sight seeing done ! Problem was, I dint think we really knew where we were heading to. Talk about being a bit under prepared eh. But all that was water under the bridge as we managed to have an awesome day anyway ! Beautiful flowers which Holland is famous for was a must-see at the Keukenhof gardens. Only disappointment was that the famous tulip fields werent yet blossoming until late April. Dang.&lt;br /&gt;Then it was off to Den Haag, to a place called Madurodam. A place to explore all of Holland in a day ! I can remember going when I was really small even then I felt like a giant among the miniatures !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S8SRnbu1WJI/AAAAAAAAAnk/QStzUU6dQa4/s1600/IMG_0665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S8SRnbu1WJI/AAAAAAAAAnk/QStzUU6dQa4/s400/IMG_0665.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459648754925000850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S8SRoPG-bmI/AAAAAAAAAns/hEYkcWbwvqg/s1600/IMG_0721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S8SRoPG-bmI/AAAAAAAAAns/hEYkcWbwvqg/s400/IMG_0721.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459648768716467810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S8SSpuvsd_I/AAAAAAAAAn0/slqqg5POrPM/s1600/abc+228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S8SSpuvsd_I/AAAAAAAAAn0/slqqg5POrPM/s400/abc+228.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459649893900253170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night life in Amsterdam is another fascinating topic but I think I might just keep that to myself but one thing I can tell you, it's a must-experience-yourself thing. All I have to say is, WOAH. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S8SV4OZYO4I/AAAAAAAAAn8/13ggwd64lfs/s1600/abc+116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S8SV4OZYO4I/AAAAAAAAAn8/13ggwd64lfs/s400/abc+116.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459653441449638786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hmmm... The district ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3.&lt;br /&gt;We had a pretty slow start to the day as the boys were a bit worn out from the night before. tut tuttt. ;) Plus the thought of having to go back in the evening was a bit of a put off to do anything as well. I practically had to shoo them out of bed to get them to breakfast! Then it was off for another day of city sight seeing. I wanted to go round on the many bikes they have but one of us dint know how to ride a bike so scratch that T.T&lt;br /&gt;And thennn, it was back to Manchesterrrrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S8ShApGSIwI/AAAAAAAAAoE/HLVNWzPMxGs/s1600/abc+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S8ShApGSIwI/AAAAAAAAAoE/HLVNWzPMxGs/s400/abc+070.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459665680684163842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S8Sib0MQ-fI/AAAAAAAAAoU/m64SxPRo5Mk/s1600/DSC_1178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S8Sib0MQ-fI/AAAAAAAAAoU/m64SxPRo5Mk/s400/DSC_1178.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459667247030139378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S8SibS5Mv9I/AAAAAAAAAoM/VxxRY04P_HE/s1600/abc+197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S8SibS5Mv9I/AAAAAAAAAoM/VxxRY04P_HE/s400/abc+197.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459667238091800530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thats bye bye Amsterdam !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-3555391048977431629?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/3555391048977431629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=3555391048977431629&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/3555391048977431629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/3555391048977431629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2010/04/righttttt.html' title='Righttttt.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S8SCqKEJdrI/AAAAAAAAAnM/SANHzyYVHgA/s72-c/abc+058.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-1591146668334830913</id><published>2010-04-07T20:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T01:55:40.869+01:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Stress messes  with your head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I did a bad thing tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so disgusted with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-1591146668334830913?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/1591146668334830913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=1591146668334830913&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/1591146668334830913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/1591146668334830913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-4361944694821982517</id><published>2010-04-04T11:41:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T13:42:15.580+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Zassss.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I owe everyone a massive update on how Amsterdam was, but I just havent had the time to properly sit down and do it. I'm currently sitting on the porch of Rowan's house (remember I was invited for Easter?) and we've just finished hiding Easter eggs around the back yard for Jessica and Millie, Rowan's nieces to hunt for! Its gonna be a fun Easter ! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I promise to give you a play-by-play of what I've been up to when I get back ok !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Toddlie dooooo !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-4361944694821982517?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/4361944694821982517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=4361944694821982517&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/4361944694821982517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/4361944694821982517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2010/04/zassss.html' title='Zassss.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-8872952042060653703</id><published>2010-03-25T23:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-04-01T12:49:38.525+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving.. On a cruise ship</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to Amsterdam people! :D&lt;br /&gt;See you when I get back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayonaraaaaaaa!!&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-8872952042060653703?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/8872952042060653703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=8872952042060653703&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/8872952042060653703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/8872952042060653703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2010/03/leaving-on-cruise-ship.html' title='Leaving.. On a cruise ship'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-2696207003130793930</id><published>2010-03-24T19:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-04-01T12:50:26.214+01:00</updated><title type='text'>♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-UOoNZWZyKQ&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-UOoNZWZyKQ&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="430" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-2696207003130793930?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/2696207003130793930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=2696207003130793930&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/2696207003130793930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/2696207003130793930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title='&amp;hearts;'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-4600174123426619641</id><published>2010-03-15T09:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-03-15T16:31:23.439Z</updated><title type='text'>Debate of the century.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Quote of the week :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" That's some ol' skool phone you got there dude! What is that, like from the 20th century? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm using my Sony Ericsson W810i at the mo. Decent phone. Enough for you to make and receive calls on, but definitely not something very 'current'. But whats stopping me from getting a new one? Ingenious little devices called the Blackberry and iPhone that is! Cheeky little buggers they are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help me people!&lt;br /&gt;Which one ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://9gag.com/photo/19186_full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 373px;" src="http://9gag.com/photo/19186_full.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;via &lt;a href="http://9gag.com/"&gt;♥9GAG&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-4600174123426619641?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/4600174123426619641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=4600174123426619641&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/4600174123426619641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/4600174123426619641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2010/03/debate-of-century.html' title='Debate of the century.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-7490936686312770827</id><published>2010-03-08T15:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-03-09T01:14:13.792Z</updated><title type='text'>Post-season analysis.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5WgrJ8qd-I/AAAAAAAAAnE/3mmQhlnNLXg/s1600-h/n61408823_38123239_6155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 233px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5WgrJ8qd-I/AAAAAAAAAnE/3mmQhlnNLXg/s400/n61408823_38123239_6155.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446435987639662562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With last week's game against Edinburgh, the&lt;a href="http://www.bucs.org.uk/fl/api.asp?apiStartCode=sports:7"&gt; BUCS&lt;/a&gt; season is done and dusted for the uni basketball team. And I have to say, it ended on quite a sour note having had an absolute fantastic unbeatable winning streak in the League Games. We made the playoffs, being top in division 1A and we had games against Nottingham Trent and Edinburgh to decide who goes to the Premier Division for next season. and I can say, we screwed that up !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Against Nottingham Trent, who were the Midlands conference champions, we were on FIREEEE..... at least up till the last 2 minutes or-so. They had 3 national players but they were pretty much the only people who touched the ball. And the most frustrating thing was, we threw away a 15-point lead to lose the game in the dying seconds. Pobre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Edinburgh however, it was a kinda different story all together. First, we had the disadvantage of playing an away game, which meant that not only did we have to sit through a four and a half hour bus ride all the way North of England, (and by the time we were there, everyone just wanted to sleep) , but they also had the upper hand of cheering home supporters. And they made full use of it ! With that said, losing to them dint feel as bad because they kinda were the better team anyway. They had set plays and an evenly distributed team where as we were just completely lost on offence and defence ! We had a few great moments when we were passing the ball around but other than that, it wasnt a game to be proud of. No rebounds on either end, cheap turnovers. tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just come back from the last training session of the season and I have to say I felt bummed that its ending so soon. How else am I gonna stay fit and what the hell am I going to do on Monday evenings nowadays! :(&lt;br /&gt;On a more cheerful note however, the team has done absolutely great the whole season and lets hope we come back next year more mature and ready to kick some ass! We still have the Christie cup on Wednesday, and then the curtains close on what has been an awesome, awesome season for the University of Manchester Women's basketball team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-7490936686312770827?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/7490936686312770827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=7490936686312770827&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/7490936686312770827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/7490936686312770827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2010/03/post-season-analysis.html' title='Post-season analysis.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5WgrJ8qd-I/AAAAAAAAAnE/3mmQhlnNLXg/s72-c/n61408823_38123239_6155.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-5111872999716562411</id><published>2010-03-02T17:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-03-05T01:03:31.973Z</updated><title type='text'>Confession.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BYEZoC_aI/AAAAAAAAAmc/7G4ugvg_EOU/s1600-h/love-you1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BYEZoC_aI/AAAAAAAAAmc/7G4ugvg_EOU/s400/love-you1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444948782112505250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;via&lt;a href="http://littlemiss.tumblr.com/"&gt; Half-Heartedly&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-5111872999716562411?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/5111872999716562411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=5111872999716562411&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/5111872999716562411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/5111872999716562411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2010/03/confession.html' title='Confession.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BYEZoC_aI/AAAAAAAAAmc/7G4ugvg_EOU/s72-c/love-you1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-6925405964417843314</id><published>2010-03-02T16:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-03-05T00:56:40.491Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;h2&gt;The best part about being in-love is when you just love a person &amp;amp; you are happy about it. Even if that person can never be yours, even if you know it can’t last forever. That’s the true essence of love – It’s not about winning someone &amp;amp; it’s not about owning a relationship. It’s about being happy because you know you’ve loved someone &amp;amp; it’s about being guiltless because you know that you didn’t take away someone from anybody. You just loved, and loved unselfishly.&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;via&lt;a href="http://ilikeprettythingss.tumblr.com/"&gt; ilikeprettythingss&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-6925405964417843314?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/6925405964417843314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=6925405964417843314&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/6925405964417843314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/6925405964417843314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2010/03/best-part-about-being-in-love-is-when.html' title=''/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-1294892281388704612</id><published>2010-03-02T15:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-03-05T00:37:00.989Z</updated><title type='text'>Laryn- whatttt?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Charlotte: Hey you ! How was your weekend?&lt;br /&gt;Peja: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(opens mouth to speak and.. ) *wheeezeee*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlotte: Pardon?&lt;br /&gt;Peja: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(opens mouth again and..) *wheezeee*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlotte: Err, maybe you should just stay home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm down with laryngitis guys.&lt;br /&gt;Big bummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-1294892281388704612?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/1294892281388704612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=1294892281388704612&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/1294892281388704612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/1294892281388704612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2010/03/laryn-whatttt.html' title='Laryn- whatttt?!'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-1285036332762970530</id><published>2010-03-02T15:35:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-03-02T18:12:52.232Z</updated><title type='text'>Manchester Games &amp; Rendezvous with the dents.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last Saturday the Malaysian Students Soc of Manchester held its annual Manchester games. Not such a great turnout as it clashed with the more renowned Sheffield Games but equally exciting ! :) I dint take part in any of the events as they dint have basketball for girls. I tried to push it with the committee but the were skeptical of being able to get team participation . Nevermind, i'll try again next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S41QxjV43FI/AAAAAAAAAl0/TfcCkbUu9dg/s1600-h/Picture+154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S41QxjV43FI/AAAAAAAAAl0/TfcCkbUu9dg/s400/Picture+154.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444096336791657554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S41QysnU9xI/AAAAAAAAAmE/yy6e3EWcFig/s1600-h/Picture+160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S41QysnU9xI/AAAAAAAAAmE/yy6e3EWcFig/s400/Picture+160.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444096356460590866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S41QyMlUbII/AAAAAAAAAl8/RU3XaERVN64/s1600-h/Picture+161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S41QyMlUbII/AAAAAAAAAl8/RU3XaERVN64/s400/Picture+161.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444096347862232194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I volunteered to help out at the Food fair, held in the Steve Biko building (Student Union), selling Krispy Kreme's for the society. Sale was pretty good which is the opposite of what I can say for my voice ! By the end of the fair, my throat felt itchy and sore and worst part was, I still had the Dental Ball to go to !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S41QzDCwANI/AAAAAAAAAmU/dmxmcj_wiZQ/s1600-h/Picture+202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S41QzDCwANI/AAAAAAAAAmU/dmxmcj_wiZQ/s400/Picture+202.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444096362481189074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That aside, the Casino Royale 007 themed Ball of 2010 was definitely THE highlight of the year so far. Everyone who came made an effort to dress up. The girls looking classy in gowns and dresses and the boys all dapper in their tux. There was champagne, roulette, photoshoot, towering chocolate fondues, a live band nad the dancefloor. Kudos the the Lowry Hotel for making it a success ! It actually reminded me of the UCSI prom we had in college! awhh, I miss the girls ! x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S41Qy7gJ0-I/AAAAAAAAAmM/N6D4JnxwREY/s1600-h/Picture+275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S41Qy7gJ0-I/AAAAAAAAAmM/N6D4JnxwREY/s400/Picture+275.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444096360457032674" 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/4538583998411523600-1285036332762970530?