<?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:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744668714166075591</id><updated>2010-08-01T17:07:44.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>StarryNitez::JunJun-Riko</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.junjunriko.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744668714166075591/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.junjunriko.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744668714166075591/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>JunJun-Riko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16073407892206646102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>475</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744668714166075591.post-7069969831765636002</id><published>2010-08-01T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T12:50:25.606+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants/Complaints'/><title type='text'>Been such a busy week!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's been such a busy week that I haven't got the time to update my blog these few days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I had a small presentation on last Wednesday morning, a last minute notification of a Pre-Grad photoshoot on Thursday evening, and 2 mid term tests on Friday itself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I didn't really prepare for the presentation, Just barely had 10 minutes practice with the slides and then I was back to Facebook. WTF. The presentation didn't went as bad as it could have. I practically read from the slides itself. The lecturer didn't notice that coz I was looking at him the entire time. When he is looking at me, I'll look straight back at him. And when he's looking down on his paper or writing notes about the presentation, I'd just read directly from the slides. Hahahah! Genius tactic! Not proud of it, but genius! LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ok so the Pre-Grad photoshoot thingy wasn't a last minute notice at all. But to me it was. I practically only found out about it on Wednesday evening. I had planned my schedule to study for the entire Thursday but if I were to attend this photoshoot, 5 hours of my day would've been gone. I decided to go ahead with the photoshoot anyway coz I had to go uni to take some notes from my coursemate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So if you're in my friend list in Facebook, you'd know I've been on a very strict diet for the past 2 months, and so I've lost quite some weight. My previous formal skirt doesn't fit me anymore, and my mom's skirts are just too "un young". So I borrowed Moon's formal skirt and yes, it fitted just nicely except that the waist line was still a bit too loose. I seriously need to shop for new clothes, but I just couldn't find any that I like. Geez!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC07084 copy" height="500" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4146/4847889853_081e2b59b8.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In my formal waiting for the bus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So by the time I reached home from the photoshoot, I was exhausted. I wanted to sleep so badly but I couldn't coz I haven't really studied at all, for both subjects! So I burnt the midnight oil that night. Slept for about 1 hour in between then continued to study again. The Project Management test in the morning was a breeze. After all, it was quite an easy subject.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So after the morning test I had 5 hours to study for my Manufacturing Technology test. And FML I've never been to this subject's lecture before and I've only went to its tutorial class once. And damn it's really hard to remember stuff when the brain is filled with another subject's info. I sat on the chair and study real hard even my butt still hurts right now. FML. And btw, I did very poorly in the test. FML seriously. But I'm letting it go coz I know I could've done so much better if I didn't have 2 papers on the same day. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Was suppose to head to Genting Highlands for the entire day today with my jimuis but got stood up my Moon, so the entire plan was canceled/postponed. Gonna head to Oldtown to yumcha with them tonight though. All's not lost. Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Will update soon. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744668714166075591-7069969831765636002?l=www.junjunriko.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.junjunriko.com/feeds/7069969831765636002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744668714166075591&amp;postID=7069969831765636002&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744668714166075591/posts/default/7069969831765636002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744668714166075591/posts/default/7069969831765636002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.junjunriko.com/2010/08/been-such-busy-week.html' title='Been such a busy week!'/><author><name>JunJun-Riko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16073407892206646102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02388218311874238283'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744668714166075591.post-8748282679061917338</id><published>2010-07-29T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T11:58:38.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The most romantic thing you've heard</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What's the most romantic thing you've heard so far? Be it from the movie, from a book, from the internet, from your ex or from your partner. What is the most romantic thing you've heard so far?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I used to think that a simple "I love you" is romantic enough for me. I used to get all hyped up bout the "I love you" and the "I miss you" phrases. I used to think that when someone says "I love you", it'll actually last forever. But as time goes by, I realized it's not that way. As much as the "I love you" you hear from him, it'll all changed just with a snap of a finger. Then you'll realize, all the "I love you" were just words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So for me, I don't consider stuff like "I love you till forever", or any other fancier way you can say "I love you" to be romantic. I think a romantic thing to say would be a phrase, or a paragraph, or even a page full of words, but without the word "Love".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I bet you've heard of that classic line from the movie Jerry Maguire, "You complete me". That was indeed a very touching line but it was only so coz of the things Tom Cruise said before that last line. I think that something romantic, must be said from the bottom of the heart, with your very own words, without the influence of any classic lines.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It could be constructed with very poor vocabulary, or with very lousy grammar, but as long as it's something sincere and honest, it is something romantic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And FYI, something that sounds like this "I really love you so much. I've never felt this way about another person before. I really want to be with you till the end of my life", is not something romantic. It's a cliche. How many guys have told this to a girl and end up dumping her in the end?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I really want to know what is the most romantic thing you've heard so far in your life, please leave a comment and let me know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC00721 copy" height="500" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4107/4837264903_d3597b72a5.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For me, the most romantic thing I've heard so far goes something like this, not in the exact words, but similar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Him: "There is no doubt that life will change you, and one day you'll feel differently towards me."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Her: "Then what would you do when that day comes?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Him: "I haven't thought about it."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*Short pause*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Him: "When I look into your eyes and see something different, then I'll think about it."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't really know why, but that is the most romantic thing I've heard so far. And yes, the "Her" is me. =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744668714166075591-8748282679061917338?l=www.junjunriko.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.junjunriko.com/feeds/8748282679061917338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744668714166075591&amp;postID=8748282679061917338&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744668714166075591/posts/default/8748282679061917338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744668714166075591/posts/default/8748282679061917338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.junjunriko.com/2010/07/most-romantic-thing-youve-heard.html' title='The most romantic thing you&apos;ve heard'/><author><name>JunJun-Riko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16073407892206646102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02388218311874238283'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744668714166075591.post-6843600737031676509</id><published>2010-07-28T13:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T13:02:38.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just sharing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can we pretend that airplanes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the night sky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Are like shooting stars&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I could really use a wish right now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wish right now, wish right now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can we pretend that airplanes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the night sky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Are like shooting stars&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I could really use a wish right now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wish right now, Wish right now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's part of the lyrics from Airplanes by B.O.B featuring Hayley Williams in case you didn't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I especially like Hayley's singing in this song, she's the lead singer for Paramore, in case you didn't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, no particular meaning to this post, I just like her voice and I love the lyrics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744668714166075591-6843600737031676509?l=www.junjunriko.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.junjunriko.com/feeds/6843600737031676509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744668714166075591&amp;postID=6843600737031676509&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744668714166075591/posts/default/6843600737031676509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744668714166075591/posts/default/6843600737031676509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.junjunriko.com/2010/07/just-sharing.html' title='Just sharing'/><author><name>JunJun-Riko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16073407892206646102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02388218311874238283'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744668714166075591.post-5395777815416702874</id><published>2010-07-27T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T12:43:01.309+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outings'/><title type='text'>Outing with the girls at Mid Valley</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Went out with the girls for a shopping spree in Mid Valley last Saturday. It was after all, the mega sales season. We didn't manage to get much though. I bought myself a new pair of jeans, while Yuki and Peiqi got themselves each a new top. Moon went home empty handed that day, she just couldn't find anything she liked. LOL!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, the mall wasn't as packed as I thought it'd be. The girls and I went over to the Gardens to shop a lil bit more and we stopped by Robinson. Yuki and I tried on a bra but we just didn't like it that much. All is not lost though, we managed to camwhore a bit in the fitting room coz the lighting was just awesome. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC00390 copy" height="500" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4076/4827015150_7b7c18fa70.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4 big heads&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC00403 copy" height="500" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4137/4826407657_36e827b6c9.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This shot has a princessy edge to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC00395 copy" height="375" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4137/4826410097_a68c89f524.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Candid, but I like it. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC00392 copy" height="500" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4075/4827016848_cdc29687b9.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nice~ =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC00396 copy" height="500" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4141/4827016602_93844ce459.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Was goofing around after that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC00414c copy" height="500" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4095/4826409025_894cdfd897.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And my favourite pic of the day!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Haha. In case you guys didn't notice, note the black bra I'm wearing outside of my shirt. It's not mine btw, just another bra that we were trying out. Put it on the outside just to get that goofy feeling for this shot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We all headed to Paparich for our early dinner/snack, and the girls decided to head over to Peiqi's house at Serdang since her dad has been complaining how she never brings us home. LOL. Then Yuki and Moon wanted to drink some alcohol, so we went to Cold Storage to see what we could find. It was quite a disappointment though. Both of them didn't had much money to spend on wine and they knew nothing bout it either. So they each bought a 5% alcohol drink instead. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC00429 copy" height="375" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4079/4827017644_cfff67ee80.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is a funny pic coz we were trying to take a shot with the bottles on the floor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was really difficult for us to take this shot coz Moon's camera lens is very short and we all had to squeeze into that mini frame of her, on the floor nonetheless. The above picture is like the #4212135 picture that we took. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC00438 copy" height="500" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4093/4827016270_6e656f70b2.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yuki's and Moon's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC00439 copy" height="500" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4082/4827016062_2ea9757c93.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yuki and her drink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC00442 copy" height="500" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4137/4827015920_6402cc1794.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me posing with Moon's drink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC00443 copy" height="500" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4079/4827015756_62592faab2.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Peiqi having a sip. =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC00444 copy" height="500" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4118/4827015374_88c72ac60f.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last but not least, the camwhore queen who wanted both bottles. LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After our so called lil drinking session, we just chatted a bit in the living room. Moon bought this really yummy kimchi from Cold Storage too. It was really nice and if you guys just so happen to drop by, do give it a try.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC00451 copy" height="500" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4120/4826409909_f53c17d5f5.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Moon and her kimchi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC00452 copy" height="500" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4075/4827017082_335108198a.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I loved it alot too. Haha!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, Louis came by Peiqi's house to fetch us girls back. Got to meet his friend Michael again. All of us except Peiqi headed for dim sum around Sri Petaling. We hung around there till it was like 3.30am and we finally decided to leave as soon as Wilson (Yuki's bf), dropped by to give her a surprise and also to fetch her home. How sweet. Haha!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, had a really fun outing with the girls and we're gonna do it again this Sunday. We're gonna head up to Genting highlands, this time, with more jimuis! =) Will update soon again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744668714166075591-5395777815416702874?l=www.junjunriko.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.junjunriko.com/feeds/5395777815416702874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744668714166075591&amp;postID=5395777815416702874&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744668714166075591/posts/default/5395777815416702874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744668714166075591/posts/default/5395777815416702874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.junjunriko.com/2010/07/outing-with-girls-at-mid-valley.html' title='Outing with the girls at Mid Valley'/><author><name>JunJun-Riko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16073407892206646102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02388218311874238283'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744668714166075591.post-5090459106564451347</id><published>2010-07-25T13:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T13:58:17.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brownie goes EMO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Brownie can actually model!!! LOL. Seriously, my sis took some photos of Brownie the other day and it turned out really good. Like she's some sort of professional model. I'm actually quite surprised that my sis managed to take some good shots of Brownie with the not so fancy Sony digicam that my dad got it for free.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Scroll down to see Brownie's photoshoot. =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC00135 copy" height="500" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4117/4808191351_d58af532c5.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When loneliness is all there is... No one to play with, no one to share with...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC00147 copy" height="375" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4139/4808811968_1a148fcedf.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When freedom is taken away... Beyond the bars lies happiness...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC00148 copy" height="375" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4082/4808811848_e1d03d70a2.