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/1285036332762970530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=1285036332762970530&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/1285036332762970530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/1285036332762970530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2010/03/manchester-games-rendezvous-with-dents.html' title='Manchester Games &amp; Rendezvous with the dents.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S41QxjV43FI/AAAAAAAAAl0/TfcCkbUu9dg/s72-c/Picture+154.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-8736993421460398343</id><published>2010-02-27T13:56:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-03-02T15:33:19.263Z</updated><title type='text'>Mon premier match de football !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I finally went to my first Man United football game since I arrived last September !&lt;br /&gt;Maryline works in the marketing department at Old Trafford and she got me and Pauline tickets to see the MU vs West Ham game. She even took us up to the VIP box! We made a right scene there. Come to think of it now, how embarassing ! :'') And as for the game, what more could you ask for eh on home grounds ? 3-0. Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S40uXDGb3zI/AAAAAAAAAls/fnMkVeyzoYo/s1600-h/Picture+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S40uXDGb3zI/AAAAAAAAAls/fnMkVeyzoYo/s400/Picture+065.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444058498064965426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont think I can do justice by just writing to describe the atmosphere in the theatre of dreams during the game. You have to experience it for yourself, then only you'll know! With the oooohhh's and the ahhhhh's that came out of every shot gone wide, and constant singing of,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Rooney, Rooney he's our man, if he cant score than no one can... Rooneyyyyy! Rooneyyyyy!"&lt;br /&gt;"Stand up for the champions *clapclap* Stand up for the champions *clapclapclap* "&lt;br /&gt;and,&lt;br /&gt;" Who's that faggot from Argentinaaaa..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was absolutely amazing even though we nearly froze to death in the cold. Towards the end of the match it was snowing ! and I thought we were near to Spring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S40uWt5HwqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/itaVqY37p18/s1600-h/Picture+114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S40uWt5HwqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/itaVqY37p18/s400/Picture+114.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444058492371976866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; UNITED! UNITED! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-8736993421460398343?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/8736993421460398343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=8736993421460398343&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/8736993421460398343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/8736993421460398343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2010/02/mon-premier-match-de-football.html' title='Mon premier match de football !'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S40uXDGb3zI/AAAAAAAAAls/fnMkVeyzoYo/s72-c/Picture+065.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-3099928429138389772</id><published>2010-02-25T09:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-02-25T17:24:04.502Z</updated><title type='text'>Quickie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Everytime I try to sit down and write a new post, I always end up procrastinating and eventually I've got loads and loads of story to tell, yet so little space to write in. I've kinda been doing a lot of traveling lately which also translates into me, being broke for the next couple of weeks! I think, since I last wrote, I've been to Stoke, to spend the weekend with the Olivers, York, for sightseeing with Pauline, and in Cardiff to see the Ninian girls ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A weekend at the Olivers' residence in classic Old Endon, Stoke, was just what I needed for a break from the stress of exam revision. I got the train, took a window seat and half an hour (and countless sheep) later, I was in Stoke. Rowan and Ben were there to meet me and we spent the day just wandering the streets of the nearest town, Leek . It was a nice quiet little town where tortoises were faster than people. It was really nice. I visited the stables, had tea at Ben's and just watched a home movie with the whole of the Oliver household (including Kitty the Tabby Cat! ). To be honest, I was a bit nervous going over, but the Oliver's were genuinely very nice people and made me feel very welcomed! Anddd, I acted like a proper guest, with the 'please', and 'thank yous' and now I'm invited for Easter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S4alm7mlZPI/AAAAAAAAAjs/tnLp2-fLepI/s1600-h/abc+444.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S4alm7mlZPI/AAAAAAAAAjs/tnLp2-fLepI/s400/abc+444.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442219287976961266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S4alnbgUcjI/AAAAAAAAAj0/Wgnc4jTCEDA/s1600-h/abc+445.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S4alnbgUcjI/AAAAAAAAAj0/Wgnc4jTCEDA/s400/abc+445.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442219296540619314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S4aln_7EYRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/2KwifJn-xmY/s1600-h/abc+458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S4aln_7EYRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/2KwifJn-xmY/s400/abc+458.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442219306316488978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S4aloPZ6YGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/K1n1X35vEvo/s1600-h/abc+469.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S4aloPZ6YGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/K1n1X35vEvo/s400/abc+469.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442219310472388706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S4alofY9U4I/AAAAAAAAAkM/11InthQqqR0/s1600-h/abc+474.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S4alofY9U4I/AAAAAAAAAkM/11InthQqqR0/s400/abc+474.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442219314763355010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there was York. Spontaneous, and a hella lot of fun ! It was only me and Pauline but we enjoyed ourselves on the ruins of the York wall, and a big lunch at the local Pub! The weather did not help at all though. It was effing freezingggggg and by the end of the day, I could hardly feel the end of my nose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S4ap07tsbQI/AAAAAAAAAk0/cDTZFguNBSU/s1600-h/abc+491.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S4ap07tsbQI/AAAAAAAAAk0/cDTZFguNBSU/s400/abc+491.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442223926571461890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S4ap0omtCCI/AAAAAAAAAks/F14jY7Sj3KA/s1600-h/abc+527.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S4ap0omtCCI/AAAAAAAAAks/F14jY7Sj3KA/s400/abc+527.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442223921441867810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S4ap0GHmygI/AAAAAAAAAkk/SUs45WlL-6U/s1600-h/abc+525.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S4ap0GHmygI/AAAAAAAAAkk/SUs45WlL-6U/s400/abc+525.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442223912184629762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S4apz1umbyI/AAAAAAAAAkc/80-t_pxpWMI/s1600-h/abc+514.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S4apz1umbyI/AAAAAAAAAkc/80-t_pxpWMI/s400/abc+514.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442223907784781602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S4apzjp7pbI/AAAAAAAAAkU/keV5ZaNb73E/s1600-h/abc+509.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S4apzjp7pbI/AAAAAAAAAkU/keV5ZaNb73E/s400/abc+509.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442223902933362098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cardiff for the weekend was pretty much fun in the sun! I brought really nice weather onto the land of the dragon and it was sunny all day so we had no problem sightseeing ! It was really nice to see the girls who I havent seen since most probably last October and just chill . Ili cooked ayam masak lemak which was deeeeelicous! :) Thanks for the hospitality girls ! Will be waiting in Manchester for you guys ! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S4awhrJ3YoI/AAAAAAAAAk8/Rfvwq4MOoDA/s1600-h/abc+579+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S4awhrJ3YoI/AAAAAAAAAk8/Rfvwq4MOoDA/s400/abc+579+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442231292290097794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S4awiBUYlKI/AAAAAAAAAlE/7exK7-MLBME/s1600-h/abc+616+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S4awiBUYlKI/AAAAAAAAAlE/7exK7-MLBME/s400/abc+616+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442231298239796386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S4awiSsYunI/AAAAAAAAAlM/Yjzuiwj17CM/s1600-h/abc+628+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S4awiSsYunI/AAAAAAAAAlM/Yjzuiwj17CM/s400/abc+628+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442231302903872114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S4awi_ZqwmI/AAAAAAAAAlU/HxGoSqs3TOk/s1600-h/abc+631.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S4awi_ZqwmI/AAAAAAAAAlU/HxGoSqs3TOk/s400/abc+631.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442231314904957538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S4awjG1gbYI/AAAAAAAAAlc/CkFf_8tVgS4/s1600-h/abc+653.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S4awjG1gbYI/AAAAAAAAAlc/CkFf_8tVgS4/s400/abc+653.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442231316900769154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And so with that, I think I summed up January pretty well . Enjoy the pictures! :) xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-3099928429138389772?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/3099928429138389772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=3099928429138389772&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/3099928429138389772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/3099928429138389772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2010/02/quickie.html' title='Quickie!'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S4alm7mlZPI/AAAAAAAAAjs/tnLp2-fLepI/s72-c/abc+444.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-2382687456804157231</id><published>2010-01-25T14:13:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-01-26T21:49:15.732Z</updated><title type='text'>Writing Spurt.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;GAHHHHH! one more exam to go tomorrowwwww!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-2382687456804157231?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/2382687456804157231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=2382687456804157231&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/2382687456804157231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/2382687456804157231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2010/01/writing-spurt.html' title='Writing Spurt.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-8940073368206696093</id><published>2010-01-23T21:27:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-01-24T02:45:46.924Z</updated><title type='text'>Let it go.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The thing about writing is that you either need inspiration or its just talent . With me, its the former. Hence, the minor hiatus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So something happened last night. I heard news which wasnt really of a surprise to me, but it kinda just confirmed things and I dont know, it hit me harder than I expected it to. I've always known it was coming but that hasnt stopped me from wondering where it went wrong. I just couldnt fathom it. So lets take it back to the start...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a year and a half ago. I wasnt happy. Sure, people could easily see I was this carefree type of person. Always having a laugh. But deep down, I was hurting. Hungover some guy who dint think I was good enough. I lost interest in everything at the time. No, lets break it down. I lost interest in getting to know new people, boys specifically. And so, quite a few came along, and as quickly as they came, they went. Shooed out the backdoor by a clearly angry and sadistic little me.So, to the many guy friends I have out there, dont take it too personally. Being cheated on then dumped clearly is very demoralizing to a girl's confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, you know how the saying goes, it'll hit you when you least expect it.&lt;br /&gt;This amazing person comes into your life. And you think, well he's too good to be true. He was decent-looking, athletic (which is always a must), smart and funny at the same time, mature (hmmm, subject to opinion), taller than me, (for once!) comes from a humble family background, he's got a good career going for him, and most importantly for once, he intimidates me. Thing is, and I say this with the risk of sounding a little too pompous, (but believe me, I have no intention of) I have achieved a lot for someone my age and gender. So, when I am around boys my age, its very easy for me to be superior and act like I'm better than them. And I dont want to be that person. I hate myself when it happens and it was finally nice to have someone that can bring that sort of humility in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at first, it was all a lil bit surreal. This charming person comes, subtle but definite. And so I downplayed it at times. Thought it was the most preposterous idea ever. I tell myself, ''&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he would never be interested in someone like you..&lt;/span&gt;'' and ''&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no..you're just too young for him..&lt;/span&gt;'' and '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'It's just a phase...it'll blow over soon&lt;/span&gt;''. but it didnt. It lasted for quite a while. When it was apparent that maybe he &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt; interested, I found myself saying ''&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hey, probably this is my break&lt;/span&gt;''. He made me a different person. I covered my mouth when I laughed, tried to look nice for someone for a change, and I finally had table manners! (a belching competition was a definite no-no with him!) :D and so, I let myself fall. Honestly, there was constant flirting. Cute text messages I would keep and read again just to smile at. And it was two-way street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only catch is, he never committed. We were never exclusive, he never openly said he liked me, plus I dont think any of our friends even knew there was something going on. I only told two people about him at the time, so afraid of jinxing it. And so with that, it was always an open ended relationship I guess. Kinda like a game of who blinks first. My friends persuaded me to confess and just tell him how I felt but I just didnt have the guts to do that. I dont have that strong a personality to just march up to a guy and ask him out! Moreover, I think deep down, there were still those questions of insecurities lingering about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And eventually, all good things come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;He slowly distanced himself. Leaving me with ''&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what if's..&lt;/span&gt;'' and ''&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what happened&lt;/span&gt;..'' and ''&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;were we..?&lt;/span&gt;''. We remained friends though. Up until a few days ago, I hoped. Hoped that maybe.. just maybe I wasnt just imagining there was something between us. Hoped that somehow, deep down he felt the same, just too afraid to commit in fear of rejection or failure. Hoped that he would later come to his senses, better late than never. But with yesterday's news, I give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He definitely was, too good to be true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again maybe he &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt; just a phase. Someone sent to help me get over my last problem. Though I can never stop thinking, would it have made a difference, if I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;had&lt;/span&gt; said something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-8940073368206696093?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/8940073368206696093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=8940073368206696093&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/8940073368206696093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/8940073368206696093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2010/01/let-it-go.html' title='Let it go.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-1719237489099544251</id><published>2009-12-29T00:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-12-29T03:26:10.226Z</updated><title type='text'>Boxing day madness!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is madness I tell you, for the love of God, MADNESS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=shbNgNbKYuo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-Friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People warned it was bad, no one told me it could get ugly. I was at the Trafford centre as early as 7 in the morning yet there was already a huge queue in front of the shops. And when the shutters were pulled up, it was a stampede! People were pushing their way through, grabbing everything they can reach for, just for the sake of grabbing ! When I got to the handbag section, the shelves were wiped clean! You had to literally queue to get your hands on a Gucci bag and dont mention the clothes! They were all over the floors and hanging crookedly off hangers, it looked like a scene from a Stephen King movie! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, I can officially be declared bankrupt ! I got myself some pretty clothes and a coat, laced up boots, a handbag from Ted Baker and just some stuff for people back home. I dint get any perfume this year cause I ran out of money. Pobre. I might just return some of the stuff I got to fund for a pair of Gap Jeans I set my eyes on today :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back to the Trafford centre today to look for my keys. It was a long shot but I still had to try. No luck. Looks like I'm going to have to fork out of my savings to replace the FOB. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;duit lagiii&lt;/span&gt;.. :( At this rate I'm going to be lucky if I can pay my rent at all next month ! Better prepare to eat &lt;em&gt;nasi kicap&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;telur&lt;/em&gt; till the next allowance comes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SzlRrptKSiI/AAAAAAAAAjk/WwivBR2BTl8/s1600-h/abc+035+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SzlRrptKSiI/AAAAAAAAAjk/WwivBR2BTl8/s400/abc+035+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420453436888599074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yours truly,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Money-less me. xx&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-1719237489099544251?