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Living solely on your own... Never knowing the meaning of happiness...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC00152 copy" height="375" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4142/4808190991_b786017449.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I believe... There is still hope...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC00153 copy" height="375" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4079/4808811770_dc266e4318.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hope for a better life... Even if it means waiting endlessly...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC00119 copy" height="375" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4081/4808811504_9e8b40f03c.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How long will I need to wait... For my happiness, lies in your hand...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Whoah... Not bad right? Can do those adoption ads. LOL!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sorry la my caption suck a bit coz I'm not emo right now. XDXD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744668714166075591-5090459106564451347?l=www.junjunriko.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.junjunriko.com/feeds/5090459106564451347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744668714166075591&amp;postID=5090459106564451347&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744668714166075591/posts/default/5090459106564451347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744668714166075591/posts/default/5090459106564451347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.junjunriko.com/2010/07/brownie-goes-emo.html' title='Brownie goes EMO'/><author><name>JunJun-Riko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16073407892206646102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02388218311874238283'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744668714166075591.post-4667357320528537486</id><published>2010-07-22T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T23:14:02.099+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outings'/><title type='text'>Inception at Mid Valley</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Watched Inception at Mid Valley on last Sunday night. I've heard of the movie quite a few times but only that it's impossible to get tickets to. I didn't really know what the movie was about at all. Louis called in the morning that Sunday telling me he wants to watch the movie Inception, so I offered to buy the tickets online using my dad's credit card.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Guess what? It was totally sold out. Every session in Pavilion was sold out that I had no choice but to buy tickets in Mid Valley. Thank goodness there were still decent seats left when I made the purchase, but the movie was kinda late, 11pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, walked around Mid Valley and did a lil shopping. Louis wanted to buy a checkered shirt for a birthday party his friend is having next month. And the shopping luck was on our side that night, we found a really nice checkered shirt for him, and I got myself a top too. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Headed to Kim Gary for our dinner after that. There wasn't anywhere else that I felt like going coz I wanted a place with bright lights so I can take some decent photos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC07007 copy" height="500" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4076/4808131925_628b2f4528.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Louis looks like a kiddo here. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC07011 copy" height="500" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4074/4808131793_24d5e9f42a.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me in my mom's top. Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC07024 copy" height="500" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4114/4808131501_3f79e5e181.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Us. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Louis said there was this girl in the opposite table that kept staring at us when we were camwhoring, but I didn't mind at all. LOL. It's been too long since I took any photos of myself. =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After our dinner we went to Watson for awhile. I was at the cosmetic section while Louis was at the men hygiene section. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Not long after that the whole shopping complex was shutting down. We had no choice but to just sit around and chat for a bit. Thank goodness time flies. The wait was quick. XD Took some photos too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC07047 copy" height="500" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4122/4808132175_dbaebb82ac.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*punch*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC07052 copy" height="500" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4079/4808132041_0b8a1892b4.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;=p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway the movie Inception was just amazing. At first I wasn't too sure what to expect coz it seemed like a rather "too much talk" kinda movie, but then it's been getting good reviews from those who have watched it. It's really a movie worth paying for. I kinda don't like the ending of the movie though. Oh well~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Will update soon again. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744668714166075591-4667357320528537486?l=www.junjunriko.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.junjunriko.com/feeds/4667357320528537486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744668714166075591&amp;postID=4667357320528537486&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744668714166075591/posts/default/4667357320528537486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744668714166075591/posts/default/4667357320528537486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.junjunriko.com/2010/07/inception-at-mid-valley.html' title='Inception at Mid Valley'/><author><name>JunJun-Riko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16073407892206646102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02388218311874238283'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744668714166075591.post-6722470997561803303</id><published>2010-07-20T12:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T12:24:38.553+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outings'/><title type='text'>The curve outing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh my gosh I'm so sorry for the lack of updates lately. I'm just really not in the mood to update my blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I went to The Curve with Louis 2 weeks ago, he had to drop by his client's place and I had to shop for a birthday gift for Melvin who was throwing his 21st birthday that same night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC06876 copy" height="500" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4079/4782865487_719fe5b602.