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/1719237489099544251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=1719237489099544251&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/1719237489099544251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/1719237489099544251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2009/12/boxing-day-madness.html' title='Boxing day madness!'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SzlRrptKSiI/AAAAAAAAAjk/WwivBR2BTl8/s72-c/abc+035+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-8865589361740329008</id><published>2009-12-25T01:14:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-12-25T02:14:02.872Z</updated><title type='text'>Look back and reflect.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kecik-kecik Mama kata "jangan suka sangat, nanti berduka &lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;Mama knows best eh ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amidst all our excitement in going target shopping today, I lost my house keys. Worst thing is, I have to wait till the 4th of January before I can get new ones T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The FOB buzzer is gonna hurt my pockets to replace it, so I've got to start thinking of cutting down on some of the Boxing day shopping now. B-U-M-M-E-R !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must have sinned for this is God's way of keeping me grounded .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ampuni hamba-Mu yang kerdil ini sesungguhnya aku tidak sempurna&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-8865589361740329008?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/8865589361740329008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=8865589361740329008&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/8865589361740329008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/8865589361740329008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2009/12/look-back-and-reflect.html' title='Look back and reflect.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-3602781969844188831</id><published>2009-12-22T22:59:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-12-25T01:02:00.924Z</updated><title type='text'>When the French, Irish and Scots invade Manchester.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Timah and Kiera touched down in Manchester a few days ago, and since, we've been on the move trying to cover our bases as much as we could. The weather was horrendous, which limited our options of travel on addition of the hesitation to leave the comfort of my nice warm flat . It snowed heavily for the first two days they were here. It was fun at first, but when the frost kicks in and you can hardly feel your toes inside your shoes, thats where is stops being fun !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SzQDudMZqpI/AAAAAAAAAio/GHl2N6c6yAY/s1600-h/abc+577+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SzQDudMZqpI/AAAAAAAAAio/GHl2N6c6yAY/s400/abc+577+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418960348279057042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be perfectly honest, I havent explored Manchester much either so I dint have a clue where to take them around. There was the usual, Stadiums and shopping centres, but to be fair, Manchester is a bit overrated. There's not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;much you can do basically! HAHA :) So, second day, we went to Cheshire Oaks, somewhere between Manchester and Liverpool to explore the high street fashion outlets there. Dint get much shopping done though as we were stuck on the bloody bus for about 2 and a half hours for what was supposed to be a 45 minute trip because of the snow ! See, its not all fun and merry when it snows you know ! grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SzQK-c0B7HI/AAAAAAAAAiw/OPLRVQzo_eM/s1600-h/abc+622.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SzQK-c0B7HI/AAAAAAAAAiw/OPLRVQzo_eM/s400/abc+622.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418968319636139122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent the evenings with Popo and her friend, Johan (pronounced Yo-Han). Both of them were stuck in Manchester after their flight was canceled due to the bad weather! haha Johan dint speak much English so Popo had to be our intermediate. It was really good both ways; Johan got to improve his English and I got to brush up on my rusty French ! They still managed to get a flight in time to celebrate Christmas in Lyon and Johan enjoyed our company so much, that we were all invited to spend next summer in Lyon !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SzQNHSA23rI/AAAAAAAAAi4/TmykveNj6xU/s1600-h/abc+602.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SzQNHSA23rI/AAAAAAAAAi4/TmykveNj6xU/s400/abc+602.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418970670379228850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that was just a quickie! Gotta go to bed now. Going 'target shopping' tomorrow. Eyeing stuff to get on Boxing day ! Need to get energized ! :)&lt;br /&gt;Toodles ! xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-3602781969844188831?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/3602781969844188831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=3602781969844188831&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/3602781969844188831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/3602781969844188831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2009/12/when-french-irish-and-scots-invade.html' title='When the French, Irish and Scots invade Manchester.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SzQDudMZqpI/AAAAAAAAAio/GHl2N6c6yAY/s72-c/abc+577+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-3442451873544014908</id><published>2009-12-17T14:52:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-12-18T04:50:29.751Z</updated><title type='text'>Bring on winter break!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;15 minutes before I'm supposed to leave for my anatomy test, the fire alarm rings, I was half ready and we had to evacuate the building. Luckily it was it dint last long. We were about to disperse when Tiff comes staggering out of the flat looking very sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;T: What was that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;P: The fire alarm just went off. False alarm.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T: Oh, I guess I would have been dead then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*trudges back to her room*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Anatomy mock spotter wasnt as bad as I thought it would have been. I mean, I think I actually could have done better if I had actually studied.&lt;br /&gt;So what are we waiting for now ?! Bring on Winter Breakkkkk! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-3442451873544014908?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/3442451873544014908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=3442451873544014908&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/3442451873544014908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/3442451873544014908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2009/12/bring-on-winter-break.html' title='Bring on winter break!'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-5484675521894576875</id><published>2009-12-14T00:10:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-12-14T00:13:53.252Z</updated><title type='text'>Bapakku comel.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Look look looooookkkk.. Introducinggg, Mr. Amer Hamzah !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SyWCzClc3tI/AAAAAAAAAig/8iDP4Pc1XEc/s1600-h/15541_239033949417_824939417_4472476_276772_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SyWCzClc3tI/AAAAAAAAAig/8iDP4Pc1XEc/s400/15541_239033949417_824939417_4472476_276772_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414877940361780946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have the cutest dad in the world. Care to challenge me on that? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/4538583998411523600-5484675521894576875?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/5484675521894576875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=5484675521894576875&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/5484675521894576875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/5484675521894576875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2009/12/bapakku-comel.html' title='Bapakku comel.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SyWCzClc3tI/AAAAAAAAAig/8iDP4Pc1XEc/s72-c/15541_239033949417_824939417_4472476_276772_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-1964306897277742166</id><published>2009-12-11T23:54:00.008Z</published><updated>2009-12-12T02:23:29.483Z</updated><title type='text'>And I'm thankful.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was feeling very groggy this morning when I woke up. Dint get that much sleep again, since I stayed up 'revising' (yeah right) for my last PBL assessment of the semester. I straggled downstairs to the kitchen to make myself a cup of tea hoping to get a good wake up and was a bit surprised when I saw this cute note :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SyLqkjCcyqI/AAAAAAAAAiI/mezPVWjzJ38/s1600-h/abc+242.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SyLqkjCcyqI/AAAAAAAAAiI/mezPVWjzJ38/s400/abc+242.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414147615654464162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hahaha, awesome. Made my day that did, even though I was only just starting it !&lt;br /&gt;To think about it, I have some of the best flatmates ever. There's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sophie&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rowan&lt;/span&gt;, who are absolute clean freaks. So the sinks are nearly always clear. Rowan's doing Medicine so she's easier to talk to, we can relate more. Plus, her boyfriend Ben, is completely mental and we share some common likings such as deep-fat fried nuggets :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SyLuadMr96I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/lLnpbCUBXkQ/s1600-h/abc+235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SyLuadMr96I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/lLnpbCUBXkQ/s400/abc+235.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414151840334608290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Nia&lt;/span&gt;, who has OCD and insists on everything being where it should be like: cutlery should be in the cutlery drawer and you have to eat with place mats ! I swear to God, there is a stark difference between our flat and some of the other flats in our Halls. I went over to another flat, and it was absolutely disgusting. You couldnt see the sink, trash strewn across the kitchen floor, empty liquor bottles and cans stacked up in the common room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophie and Nia both major in Music but the latter does an additional Drama degree. Cool right? Our flat went to their annual opening production at the start of term and they were absolutely awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/azW_y3yijGs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/azW_y3yijGs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Nia is third from right, performing a scene out of the musical CHICAGO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LYpF6O-2NxI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LYpF6O-2NxI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thats Sophie and her solo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's also &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kat&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tiff&lt;/span&gt; from Canada. They're exchange students and are only here till after Christmas so we'll be having a farewell party for them soon! There's also &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joyce&lt;/span&gt;, who's from Singapore and studying Pharmacy. She's really nice and sometimes I'll with her to school so we occasionally chat :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also share the flat with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Catherine&lt;/span&gt;. Butttt... she's been 'missing' for quite some time now. About three weeks, from the last time any of saw her. Some of us are getting really worried and we've started making crazy assumptions that she's overdosed in her room or something. Yeah, she is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; type of person. And the other outcast of the flat is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E binti B&lt;/span&gt;. The Malaysian. Because I've talked about her before and I dont want my blog to be some kind of a hate blog for her, I'll refrain from saying more *zipssss mouth shut*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SyL7AGPqUWI/AAAAAAAAAiY/_K1e9mu99oc/s1600-h/abc+454.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SyL7AGPqUWI/AAAAAAAAAiY/_K1e9mu99oc/s400/abc+454.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414165681147629922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Not the full flat, without Tiff and Erni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeahh.. comparatively, I'm pretty much thankful I have these ppl as my flatmates this year. I could have had worse ! On a down note however, other people have started thinking about where and who they'll be staying with for next year, while I've just been wallowing around, settling in my cosy room without a thought of next year at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-1964306897277742166?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/1964306897277742166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=1964306897277742166&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/1964306897277742166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/1964306897277742166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2009/12/and-im-thankful.html' title='And I&apos;m thankful.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SyLqkjCcyqI/AAAAAAAAAiI/mezPVWjzJ38/s72-c/abc+242.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-8107566468313787</id><published>2009-12-10T15:00:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-12-11T02:42:15.039Z</updated><title type='text'>I had a good day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thursday . My day off from uni .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a good day. A full one, but satisfying equally.&lt;br /&gt;Routinely on a Wednesday, I would have a PBL session with my group depending on alternate weeks at 9 am . Then into the dissecting room of The Stopford building for a two hour anatomy session. Then, depending on where we're playing (home or away), I'll be of to The Armitage centre for the Uni league basketball games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up comparatively earlier than any other day of the week, having only slept a mere 3 hours the night before. I had to prepare for the Dissecting presentation, and my clinical tutor meeting plus I had to leave for an away game in Liverpool at about 2.15pm. Hectic innit ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My group didnt win the anatomy presentation although I think we did an exceptionally delicate job at picking out the fine veins, arteries and a some pretty good muscle dissection. Too bad. I finished anatomy at 1, power-walked to the Coupland Building, the dentistry school, for my tutor meeting which ended later than I expected it to. Ran all the way home, had two pieces of toast for lunch, and then back out to wait for the team to pick me up in front of Student Union. I told Sally, our team captain that I was going to be late so she kindly offered to pick me up from uni seeing as I had kit-duty this week and had to heave along the massive Kit-bag :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liverpool was only an hour journey and with Pauline not coming with, I was obligated to blast my iPod the whole way there. and btw, Liverpool is ghetto yaw! haha, on the way to the uni, left and right there were boarded up houses, graffiti and chavs on the streets. Manchester trumps Liverpool BIG TIME! :P&lt;br /&gt;We thought we had the game in the bag as we did quite well against them at home. They gave us a tough time and we had to dig deep to win this one. I was pretty pleased with myself and racked up 9 points! Thats more points in all my 7 games combined ! We were down by three in the last 3 minutes, and Jim, our coach took me off the bench. We had switched from man-to-man defence to a more traditional zone defence. Usually, a sign of defeat. But apparently our change in tactic caught them off guard and I was able to make a steal and a few baskets! and at the end, I got quite a few pat on the backs which felt all warm and fuzzy inside. hahah! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving onnnn.. haha you guys should watch this. Cute beyond words !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ErMWX--UJZ4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ErMWX--UJZ4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I bet you guys were smiling the whole way through eh? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-8107566468313787?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/8107566468313787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=8107566468313787&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/8107566468313787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/8107566468313787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-had-good-day.html' title='I had a good day.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-4033361842635705467</id><published>2009-12-07T02:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-12-08T14:47:33.638Z</updated><title type='text'>People say I look fat.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've been taken aback by some of the remarks I've been getting about my *coughs* physical appearance (?)&lt;br /&gt;Apparently the people back home and some of the people here, (not one, not two but THREE) think I've been getting a lil' on the chubby side ! outrageous ! preposterous, I say ! grr how rude were they ! OH what an insult !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, ok.. that was me in denial . To be honest, yes I do feel I've been eating a lot more here, than I usually do in Malaysia, especially the chocolates ! *drools* well, a girl's not to blame. Its cold! and to be perfectly fair, I need the insulation! :D Thing is, I injured my knee a couple of weeks back in basketball practice and I havent been able to run my weekly gym sessions. So hah! I'm not getting fat for no reason! hehe However, the worst thing I hate about putting on weight is that, instead of the fat distributing itself evenly around the whole body, it seems to only settle at my cheeks. So I look like I've got two cheeks, and adding to the fact that I have big incisors, well, lets put a simpler picture to it... I look like bugs bunny !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i.zdnet.com/blogs/bugs-bunny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 153px; height: 216px;" src="http://i.zdnet.com/blogs/bugs-bunny.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;What's up doc?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My weekend was pretty uneventful for a change. I went out on Saturday with &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=506480656&amp;amp;ref=nf#/rdiyana?ref=ts"&gt;Dee&lt;/a&gt;, to get some stuff for the cold winter ahead, but realised that everything was way over my budget for this month so I'll probably wait it out till the Boxing day sales to get some really good winter coats and stuff. Dee on the other hand however, dint seem to be fussing over her budget and she just literally grabbed anything off the shelf. I mean LITERALLY. We were in an accessory shop and she just grabbed things off the shelf without even looking at the price tags. and when we got to the counter, she had racked up a whopping &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;£124&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; in bills. JUST FOR ACCESSORIES ! blimey! So, in the end I only got a pair of cool mittens and a scarf. Good enough :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after, the basketball team decided to look around the christmas market together. I stuffed my face with yummy apple strudels and hot mince pies ! There was so many people there that me and Pauline got separated from the rest so we walked back to Pauline's place and spent the remainder of the evening there. I wanted to get pizza at first but by the end of the xmas market 'tour', I was so full, I felt like throwing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, I'm sitting here on my day off, lazing around when I should be doing preparation for the anatomy spotter test coming up next week! Better get to it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byeeeeeee everybody! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-4033361842635705467?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/4033361842635705467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=4033361842635705467&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/4033361842635705467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/4033361842635705467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2009/12/people-say-i-look-fat.html' title='People say I look fat.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-3847285574779681525</id><published>2009-11-28T13:48:00.011Z</published><updated>2009-12-01T18:04:28.010Z</updated><title type='text'>Blackpool Baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SxUhcI4minI/AAAAAAAAAgI/hDpkIjtcJBU/s1600/11460_187824609573_721659573_2734251_4897283_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SxUhcI4minI/AAAAAAAAAgI/hDpkIjtcJBU/s320/11460_187824609573_721659573_2734251_4897283_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410267294660463218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;+picture courtesy of oggy+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, last weekend some of my mates from London came up to Manchester for some sight seeing. Obviously the three of them couldnt all fit into my tiny, cosy room so we crashed at my sister's place. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how convenient to have a sister here!&lt;/span&gt; :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we took the train to Blackpool today. Note to self: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do not go to a theme park in winter!&lt;/span&gt; We were really jumpy and all excited at first but by the end of the day (probably just even halfway through) we were shivering in our boots! haha, personally, my lips were so numb by the end of the day, I bet that if somebody tried snogging me, I wouldnt even have felt it ! Buttt, we still had fun eventhough most of the rides were closed and the town looked deserted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SxUn_oHZ0mI/AAAAAAAAAho/VcdgQzFr05o/s1600/abc+055+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SxUn_oHZ0mI/AAAAAAAAAho/VcdgQzFr05o/s400/abc+055+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410274501409231458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SxUmANYGTUI/AAAAAAAAAhY/cPGyKSIGG30/s1600/11460_187814809573_721659573_2734095_6815101_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SxUl_yaMLWI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/1UMKQ8VKFnc/s400/11460_187824584573_721659573_2734248_7811045_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410272305149128034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;+picture courtesy of oggy+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SxUl_SOemHI/AAAAAAAAAhA/Y11lkJbwV_o/s1600/abc+056+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SxUl_SOemHI/AAAAAAAAAhA/Y11lkJbwV_o/s400/abc+056+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410272296510068850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SxUl-_ihbgI/AAAAAAAAAg4/Kwe6hn1VL74/s1600/11460_187824674573_721659573_2734259_2146930_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SxUl-_ihbgI/AAAAAAAAAg4/Kwe6hn1VL74/s400/11460_187824674573_721659573_2734259_2146930_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410272291493867010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;+picture courtesy of oggy+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Will be back in summer! Definitely! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/4538583998411523600-3847285574779681525?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/3847285574779681525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=3847285574779681525&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/3847285574779681525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/3847285574779681525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2009/11/blackpool-baby.html' title='Blackpool Baby!'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SxUhcI4minI/AAAAAAAAAgI/hDpkIjtcJBU/s72-c/11460_187824609573_721659573_2734251_4897283_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-3290039249015478732</id><published>2009-11-27T15:49:00.007Z</published><updated>2009-12-08T14:48:09.298Z</updated><title type='text'>Oh, I nearly forgot Raya.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Being so far away from home, I have been totally oblivious of the happenings in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;Take for instance, practically everyone I know who's in Uni are on their semester breaks , while I'm slugging over anatomy and dissecting gunk. People are happily celebrating EidulAdha festively while I'm chairing a case of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Xerostomia"&gt;xerostomia&lt;/a&gt; in PBL. Not to mention my bestfriend having a meltdown back home, while I'm hear screaming my lungs out on roller coasters in Blackpool!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But.. all's well. Its my new life now. Like it or not, I'm gonna have to make peace with it arent I ?&lt;br /&gt;Back to raya anyways, so yeah. I had an hour of class and I got home really quick to skype everyone back in Malaysia. Anddddd.. I just missed everyone even more! hahaha. They were telling me about all the delicious dishes they had, meanwhile I was stuffing my face with Kellog's cereal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;boohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SxUcAl6EWVI/AAAAAAAAAfo/mNsWU_KzS8Q/s1600/raya6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 398px; height: 222px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SxUcAl6EWVI/AAAAAAAAAfo/mNsWU_KzS8Q/s320/raya6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410261323856763218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SxUchct9G8I/AAAAAAAAAgA/eSvBm8VFglw/s1600/raya12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 404px; height: 219px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SxUchct9G8I/AAAAAAAAAgA/eSvBm8VFglw/s320/raya12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410261888325721026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SxUcgymsE9I/AAAAAAAAAfw/CrmaI5ujudA/s1600/raya10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 395px; height: 216px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SxUcgymsE9I/AAAAAAAAAfw/CrmaI5ujudA/s320/raya10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410261877020955602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SxUcAKJVogI/AAAAAAAAAfg/1aX5CdhefdI/s1600/raya4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 406px; height: 203px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SxUcAKJVogI/AAAAAAAAAfg/1aX5CdhefdI/s320/raya4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410261316404617730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SxUb_8ShYOI/AAAAAAAAAfY/2ZkW_JRn0ZY/s1600/raya3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SxUb_8ShYOI/AAAAAAAAAfY/2ZkW_JRn0ZY/s320/raya3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410261312685039842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SxUb_8RD_iI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/9K29oQbrsho/s1600/raya2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SxUb_8RD_iI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/9K29oQbrsho/s320/raya2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410261312678919714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SxUb_oEewdI/AAAAAAAAAfI/o1rmU_zuqaI/s1600/raya1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SxUb_oEewdI/AAAAAAAAAfI/o1rmU_zuqaI/s320/raya1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410261307257438674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam Aidiladha dari Manchester! :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Angah rindu korang ok&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-3290039249015478732?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/3290039249015478732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=3290039249015478732&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/3290039249015478732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/3290039249015478732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2009/11/being-so-far-away-from-home-i-have-been.html' title='Oh, I nearly forgot Raya.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SxUcAl6EWVI/AAAAAAAAAfo/mNsWU_KzS8Q/s72-c/raya6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-8934890220307159717</id><published>2009-11-15T12:32:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-12-01T14:49:30.532Z</updated><title type='text'>Busy, busy, busy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Oh, my last post was just a little over a week ago wasn't it? Not that long but amazingly a lot has happened and every time, I keep saying to myself, "oh this is soooo going up on my blog." but unfortunately I haven't had time to just sit down and type. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, it's a sunny Sunday afternoon (for now). The weather here is very unpredictable. It could look like the world was smiling one minute, but then it'll be absolutely pouring! andddd I've learnt my lesson and have got myself an umbrella. heh, now all I need are some Wellington boots to avoid getting trench feet! Another thing I'm gonna add to my to-buy list is some nice warm gloves. Winter is creeping in and it gets really cold, sometimes near to 5 degrees!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;First story up! The much-awaited, top of the table clash between Manchester Uni and MMU Chesire! and what a game we had. I personally dint get much playing time cause it was such a tight game, the coach couldn't afford to rotate his players much and most of the time he played the first five. We were very pumped up and hyped before he game. The atmosphere was awesome. We were playing away and the home team had brought along as many supporters they could find. We, on the other hand only had the football lads on our side of the bleachers. MMU came out of the gates quick, took us by surprise and attacked on all four fronts. We were down by ten points for the first 2minutes!! but we were never out of it and I think that that was the largest lead they had. Even so, we were still staring at their backsides the whole game through.&lt;br /&gt;So it was the last five minutes of the game. We were trailing by six. The coach called time out. Gives us a big ' who wants it more! ' pep-talk and woah... just like in the movies! We won 64-60! An epic battle I shall say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aha, enough of the ESPN commentary now, for something totally random! :)&lt;br /&gt;So Friday night, I got back to my room after dinner, and there was a new comment on one of my posts. Take a look &lt;a href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;amp;postID=2189312871422664853&amp;amp;isPopup=true"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; before reading any further pls. Done? Wellllll, normally, I would probably just dismiss this as some crazy person buttt, I dunno what came over me this time.. I kinda wanted to know who this anonymous reader was. Sooooo... I went! ( DO NOT try this at home boys and girls :p ) Yeah, yeah I know it sounds totally insane but I was THAT curious.. not to mention bored! So I got to the bar, and briefly looked around for someone wearing a baseball cap. When I couldnt see anyone, I felt totally stupid for coming and I turned to leave. Just as I was about to exit the doors, I hear a *cough andddd......  ( Funnily enough, I thought I was going to be swept off my feet by a handsome prince charming ) it was PETER . PETER, my sister's Polish friend. hahaha what a disappointment (?) I've never actually spoken to him ever, and apparently he reads my blog once in a while. He bought me a drink and we played pool, which I have absolutely no talent for, mind you, and yeahhh.. that was it basically. I'm glad it wasnt a psychopath or some creepy stalker. Thank God. It was my first and will be my last. I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I spent the Saturday with Pauline, my French teammate. Went for a basketball game in the evening, and went wandering around town at night just to see the Christmas lights in Manchester !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SwChOhUJBoI/AAAAAAAAAfA/YKAc9j1q-gY/s1600-h/abc+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SwChOhUJBoI/AAAAAAAAAfA/YKAc9j1q-gY/s320/abc+068.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404496823677683330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I call her Popo ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, I told you how eventful my week has been ! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-8934890220307159717?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/8934890220307159717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=8934890220307159717&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/8934890220307159717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/8934890220307159717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2009/11/oh-my-last-post-was-just-little-over.html' title='Busy, busy, busy.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SwChOhUJBoI/AAAAAAAAAfA/YKAc9j1q-gY/s72-c/abc+068.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-6860502797239477381</id><published>2009-11-08T02:31:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-11-08T03:47:32.126Z</updated><title type='text'>Dentistry is my new boyfriend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant believe I'm staying in on a Saturday night doing HOMEWORK ! haha, nerd-alert! No, yeah. I felt so left  behind on course-work that I decided to stay in for a change. Managed a substantial amount , but I havent caught up on any reading yet. MUST GET TO DOING THAT ! heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been raining for the past 5 days or so here in Manchester. Yeah, sounds depressing aint it. I was having tea at Pauline's house the other day, (she's my french teammate btw) and we were going through some of her pictures holidaying in Paris. She shows me a picture of her lying on the grass, with her friend trying to make out the shapes of the clouds and she points out to me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pauline: see here, (gestures to lappy screen) blue sky. Paris. Here, (gestures outside) grey sky, Manchester.&lt;br /&gt;Peja: Feeling you sista. I miss KL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thing is about the rain in Manchester is that it doesnt rain cats and dogs. It just drizzles, THE WHOLE FRICKIN' DAY! Note to self : Invest in an umbrella. I've been power-walking in the drizzle to and from class and one of these days, I might just get unlucky and fall sick! Not to mention my socks too. I have to change socks everytime I go out now cause it just soaks through. At this rate, I might have break a new world record for the most socks worn in a day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bedtime now! Ciao~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-6860502797239477381?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/6860502797239477381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=6860502797239477381&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/6860502797239477381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/6860502797239477381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2009/11/dentistry-is-my-new-boyfriend.html' title='Dentistry is my new boyfriend.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-1080901394564017022</id><published>2009-11-07T00:23:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-11-07T03:59:18.367Z</updated><title type='text'>Remember, remember, the 5th of November.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  Yesterday was Guy Fawkes night. Apparently, its a much celebrated occasion here in the UK. I cant fathom why basically. So the story goes, this person, Guy Fawkes tried to blow up Parliament while it was still in session with the presence of the King inside the building. And the whole celebration is to commemorate the King's escape from assassination by lighting bonfires and chucking 'symbolic figures' of Guy Fawkes into the fire. This is usually followed by a firework display. And due to the shitty-ness of the whole situation yesterday, I was only restricted to LISTENING to the firework displays. I had lectures and clinics the whole day 11-5, and still had shit loads of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Problem-based_learning"&gt;PBL&lt;/a&gt; work to do for Friday. Talk about crappy eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   On the bright side however, Manchester Uni won the basketball match against LIVERPOOL! haha, thrashed them well good, we did! At least thats one thing I can brag about over the Scousers. Even without some of our key players, they had no chance against us! :D And so far, we've played every team (either home or away once) and we've won every single game. Next up, our biggest rivals, Manchester Metropolitan . Thats coming up in next week's game. Its gonna be big that is, cause they've won all of their games too and only the first team will make it to the playoffs. I'm hoping I'll be among the 10 picked for that game *fingers crossed*!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Oh , I've acheived another milestone this week. Officially bought something off ebay. Andddd, it arrived it the post yesterday! Look, look, lookie what I got for just 8 pounds! In bloody good condition too! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SvTvw_NXKdI/AAAAAAAAAd4/jRS5xJEsF8E/s1600-h/abc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 346px; height: 259px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SvTvw_NXKdI/AAAAAAAAAd4/jRS5xJEsF8E/s400/abc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401205478004304338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  However, since the polaroids have been discontinued, I'm predicting I'm gonna have some trouble getting hold of polaroid film. They  cost way way wayyyy more expensive than the actual camera now! :( hmmmm .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Problem-based_learning"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-1080901394564017022?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/1080901394564017022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=1080901394564017022&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/1080901394564017022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/1080901394564017022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2009/11/remember-remember-5th-of-november.html' title='Remember, remember, the 5th of November.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SvTvw_NXKdI/AAAAAAAAAd4/jRS5xJEsF8E/s72-c/abc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-6838894838708088799</id><published>2009-11-01T21:04:00.006Z</published><updated>2009-11-03T17:17:34.696Z</updated><title type='text'>The post-Notts effect.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Back from Notts! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend, I finally went out of Manchester since raya, to attend the Nott Games. Was looking forward to it all week. Not cause I was participating in anything but just to meet people, and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cuci mata&lt;/span&gt; ;) I dint expect there to be THAT many Malaysians in the UK. It was great fun, dint get time to see much of the city though as we spent the whole day in the Nottingham campus and it was already dark around half past 5. I think the thing I enjoyed most about the trip was the FOOD ! haha. There was a food festival, and of course I just went cock-eyed looking at all the stalls selling mouth watering Malaysian food! I know its only been a month, but YOU try having chicken donner kebab and fish and chips every other day, and then tell me how it feels!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not, I've only JUST synchronized the time on all my watches to British time. All this while, I've been telling the time, by subtracting 8 hours from the Malaysian time. I've just felt that it was the only thing that connects me to back home. But... I've finally taken a step forward, and moved on! uuyehh! :) *Malaysia's always gonna have a place in my heart*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooooo, I've got a lot of work to catch up on and I'm gonna sign off for now,&lt;br /&gt;Lotsa love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/Su93STk-6eI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/MSC6dx3IASE/s1600-h/DSC_0947+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/Su93STk-6eI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/MSC6dx3IASE/s400/DSC_0947+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399665634617256418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/Su93S43ugVI/AAAAAAAAAdg/Phmtx79kC9g/s1600-h/DSC_0949+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/Su93S43ugVI/AAAAAAAAAdg/Phmtx79kC9g/s400/DSC_0949+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399665644627984722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/Su93SYdUH2I/AAAAAAAAAdY/fBDYVLXoLeg/s1600-h/DSC_0948+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/Su93SYdUH2I/AAAAAAAAAdY/fBDYVLXoLeg/s400/DSC_0948+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399665635927269218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/Su93S2q2YoI/AAAAAAAAAdo/tuJ7h2DqFXk/s1600-h/DSC_0950+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/Su93S2q2YoI/AAAAAAAAAdo/tuJ7h2DqFXk/s400/DSC_0950+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399665644037104258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/Su93TXpIFwI/AAAAAAAAAdw/KwFpmSNCMoM/s1600-h/DSC_0953+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/Su93TXpIFwI/AAAAAAAAAdw/KwFpmSNCMoM/s400/DSC_0953+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399665652888246018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-6838894838708088799?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/6838894838708088799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=6838894838708088799&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/6838894838708088799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/6838894838708088799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2009/11/back-from-notts-this-weekend-i-finally.html' title='The post-Notts effect.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/Su93STk-6eI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/MSC6dx3IASE/s72-c/DSC_0947+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-7816343623247665170</id><published>2009-10-25T23:15:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-10-26T01:33:33.040Z</updated><title type='text'>Even if the sky is falling down.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Aha! After publishing the last post, I got some rather concerned texts, instant messages, and also comments asking whether I was ok. I was utterly touched. I then contemplated on deleting the post. It seemed a lot of ppl were reading it and I was, to be honest, a little bit embarrassed. But, I thought, I'm gonna want to look back on this someday and tell a story of how I got over it. And to everyone who has showed concern and support, THANK YOU . It meant the world to still know there were people out there who cared. I now know the power of just simple words like, 'Hang in there', 'be strong', and 'Take care'. :')&lt;br /&gt;I am okay now. or I will be !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooo.. *change of topic*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm sure everyone's heard by now. Man United lost to the Scousers (Liverpool). And no, the latter were NOT the better team that day. They just had luck on their side. And thats football for ya.We'll just see who'll be having the last laugh on the last day of the season yeah? :) I watched the match in The Grovel, which was the house pub for Whitworth park, where I stay. Fyi, here in the UK, if you want to have a tv, you've got to get a licence, which costs around &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="whitecopy"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;£142.50. Absurd right?  Anyways, I wore my newly-bought away kit to the match, and as me and my friends left The Grovel, some random guy on the street shouts,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oi! You lot might as well burn 'em jerseys there! better off!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;what we do,&lt;br /&gt;*zips up jackets*&lt;br /&gt;:S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SuT6r_ysZzI/AAAAAAAAAdI/LvKuXoVgI6s/s1600-h/abc+006+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SuT6r_ysZzI/AAAAAAAAAdI/LvKuXoVgI6s/s400/abc+006+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396713887262074674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-7816343623247665170?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/7816343623247665170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=7816343623247665170&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/7816343623247665170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/7816343623247665170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2009/10/even-if-sky-is-falling-down.html' title='Even if the sky is falling down.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SuT6r_ysZzI/AAAAAAAAAdI/LvKuXoVgI6s/s72-c/abc+006+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-7036857664001473330</id><published>2009-10-22T11:37:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T22:27:18.602+01:00</updated><title type='text'>One day you wake up, and you've lost everything.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sorry for the rather unplanned hiatus. I've been a lil bit depressed. Yeah. I had my first breakdown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the first home game, that I was surprisingly an unexpectedly picked for, it just cracked. I dont know why. I just felt really bad after the game cause I felt completely and utterly useless! I dint know where the ball was gonna be, I was running around on offense like a chicken with my head cut off, was screamed at by the coach for walking *served me right*, and my teammate told me to f**k off ! yeah. You heard the last part alright. Some of the girls came over to me after the game, gave me a pat on the back and a well done. Told me not to take to take it personally cause it was just in the heat of the moment. Nad, who came all the way from Leeds to support ME, not Leeds, ironically we were up against Leeds for the match, gave me her usual uplifting pep talk and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know the feeling of when you're really feeling like shit, and NOTHING anyone says can make you feel better about yourself. You'll just be finding points to contradict whatever the other person is saying and in the end, you'll just feel worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came the waterworks. I held it in for as long as I could. I waited till Nad was safely on the bus back to Leeds. Got home, and it came. I just realized how lonely I am here. I have friends, but not the types you can talk to like proper. They're the ones you just ask how their weekend was and whether they were going out to get drunk that night or something . I tell you, I reread the same script over and over again everyday for the past month. Talk about smalltalk. haihh. Then, there's my flatmate, and I know what you'll all prob be thinking, ' &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ala biasa la tu, orang putih, kan lain dari kita&lt;/span&gt; ' butttttt, believe it or not, its not the locals giving me shit. Its the MALAYSIAN. She just DOES NOT want to be friends with me. Its like we got off on the wrong foot straight from the beginning. And I have TRIED making amends and yet she just refuses to befriend me . SCREW YOUUUUUUUUU!! T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Malaysian food, I miss mamaks and I miss hanging out at mamaks. I'm starting to feel distant from my friends back home due to the time difference probably. Whenever I'm online, all of them would prob be in bed by then and whenever they're up, I would prob have class or training or some other shit I have to be doing. AHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dah laaa. Its so depressing even talking about it. I've had a lot of good things going on for me in the past and present. Hey, so I can call myself a lucky girl . But you're always gonna have your low points in life right . So I'm just gonna count my blessings !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dear Allah, please give me strength to proceed for it is only you I seek it from. Amin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-7036857664001473330?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/7036857664001473330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=7036857664001473330&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/7036857664001473330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/7036857664001473330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2009/10/one-day-you-wake-up-and-youve-lost.html' title='One day you wake up, and you&apos;ve lost everything.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-4979566685025405447</id><published>2009-10-06T12:27:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T23:50:45.808+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Never say you cant.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I JUST MADE THE UNI BASKETBALL TEAMMMMM!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah sorry I just got overexcited then. haha. and yeah. I made it onto the team. Even without guaranteed playing time, I'm just really proud of myself for doing it. I got a shoulder to my face which I thought had knocked all my front teeth out, I was playing through muscle cramps towards the end of training, I dint bring my water bottle along with me, and all of it was worth it !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note however, I'm reallllyyyy bummed cause opnline tickets to the BSB concert at the Manchester Arena is currently sold out. and believe it or not, the concert is only in November!! :(&lt;br /&gt;I'll try calling tomorrow to see whether they still have any on sale. *fingers crossed*. If not, the Jonas Brothers are alright arent they? HAHAHA tix for their concerts are still available :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-4979566685025405447?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/4979566685025405447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=4979566685025405447&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/4979566685025405447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/4979566685025405447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2009/10/never-say-you-cant.html' title='Never say you cant.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-2189312871422664853</id><published>2009-10-05T00:49:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T01:04:58.465+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A quickie.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Since I have PBL tomoro at 9, I'll just post up a quickie of my room ok :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/Ssk10apEJtI/AAAAAAAAAcw/4jKmSwxXrgM/s1600-h/IMG_9956+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/Ssk10apEJtI/AAAAAAAAAcw/4jKmSwxXrgM/s400/IMG_9956+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388897603746539218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thats the view from my window. Note that its very rare that we see a sky as clear as this. Its usually very grey. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/Ssk10sUXqLI/AAAAAAAAAc4/Ba8v2qk4qpQ/s1600-h/IMG_9965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/Ssk10sUXqLI/AAAAAAAAAc4/Ba8v2qk4qpQ/s400/IMG_9965.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388897608491575474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;My newly decorated room :D *beams*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/Ssk11HyQqwI/AAAAAAAAAdA/EpWgiD069cA/s1600-h/IMG_9969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/Ssk11HyQqwI/AAAAAAAAAdA/EpWgiD069cA/s400/IMG_9969.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388897615864703746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Look how tidy my closet is :D *beams again*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gotta get going now. I'll talk to ya soon yeah? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/4538583998411523600-2189312871422664853?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/2189312871422664853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=2189312871422664853&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/2189312871422664853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/2189312871422664853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2009/10/quickie.html' title='A quickie.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/Ssk10apEJtI/AAAAAAAAAcw/4jKmSwxXrgM/s72-c/IMG_9956+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-8019404233859606667</id><published>2009-09-29T08:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T15:23:00.566+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally, a breather.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A week ++ into my stay in Manchester, and I finally get time to myself to write this post peacefully, without having to skip breakfast to get to induction lectures, and without having me write a post halfway before looking at the clock and deciding '' ooh I'll just finish this later. I havent got time! ''  Freshers week was so intense for the dentistry students, I was glad it was over! Not only were there parties every single frickin' night, but we also had to get up early for lectures at 9! But, the seniors did say that it would be the hardest week all year. *yeays*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I bet all of you are waiting for a summary of how my week went yeah?&lt;br /&gt;I was busy sorting out my registration and stuff, attending introductory lectures, and getting basic living needs. My room is a little small, but its cosy enough. It comes with a nice view overlooking some greenery. I would have liked to post a picture up, but the deco isnt finished yet. I've still got some stuff to get, so I wont put it up till then yeah? just be patient with me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Onto food, I havent got round to doing any yet. I've just been crashing at my sister's pad for dinner EVERYDAY. hehe. During freshers week, I never spent any money for lunch. Thats because they were giving out free Dominoes pizza to EVERYONE! and did I mention it was totally FREE?! hahahaha. I was tempted to ask for a large pepperoni slice, but, I refrained and opted for the original tomato and cheese instead! dont worry. I havent forgotten ;) Generally, getting halal food is as easy as ABC here. They have the Curry Mile which is a stretch of pakistani and mediterranean food. No malay restaurants sadly to say . pobre. I MISS MALAYSIAN FOOD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the people here, well... the majority of the general public are very polite. A notable difference when compared to Msia and, no slur on Msians whatsoever, but we could take a leaf or two out of their book. I saw a poster up in a bus saying something like, " &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;good manners, it doesnt kill you&lt;/span&gt; '', when you come up to a counter to be served, " &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hiya! how are you today&lt;/span&gt; " , and the most impressive thing I've seen was in London, when we were going down some some steps to get to the tube, there was a wee ol' lady in front of me struggling with a trolley bag probably larger than herself, and next to her, a local couple who were holding hands, in heavy conversation. So this guy, muscular in built, ;) just looks over his shoulder and asks the ol' lady, " &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;are you alright with that?&lt;/span&gt; ". That just got me like WOAH! Couldnt get that in Msia could ya?! On the other hand, they arent as friendly as I would have thought either. Take for instance in my class of about 75, 3/4 of them are locals, and I tell you, its not as easy making friends with them! Unless you go clubbing, drink and get really drunk with them, they dont warm up to you as much. And seeing as I do neither, it has been a wee bit difficult for me to get friends here. THATS WHY I MISS YOU LOT BACK IN MSIA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aha, OLD TRAFFORD! :)&lt;br /&gt;Guess what, I havent been yet! heee. I'm sorry to disappoint you fiqss, hehe but I just couldnt find time to go yet! But, thinking about it, I've got five years to do that ! hehehe. Since I'm living in the city, the majority of fotty fans around here are City supporters. Noisy lot they are! haha, but insult them and you'll get a beating of a lifetime. It'll be like insulting their religion or something ! fo real !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my first raya away from family, it was alright I suppose. We took a bus to London and lost our way, getting to the high commision's house. So practically, we spent nearly the whole day, either on the tube on in the bus. Talk about a crappy raya eh? There were lots of open houses in Manchester too. And everytime we got to one, we were the most jakun ppl you could ever imagine. Plates full with satay, nasi impit, rendang, and there was even nasi lemak!macam tak pernah makan sepuluh tahun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I think that just about rounds off my week. I'm gonna sit with a pack of doritos and watch gossip girl season threeee! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I hope its still not too late to wish anyone&lt;br /&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYAAAA! Maaf Zahir dan Batin :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SsIXgbKxr4I/AAAAAAAAAco/AYPNuTZjHfs/s1600-h/abc+199+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SsIXgbKxr4I/AAAAAAAAAco/AYPNuTZjHfs/s400/abc+199+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386893950104743810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves,&lt;br /&gt;From Whitworth Park,&lt;br /&gt;Manchester&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-8019404233859606667?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/8019404233859606667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=8019404233859606667&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/8019404233859606667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/8019404233859606667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2009/09/finally-breather.html' title='Finally, a breather.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SsIXgbKxr4I/AAAAAAAAAco/AYPNuTZjHfs/s72-c/abc+199+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-8687412195664791351</id><published>2009-09-22T00:27:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T01:00:33.797+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Right here, right now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hiya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've safely arrived in Manchester and am a little tied up with registration and stuff so I apologize for any who have been waiting to hear from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five days into my stay in Manchester, and its been great. I went to London for the weekend, to celebrate Raya, I'm still a bit worn out from a lot of walking (yeahh, they walk A LOT here) and I have an induction class tom morning, so I'll get to updating a lil bit later yeah? hang in there for news :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-8687412195664791351?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/8687412195664791351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=8687412195664791351&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/8687412195664791351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/8687412195664791351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2009/09/right-here-right-now.html' title='Right here, right now.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-2628562772319901536</id><published>2009-09-10T17:00:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T02:55:21.028+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Testy times.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; '' &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pejaaaaa! bila awak fly ?&lt;/span&gt; ''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the verge of leaving for the UK, I feel underachieved. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There's a lot of things that I wish I had more time to do. I havent started packing yet, I havent even decided what to and not to bring. And whenever someone asks me why, I tell them my visa isnt done yet, so I cant go anytime soon. But now that my visa application is finally being processed, I dunno what excuse to throw at ppl anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, packing just makes it real. And as much as I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt; it to be real, I also  dont. It hit me that I'm going to be missing a lot of things here, at home. Like last night, we had buka at Maklong's house, (maklong makes awesome lemak cili api), and as I was overindulging myself to all the delicacies, everyone kept saying ''enjoy it while it lasts, you wont get this over there in the UK!". The daunting fact that it would be my first raya away from family also being a factor of the concerned frown lines I've been developing over the past fortnight or so.  And a few days ago, I was going through old pictures, selecting a few to be developed, and I wasnt sure whether it was the hormones, since its 'that time of the month', or whether I was just so overwhelmed with emotion but, I actually started weeping over them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atuk hasnt been in the best of health either. The last time I saw her, when I went back to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kampung &lt;/span&gt;a few weeks ago, she was complaining of joint pains, common for old timers like her. And apparently, after a check up at hospital, turns out there was something more serious. Now shes here in KL, getting a consult from the neurologist at HKL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to add to the woes, over in Manchester, I've got to start all over again! The 'hey I'm peja, where are you from?'. Aaahhh. Thats gonna be awkward aint it? But on the bright side, I do get a fresh start right? The opportunity to change for a better? and the chance to be somebody totally different? I'm not being whiny, I'm just... scared, I guess :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tentatively, I'm scheduled to leave on the 17th of September, but nothing's confirmed yet. Lets start a countdown shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-2628562772319901536?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/2628562772319901536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=2628562772319901536&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/2628562772319901536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/2628562772319901536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2009/09/testy-times.html' title='Testy times.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-3336152425349947467</id><published>2009-09-02T18:37:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T18:41:52.346+01:00</updated><title type='text'>yeahh, whatev.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought bestfriends were supposed to tell each other everything,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-3336152425349947467?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/3336152425349947467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=3336152425349947467&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/3336152425349947467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/3336152425349947467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2009/09/yeahh-whatev.html' title='yeahh, whatev.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-7580274065922236918</id><published>2009-09-02T07:18:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T10:07:51.175+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A taste of raya.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Whadddupp homies!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got back from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kampung&lt;/span&gt; in Taiping and it was fun in the sun yaw! Practically everyone went back for the weekend except mama and ayah, (since they were a bit busy at home) and it actually felt like Hari Raya! The aunties and I learnt how to make tuk's legendary kuih samprit. There were talks of starting a samprit business just during the raya season, and laminating atuk's ancient recipe cookbook. Its secret family recipes now! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/Sp4xeUKNI9I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/EIiMU2QNha0/s1600-h/DSC01986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 215px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/Sp4xeUKNI9I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/EIiMU2QNha0/s400/DSC01986.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376789402004300754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My visa letter has finally arrived! but you dont see me celebrating. CAUSE THE PRINTED MY NAME WRONGLY. and apparently, the Visa policy is very strict and I wont be able to apply is the name on the letter doesnt correspond with the name in my passport! so yeahhhh, more waiting *sobs* :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/Sp4xn_6FCII/AAAAAAAAAcg/pS_ixKTMzkk/s1600-h/DSC01987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 324px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/Sp4xn_6FCII/AAAAAAAAAcg/pS_ixKTMzkk/s400/DSC01987.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376789568366643330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Irfan, meh sayang kakak sikit, nanti kakak pegi jauh, ifan tak jumpa kakak five years tau!"&lt;br /&gt;*tunjuk lima jari*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"ha? napa kakak pewgi jauh? kakak pewgi manew?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"kakak nak pegi study biar jadi pandai"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*muka nak menangis*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"haaa nanti.. nannn nanntii, ifan jumpa kakak bila ifan twef (twelve) yes old la! lamewnyaaaa''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*peluk kuat kuat*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/4538583998411523600-7580274065922236918?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/7580274065922236918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=7580274065922236918&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/7580274065922236918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/7580274065922236918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2009/09/taste-of-raya.html' title='A taste of raya.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/Sp4xeUKNI9I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/EIiMU2QNha0/s72-c/DSC01986.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-5243111620574168390</id><published>2009-08-29T23:12:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T23:19:02.089+01:00</updated><title type='text'>aku keliru.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ya Allah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kau hilangkan segala perasaan hasad dengki,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;perasaan benci,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;perasaan iri hati dalam diriku ini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sesungguhnya hamba-Mu ini,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;terlalu pentingkan diri sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Amin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-5243111620574168390?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/5243111620574168390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=5243111620574168390&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/5243111620574168390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/5243111620574168390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2009/08/aku-keliru.html' title='aku keliru.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-7407793958391127777</id><published>2009-08-27T14:48:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T16:32:11.977+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hectic, hectic, hectic.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span id="BCL30118"&gt;&lt;span class="formtext"&gt;I've had a pretty busy week, yeah. My head's been wrapped around university accommodation and visa applications, which may I say, have been a b*tchhhh. First of all, we have to complete an online application which asks stoopid, pointless questions,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'In times of either peace or war, have you, ever been involved in, or suspected of involvement in, war crimes, crimes againsthumanity or genocide?&lt;/em&gt;' - urrrhhh, NO? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Have you ever been involved in, supported, or encouraged terrorist activities in any country? Have you ever spoken of, or glorified any terrorist acts orgiven support to an organization that has been concerned in terrorism?'&lt;/em&gt; - again, obviously NO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Have you engaged in ay other activities that might indicate that you may not be considered a person of good character?&lt;/em&gt;' - does trespassing and using the hotel toilet count? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we have to print out millions of forms to be filled according to their guidelines, Appendix 8, self-assesment form, bla bla bla bla... dengar pun nak muntah kan? *sighs* and the thing that sucks the most is, I havent even got my visa letter from the university yet, which, will decline me of getting my financial affidavit from my sponsor, which means, I CANT GET MY VISA DONE YET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tidak mengapa. Ini semua dugaan di bulan mulia. Harus banyakkan bersabar yah yah!&lt;br /&gt;Kelmarin , I had my first buka puasa session with friends at Jetty, OU. We also celebrated Mira's 20th birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374664704655860498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SpalEpvXoxI/AAAAAAAAAcA/joWepFXhVwo/s320/gegadis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;♥ Peja sayang korang semua ok! ♥ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374664713366149234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SpalFKMEGHI/AAAAAAAAAcI/rntjX4OikGo/s320/jejaka.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-7407793958391127777?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/7407793958391127777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=7407793958391127777&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/7407793958391127777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/7407793958391127777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2009/08/hectic-hectic-hectic.html' title='Hectic, hectic, hectic.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SpalEpvXoxI/AAAAAAAAAcA/joWepFXhVwo/s72-c/gegadis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-4443548642895956535</id><published>2009-08-21T18:56:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T10:44:58.924+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Next stop, Manchester baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You know, after the 20th of August, this post was supposed to be a detailed account of my journey to Manchester. But after collecting my results that afternoon, with a huge grin on my face, the failed prank I tried to pull on my parents about the results, the endless phone calls made and received, and congratulating friends on their excellent results, I found nothing more to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday, exactly one week before results were due out, I was still sitting on my ass, planning the trip to Melaka to have &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ikan bakar&lt;/span&gt;. Come Monday, I was still lazing about at home, although I did feel a tingle of worry-ness. In the wee hours of Thursday morning, the day itself, I would have expected to not be able to sleep mulling over how my results would turn out, and instead I was already sleepy by midnight. It only really struck me that today  would either make me or break me at breakfast, when Wanie told me she had already got her results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thought of not being able to make it hurt to the bone. What excuse will I give? How was I going to look my parents in the face? How was I going to face all my friends? What about backpacking around Europe? How about getting season tickets to Old Trafford? What about walking through the streets of London? worse, what would happen to me after? All these were the stuff playing back and forth in my head like a broken radio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah everything turned out as expected , even better might I add! :D *beams*&lt;br /&gt;So what's next? It's me, my lugagge and Manchester ohh! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I would like to wish all muslims, Selamat Menyambut Bulan Ramadhan Al-Kareem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-4443548642895956535?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/4443548642895956535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=4443548642895956535&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/4443548642895956535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/4443548642895956535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2009/08/next-stop-manchester-baby.html' title='Next stop, Manchester baby!'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-5451766448539740298</id><published>2009-08-14T08:12:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T09:51:54.313+01:00</updated><title type='text'>And it is here, that we part ways.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There'll be times in life when you actually realise who your real friends are. I found one about 13 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SoUbmu3ry7I/AAAAAAAAAbY/1BACf9MbB9g/s1600-h/DSC01982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 337px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SoUbmu3ry7I/AAAAAAAAAbY/1BACf9MbB9g/s400/DSC01982.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369728482939751346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is Anis. We met in the UK when our parents were doing their PhD's and have been friends ever since. We separated briefly when I came back to Msia earlier. But we never stopped writing to each other. Yela, dulu the internet was considered a luxury ok! Then when she moved back here, her family stayed in Kedah. Even though contact was less frequent then, yet we still managed the occasional 'hello', and 'Happy Birthday yaw!'. Our families visitied during Raya and whenever any of us were in the area and we shared mutual friends when she went to KMB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, again, we're set for different paths. You in the US, and me in the UK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep in touch friend, for you will always be close to heart.&lt;br /&gt;Loves,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-5451766448539740298?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/5451766448539740298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=5451766448539740298&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/5451766448539740298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/5451766448539740298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2009/08/and-it-is-here-that-we-part-ways.html' title='And it is here, that we part ways.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SoUbmu3ry7I/AAAAAAAAAbY/1BACf9MbB9g/s72-c/DSC01982.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-3258537812160609394</id><published>2009-08-12T11:30:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T11:51:53.972+01:00</updated><title type='text'>You make it beat, hard.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Alhamdulillah the kenduri doa selamat went well. Although results werent out yet, we decided to have it early in light that ayah wasnt going to be around this week and it was the last weekend before puasa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, my friend's list had exceeded the number I rounded up to Mama and boy did I find it a handful to make everyone feel welcomed. There were friends from school, college, taman tun friends, Uitm friends, Subang friends, so many different groups, that I hardly entertained one group for more than 5 mins each round. Oh yeahhh, I had to do rounds or else it wouldnt have been fair! heh. But I hope everyone enjoyed themselves and the food! And for the people who dint get to come, tis ok. I'll only be gone for about five years or so. Soooo, no need for guilt. yeah yeah ? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/So_NoQeV-DI/AAAAAAAAAbg/sIo7NWm_aAg/s1600-h/DSC03863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/So_NoQeV-DI/AAAAAAAAAbg/sIo7NWm_aAg/s400/DSC03863.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372738971976988722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another 8 days till results. Pray for moi yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-3258537812160609394?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/3258537812160609394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=3258537812160609394&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/3258537812160609394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/3258537812160609394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-make-it-beat-hard.html' title='You make it beat, hard.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/So_NoQeV-DI/AAAAAAAAAbg/sIo7NWm_aAg/s72-c/DSC03863.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-8901047298276935680</id><published>2009-07-29T19:10:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T04:01:50.487+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I might have just erased the last 7 years of my life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am so frustrated that I cant seem to find my external harddisk eventhough I've looked everywhere! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and yeah, I just got back from Kuantan and it was great. I'll tell you all about it when I'm less stressed out yeah? *sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/4538583998411523600-8901047298276935680?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/8901047298276935680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=8901047298276935680&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/8901047298276935680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/8901047298276935680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-might-have-just-erased-last-7-years.html' title='I might have just erased the last 7 years of my life.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-7347028668084608450</id><published>2009-07-27T01:02:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T01:34:36.445+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat pagi Malaysia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Morning. Its 8 am. Cant seem to recall the last time I woke up this early. wuahhhh *yawns*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a couple of hours, my girlfriends and I are gonna be taking a roadtrip to KUANTAN, Pahang. After Subuh, Mama was already ready to head off to Tioman. With Mama, being my mother, I knew what was coming so I just had to embrace it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;''Dont go waddling off to the middle of the sea. You know the currents are strong this time of year. Main tepi-tepi pantai je okkk''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;''Drive carefully please. Jangan suka-suka sangat''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Dont forget to call if you get lost. But dont talk to strangers. Nanti lalu hutan. Org creepy-creepy."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Take care. I love youu"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that said, I havent done an ounce of packing, hell, I havent even brushed me teeth yet. tsk tsk. shame on you dentist-to-be. I've been prepping for the trip by spending so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;e much needed time at home. Ina, the ex-roomate has been staying over for the past 2nights. Spent it well by bitching about guys we dint like and guys we did. keskehss ;) Finally had my first home-cooked meal for the entire week lastnight. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*see how much time I've been spending out?* &lt;/span&gt;Gulai daging berserta telur dadar dan sambal tempoyak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I think I should be packing now. Ili, Syaz and Anne have just woken up so we'll be on our way soon!&lt;br /&gt;Pray for our safeguard yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-7347028668084608450?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/7347028668084608450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=7347028668084608450&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/7347028668084608450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/7347028668084608450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2009/07/selamat-pagi-malaysia.html' title='Selamat pagi Malaysia.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-8887255009963653806</id><published>2009-07-22T08:33:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T08:41:03.507+01:00</updated><title type='text'>For good reccomendation.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Went out and bought myself A home DVD last night; The Changeling. Plopped right in front of the telly with a bag of chips and a can of Pepsi. I was teary-eyed right from the start! and by the time I woke up this morning, my eyes were practically swollen shut :P  No contrived dramatics, no shocking stunts, yet it was an excellent, EXCELLENT movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.moviezeal.com/wp-content/uploads/changeling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 297px;" src="http://www.moviezeal.com/wp-content/uploads/changeling.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-8887255009963653806?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/8887255009963653806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=8887255009963653806&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/8887255009963653806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/8887255009963653806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2009/07/for-good-reccomendation.html' title='For good reccomendation.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-2862973031026796416</id><published>2009-07-19T18:28:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T19:42:33.887+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ever have too much on your plate?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Have you ever felt realllyyy hungry, and at the dinner table or buffet bench, you pile on loads of food onto your plate and its practically falling off the sides?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I finished college I could count the number of days I've been home. I went back to school for the annual SMSS 10's rugby tournament, had the annual batch reunion, MU vs Malaysia, danced to Sean Kingston at the shout awards and the countless lunch and dinner dates. Just enjoying it while there's still time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SmNoo8Egm3I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/lMMoDxBE7dg/s1600-h/Blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SmNoo8Egm3I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/lMMoDxBE7dg/s400/Blog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360243034030119794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;p.s: I am surrounded by a group of awesome people yaw! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-2862973031026796416?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/2862973031026796416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=2862973031026796416&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/2862973031026796416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/2862973031026796416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2009/07/ever-have-too-much-on-your-plate.html' title='Ever have too much on your plate?'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SmNoo8Egm3I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/lMMoDxBE7dg/s72-c/Blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-9160062812999180459</id><published>2009-07-09T17:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T18:10:08.163+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The awaited reunion.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SlYhsgQ1G8I/AAAAAAAAAaI/CVUI6XQNT-k/s1600-h/1+%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SlYhsgQ1G8I/AAAAAAAAAaI/CVUI6XQNT-k/s400/1+%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356505855262268354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Duly acknowledged that this post is longgggg overdue, I still feel the need to story! :) hehehe&lt;br /&gt;So, about a fortnight ago, smss0206 held our annual reunion in Shah Alam, at Enot's house. Ironically, his dad is our superdupersenior! Luckily he dint feel the need to combine his batch's reunion and ours eh? hehe. The thing about this year's reunion was that we made our first alumni batch tshirt, designed a banner and we also rented out a karaoke set just to liven things up! Food was awesome! There was Laksa johor, barbeque, spaghetti, choc fondue and also moi brownies, which I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;spent the whole day before the reunion at Jay's to learn her secret recipe. I was really excited through the first two trays, but by the 6th tray, I was heaving a big sigh of relief it was done!! Mind you, I got rave reviews! ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Butttttt the disappointment was the attendance. Apparently some of us were busy helping out with freshies' registration a their respective universities, hence the smaller crowd compared to last year's :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatsoever... we still had a blast! Everyone looked uberly cute in white. So family-like! HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SlYhtLI0V2I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/b7qgiW0sY3k/s1600-h/10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SlYhtLI0V2I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/b7qgiW0sY3k/s400/10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356505866771388258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SlYhtVKMGWI/AAAAAAAAAaY/_4npDHq3XAc/s1600-h/20.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SlYhtVKMGWI/AAAAAAAAAaY/_4npDHq3XAc/s400/20.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356505869461494114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SlYhtwligqI/AAAAAAAAAag/6KS8fDSUG3o/s1600-h/IMG_4443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SlYhtwligqI/AAAAAAAAAag/6KS8fDSUG3o/s400/IMG_4443.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356505876823966370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SlYjtoryu_I/AAAAAAAAAbA/Pq6vxtPNXfE/s1600-h/DSC_0278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SlYjtoryu_I/AAAAAAAAAbA/Pq6vxtPNXfE/s400/DSC_0278.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356508073725967346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SlYjtR8js2I/AAAAAAAAAa4/KTRiMKTyj80/s1600-h/DSC_0398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SlYjtR8js2I/AAAAAAAAAa4/KTRiMKTyj80/s400/DSC_0398.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356508067622269794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SlYhuDTzMpI/AAAAAAAAAao/qhwiBME83hs/s1600-h/DSC_0371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SlYhuDTzMpI/AAAAAAAAAao/qhwiBME83hs/s400/DSC_0371.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356505881849836178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SlYjtxft6LI/AAAAAAAAAbI/r9zZ7QGwaZc/s1600-h/DSC_0255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SlYjtxft6LI/AAAAAAAAAbI/r9zZ7QGwaZc/s400/DSC_0255.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356508076091238578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SlYjsx1CRxI/AAAAAAAAAaw/dgGgkjIfakg/s1600-h/DSC03193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SlYjsx1CRxI/AAAAAAAAAaw/dgGgkjIfakg/s400/DSC03193.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356508059000784658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Loves,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-9160062812999180459?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/9160062812999180459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=9160062812999180459&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/9160062812999180459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/9160062812999180459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2009/07/awaited-reunion.html' title='The awaited reunion.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SlYhsgQ1G8I/AAAAAAAAAaI/CVUI6XQNT-k/s72-c/1+%282%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-4373067454795127437</id><published>2009-07-08T16:29:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T19:28:59.071+01:00</updated><title type='text'>MJ, you will be remembered.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The King of Pop is finally gone :'((((((((((  wuaaaaa. It all seems surreal. 45 years of pure, raw entertainment, he brought a revolution to the music industry with his high pitched melodic voice, exquisite dance moves and the famous Moonwalk! I knew this would probably sound cliche, but I grew up listening to his songs ok! I remember in the UK, ayah used to buy the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gramophone_record"&gt;black vinyl records&lt;/a&gt; to play on his gramophone. No, not the big ol' antique ones, but a modern one, hooked up to the a pair of speakers. And I used to count the grooves on the plate so cautiously so that I could place the needle point exactly where Thriller was starting, and I would just dance in the front living room! Oh gawddd. Classic. Man in the mirror was my all-time favourite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I stayed up watching Michael Joseph Jackson @ Mikaeel's memorial yesterday, I cant help but feel at a loss for the greatest entertainer of all time. How many people would just cry at the sight of him on stage, when he opens his mouth to start to singing and what more now that he's gone. I cried buckets, mind you!It was so touching ok! :P I now realised that he tried to bring about change in the world through his music. His plights against &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;racism, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;world hunger, peace and love were all brought by the lyrics of his songs. He was truly the 'good Samaritan'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But witnessing his remembrance ceremony made me question some of the things that happened. First and foremost, the parading of his casket in the memorial hall and also praises to the Lord Jesus through Church-like hymns. Was/will he be buried as a muslim? Did he not embrace Islam before his tragic death?&lt;br /&gt;I just want to share with you my theories to these observations. And I stress here, they are MY theories ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have an itching feeling that Michael was indeed buried a Muslim. First proof I bring forward is the fact that the Jackson family held a PRIVATE memorial for family members only. As we know, his brother Jermaine, was a strong devotee of Islam and has spoken of his intentions for his brother to be buried accordingly to Islamic beliefs. However, only God (and the Jackson family) knows what happened inside. Second, The fact that nobody has seen MJ's body after his death; take note of the CLOSED casket for the grand memorial. MJ's body probably wasnt even in there! and to strengthen my theory, the fact that at the end of the service, and correct me if I'm wrong, but the burial site of MJ's 'supposed' body is yet unknown. Whether at the Forest Lawn cemetery or Neverland? or just a small downtown muslim cemetery. Who knows?  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wallahu'alam bisawab. &lt;/span&gt;May his soul rest in peace &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;di kalangan orang-orang yang beriman&lt;/span&gt;. Aminnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cache.daylife.com/imageserve/052je9kg8B3Zp/340x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 340px; height: 450px;" src="http://cache.daylife.com/imageserve/052je9kg8B3Zp/340x.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Be the change you want to see in the world.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Michael Jackson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1958-2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-4373067454795127437?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/4373067454795127437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=4373067454795127437&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/4373067454795127437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/4373067454795127437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2009/07/mj-you-will-be-remembered.html' title='MJ, you will be remembered.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-5782246206849409073</id><published>2009-07-04T17:21:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T17:26:18.857+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Banyak kerja.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I really wanna write tons about what i've been doing, but i've just been reallllyyy realllyyy tired. And plus the internet at home is messed up and the abang streamyx hasnt come to fix it yet so i'm jusing the wireless from Mcd. pobre :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update soon yeah?&lt;br /&gt;Loves,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-5782246206849409073?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/5782246206849409073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=5782246206849409073&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/5782246206849409073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/5782246206849409073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2009/07/banyak-kerja.html' title='Banyak kerja.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-6109031119263035232</id><published>2009-06-25T18:50:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T20:11:14.078+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a short one.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;olaaa! How's eberibodi duin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting really psyched up for the batch reunion this Saturday which we will be having at Shah Alam this year round. We've targeted this year's reunion to be better even though the group this year might not be as large as the one that came last year. That put aside, for this year, we designed a batch tshirt which got tremendous support even from the ones overseas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SkPJ8ETc7EI/AAAAAAAAAaA/0OFJtIeGyvM/s1600-h/Batch0206ii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 181px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SkPJ8ETc7EI/AAAAAAAAAaA/0OFJtIeGyvM/s400/Batch0206ii.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351342816030944322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year i'll be baking brownies! :) yowzaaa. I'll be learning the recipe from Jay so i'll be in Puchong tomoro if anyone is in the area, drop me a line, and come join me! hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-6109031119263035232?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/6109031119263035232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=6109031119263035232&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/6109031119263035232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/6109031119263035232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2009/06/olaaa-hows-eberibodi-duin-im-getting.html' title='Just a short one.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SkPJ8ETc7EI/AAAAAAAAAaA/0OFJtIeGyvM/s72-c/Batch0206ii.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-6315795120995788096</id><published>2009-06-22T14:36:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T04:50:25.814+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in business</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello readersss!&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the lack of recent updates. One, I have been totally swamped with school and exams. and plus, my vaio's been infected with swine flu. pobre :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back from my holiday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/Sj-ova-rCQI/AAAAAAAAAZg/dWelPFM-i38/s1600-h/DSCF7841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/Sj-ova-rCQI/AAAAAAAAAZg/dWelPFM-i38/s400/DSCF7841.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350180414988945666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/Sj-qcdmmYkI/AAAAAAAAAZw/MTcGYYLzWsI/s1600-h/DSCF7844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/Sj-qcdmmYkI/AAAAAAAAAZw/MTcGYYLzWsI/s400/DSCF7844.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350182288299024962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/Sj-pgDt5SMI/AAAAAAAAAZo/5wiILqhQRf4/s1600-h/DSCF7842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/Sj-pgDt5SMI/AAAAAAAAAZo/5wiILqhQRf4/s400/DSCF7842.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350181250558150850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/Sj-tcsS1zgI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/CZU1JZfj5zo/s1600-h/582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/Sj-tcsS1zgI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/CZU1JZfj5zo/s400/582.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350185590777564674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bring on the next agenda! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-6315795120995788096?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/6315795120995788096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=6315795120995788096&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/6315795120995788096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/6315795120995788096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2009/06/back-in-business.html' title='Back in business'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/Sj-ova-rCQI/AAAAAAAAAZg/dWelPFM-i38/s72-c/DSCF7841.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-5204140397723058664</id><published>2009-06-01T18:29:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T05:30:19.439+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sirih pulang ke gagang</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SiQSCYvwvyI/AAAAAAAAAZY/FgSaIOrrK3w/s1600-h/DSC01934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 344px; height: 258px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SiQSCYvwvyI/AAAAAAAAAZY/FgSaIOrrK3w/s400/DSC01934.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342414890180067106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I just got back from PPM basketball finals in SSP, Cyberjaya. Oh boy, what a game it was! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;During the game, SSPians wore their heart on their sleeves, fought back from an 8-point deficit, held in there for at most, a two point lead desperately. With 30 seconds left, the score was 43-42 to STF, no.15 then forced a foul from the opposition, 2 free throws. It had to count. First ball, no rebound, IN! Second ball, STF were booing, SSPians could barely watch.. IN!!! All they had to do now, was keep possession.. and after the final whistle blew, EUPHORIA!!! If only I had it on tape. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Out of all my four years playing in the prestigious HKSBP tournament, never have I seen a scoreline this close before in a final. This margin, you only see in the movies and the NBA! :) SSP won the trophy back after two years of losing out to STF. A well deserved win, I would say. Kudos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally, I would not acknowledge my sibling's achievement this publicly, but I was very proud of you Ati! The way you played and your spirit. There's a few things you need to brush up here and there, and you'll be a promising player. Just listen to me, and you'll get by ;) Now, lets never speak of this again ok. I have an ego to uphold. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is the thing I'm going to be missing most about home when overseas :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*SSP: Sekolah Seri Puteri&lt;br /&gt;*STF: Sekolah Tun Fatimah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-5204140397723058664?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/5204140397723058664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=5204140397723058664&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/5204140397723058664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/5204140397723058664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2009/06/sirih-pulang-ke-gagang.html' title='Sirih pulang ke gagang'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SiQSCYvwvyI/AAAAAAAAAZY/FgSaIOrrK3w/s72-c/DSC01934.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-4982895266990360737</id><published>2009-05-27T16:27:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T06:42:22.944+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grey&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American Idol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gossip Girl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prison Break'/><title type='text'>Just some random stuff.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.usmagazine.com/images/slideshows/slide1727.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 344px; height: 253px;" src="http://www.usmagazine.com/images/slideshows/slide1727.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Look at his face! hahaha he is too cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I know this post is long overdue, but I just had to share my views on this season's American Idol. You see, Kris Allen, MY Kris, the underdog, the dark horse took home the coveted American Idol trophy as he won over the hearts votes of many. And as glad as I was to see him win,and he TOTALLY deserved to, I have to admit that I honestly didnt think that he would! I mean, Adam Lambert was the obvious front runner from week 1 since the judges blatantly tell him he's 'a star' without fail, every single frickin' week, which I thought was quite unfair to the other contestants since the judges (even Simon) seemed to show favoritism! Personally, I thought he was overrated, over the top and gay. haha&lt;br /&gt;And along comes my Kris, performed '&lt;a href="http://www.americanidol.com/videos/season_8/performances/kris_allen_aint_no_sunshine_2"&gt;Aint no sunshine&lt;/a&gt;', '&lt;a href="http://www.americanidol.com/videos/season_8/performances/kris_allen_falling_slowly"&gt;Falling slowly&lt;/a&gt;' and '&lt;a href="http://www.americanidol.com/videos/season_8/performances/kris_allen_heartless"&gt;Heartless&lt;/a&gt;' and BAM! w-i-n-n-e-r! It gave me rightful bragging rights over Lambert's fans which was overly satisfying :) I also loved, loved, loveddddd Kris's performance with Keith Urban, their duet of 'Kiss a girl' was awesome! *melts*&lt;br /&gt;But recent reports have been that the votes were rigged, which made sense if they were pun and there was also rumors that my Kris's win was the result of a fans' backlash of the open favoritism of Adam. *yeay!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.usmagazine.com/images/slideshows/keith.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 342px; height: 262px;" src="http://www.usmagazine.com/images/slideshows/keith.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*ehem* And on other matters, I've finally finished watching the finale's of Grey's, Prison Break,and Gossip Girl. Lemme break it down for you, *spoiler alert!*&lt;br /&gt;I shed a tear for GG, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;was left gaped-open-mouthed at Grey's anatomy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I bawled over the ending of Prison Break. HOW COULD THEY LET MICHEAL DIE AT THE END? It is sooo not fair. He went through hell and back for people he cared about, so he was supposed to get the happy ending he deserved; a life with Sara! tapiii, his tumour flared up again and he died. But I suppose they made it touching in a way, he did get to marry Sara and they had Micheal Jr. But he still died! The part I sniffed my brains out were at the end, Micheal's headstone read: ''Be the change you want to see in the world''. Gawd. So fitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, and in Grey's I was left hanging on whether George and Izzie were gonna die or not. George's story was totally twisted, he enrolled into the army but ended up being a '&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_Doe"&gt;John Doe&lt;/a&gt;' case instead and Izzie's case was sooo sad. Only when I thought she had made it through the operation, she goes and has a seizure and now all I can do is wait for the sixth pilot! fcukfcukfcuk. I &lt;s&gt;hate&lt;/s&gt;love suspense! Also, the anticipated MerDer wedding did not happen, *i told you so!* instead they got married like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/p9zuqtmCyPA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/p9zuqtmCyPA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''To take care of each other when old, smelly and senile''&lt;br /&gt;AWWWWHHHHH :):):):):):) uberly cuteeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-4982895266990360737?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/4982895266990360737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=4982895266990360737&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/4982895266990360737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/4982895266990360737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-some-random-stuff.html' title='Just some random stuff.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-2911074978454885916</id><published>2009-05-26T07:45:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T13:02:31.322+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Right? Right?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is for my people who are on summer break and are out of things to do! hahaha. Y'all should check this vid out ok. This &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/ndtitanlady"&gt;video blogger&lt;/a&gt; is funny as hell! She does all kinds of crazy shit with her friends at school, and just about anywhere public. haha This latest video is about her visit to the zoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t96yznulxJw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/t96yznulxJw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="290"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-2911074978454885916?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/2911074978454885916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=2911074978454885916&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/2911074978454885916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/2911074978454885916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-is-for-my-people-who-are-on-summer.html' title='Right? Right?'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-6924932368544212613</id><published>2009-05-24T15:36:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T14:10:11.292+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ya habibi.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Look, look, lookie what I gottt :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/ShlcGRBY90I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/O9LG9LeOR_Y/s1600-h/abc+196+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 290px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/ShlcGRBY90I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/O9LG9LeOR_Y/s400/abc+196+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339400095942637378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4538583998411523600-6924932368544212613?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/6924932368544212613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=6924932368544212613&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/6924932368544212613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/6924932368544212613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2009/05/ya-habibi_24.html' title='Ya habibi.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/ShlcGRBY90I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/O9LG9LeOR_Y/s72-c/abc+196+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-7250193047273937345</id><published>2009-05-22T18:30:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T18:53:52.817+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Go gaga.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/Shblh3bG-PI/AAAAAAAAAY0/7X4Mw0uBcYQ/s1600-h/abc+191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/Shblh3bG-PI/AAAAAAAAAY0/7X4Mw0uBcYQ/s400/abc+191.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338706778270398706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was expecting having to push and shove to get my tickets to the Man Utd vs Malaysia IX match. Surprisingly, tickets were aplenty at Cineleisure, Mutiara Damansara! Lets go gaga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/ShbliJQxnRI/AAAAAAAAAY8/gwz4Lkw1koo/s1600-h/DSC01929.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/ShbliJQxnRI/AAAAAAAAAY8/gwz4Lkw1koo/s400/DSC01929.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338706783058894098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-7250193047273937345?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/7250193047273937345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=7250193047273937345&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/7250193047273937345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/7250193047273937345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2009/05/go-gaga.html' title='Go gaga.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/Shblh3bG-PI/AAAAAAAAAY0/7X4Mw0uBcYQ/s72-c/abc+191.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-32551984830281368</id><published>2009-05-14T15:32:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T17:42:38.303+01:00</updated><title type='text'>In a pickle.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am currently in a rut trying to decide which University to choose. Liverpool, The European Capital of Culture, orrrr Manchester, The Need-I-Say-More City. Oh did I mention that I got accepted into Manchester? *yeay!*&lt;br /&gt;It may not be as easy as it sounds, sure for those who know me would probably say "ei, Manchester-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lah&lt;/span&gt;, derhh" but there are other things weighing the option besides the fact that they have the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GREATEST&lt;/span&gt; football team on the face of the Earth!! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For one thing, Manchester is the second biggest city in the UK after London, so food, social life and getting round would be easy. The Manchester Arena is quite famous and JT's performed there once or twice I think. I like! On the other hand, there's a large Malaysian community there. No, please dont get me wrong. I am not a hater of my own race/nationality. Its just that I go overseas to look for change, exposure. However, a large Malaysian community can be very welcoming especially when you're in a foreign country and tend to miss home.&lt;br /&gt;The method of learning in both Uni's are the same, difference is, Dentistry and Medicine students in Manchester do not share classes/lectures. Good or bad, I dont know.&lt;br /&gt;GAHHH! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;penatlah berfikir&lt;/span&gt;! Any suggestions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finals will be starting next week and I dont think I'm preparing myself enough for it to be called revision. The pages of my bio textbook seem to be permanently glued to the Sexual Reproduction chapter since last week. Beleive me, its not because I'm horny, no. It means no progress, comprende? haihh. focus peja focus!&lt;br /&gt;Hepp!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4538583998411523600-32551984830281368?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/32551984830281368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=32551984830281368&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/32551984830281368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/32551984830281368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2009/05/in-pickle.html' title='In a pickle.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538583998411523600.post-6220857562654177226</id><published>2009-05-09T17:17:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T17:39:13.501+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Second Sunday of May.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;P: Tomorrow's Mother's Day. You doing anything special?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W: Erhh really? Everyday is Mother's day to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's just a sorry excuse :P Mother's day comes once a year. What's the harm in just doing something nice? I can totally bet you that in some way, your mother is expecting something. A card, a hug, a peck on the cheek, or even the least, a yell just as you're about to go out the door with your friends. It cant be that hard could it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SgxGEqDzBGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/tvvXpO9oJ8o/s1600-h/DSC01910+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SgxGEqDzBGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/tvvXpO9oJ8o/s400/DSC01910+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335716704350831714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Mothers Day Mama&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/4538583998411523600-6220857562654177226?l=winkypopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/6220857562654177226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4538583998411523600&amp;postID=6220857562654177226&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/6220857562654177226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4538583998411523600/posts/default/6220857562654177226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winkypopsicle.blogspot.com/2009/05/second-sunday-of-may.html' title='Second Sunday of May.'/><author><name>peja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559206380338950063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/S5BY03FLn2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/26gpXijF0f4/S220/21567_258491211986_639426986_3760782_4597603_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Pp4unJp_vA/SgxGEqDzBGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/tvvXpO9oJ8o/s72-c/DSC01910+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