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Louis and me on our way to The Curve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was just the day after my severe stomach cramp so I was still feeling rather weak, but I was excited at the same time coz we were going to watch Despicable Me. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC06874 copy" height="500" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4079/4782865199_55ae766da0.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me~ =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I accompanied Louis to his client's place for awhile and met some of his colleagues. Then we bought our tickets for Despicable Me then had lunch at Sakae Sushi. I didn't have much to eat there coz Japanese cuisine may be healthy, but it's not slimming. XD But since I was still weak from the night before, I decided to have some ramen, ate only a quarter of it then passed it all to Louis. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC06905 copy" height="500" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4120/4783498702_536c96f40b.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I look super old here. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway the movie was just awesome! It was so darn hilarious in the middle I just couldn't stop laughing. XD After the movie we just walked around a lil more then Louis sent me all the way to PJ to attend Melvin's birthday party, then he headed back to his client's place to settle some stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="37738_412726940685_502715685_5274523_3230933_n copy" height="375" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4093/4804410744_bbd61cd4b3.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With JernKhang waiting for the rest of the guest to arrive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was raining that night and the LRT failed, as usual la, typical Malaysia public transport. Sigh~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="37909_412727740685_502715685_5274569_3980474_n copy" height="375" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4080/4803780223_ec1344dac4.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Melvin's friends... So paiseh I'm the only one sitting. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="33405_412728465685_502715685_5274608_3311266_n copy" height="375" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4143/4804410818_1453244e05.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and Melvin. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC06908 copy" height="375" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4136/4803782583_e427d3f2e9.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The foundation gang... Only half managed to make it to the party, but still it was nice to meet them all again. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After the party Louis came and fetch me and we headed back to The Curve to catch another movie. Too bad there weren't many movies left for us to watch so we we stuck with Flirting Scholar 2. A lousy movie, I almost fell asleep in the cinema. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh well, had an overall nice day that day. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Will update more soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744668714166075591-6722470997561803303?l=www.junjunriko.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.junjunriko.com/feeds/6722470997561803303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744668714166075591&amp;postID=6722470997561803303&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744668714166075591/posts/default/6722470997561803303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744668714166075591/posts/default/6722470997561803303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.junjunriko.com/2010/07/curve-outing.html' title='The curve outing'/><author><name>JunJun-Riko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16073407892206646102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02388218311874238283'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744668714166075591.post-5012721492315907868</id><published>2010-07-18T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T16:52:48.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's the meaning of friendship?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What's the meaning of friendship? How do you judge the importance of a friendship? How do you determine which friend is more important than the other? Are you even suppose to do that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A friend is only important when they treat you as importantly as you treat them. Otherwise, they're just pieces of shit altogether. - JJR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You know how some people think that they're closer to one friend so they tend to side them more? For example, people side on friends they've known for years rather than friends they've just met for a year. People also tend to side on friends they spend most of their time with instead of friends they only keep in touch with once in awhile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm not saying it's wrong, I'm saying it's normal to do so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But lately I have my own questions to a gang of friends I thought I knew very well off. They turned out to be nothing but a disappointment. I'm not the main actress in the movie right now, but rather someone who's watching the movie. Even though I'm just a bystander, I just couldn't help but to feel pissed off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sometimes it's not so much about friendship, but also morality, and your character. Sometimes if you think only of friendship regardless of morality, it makes you less worthy of a person. Especially when your action affects another friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So much of years of friendship, but when it came down to the critical matter, they've all just turned into pieces of shit. Jerks, as a matter of fact.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't care how they explain or what excuses they manage to come up with for themselves to feel better, they're just pieces of shitless jerks that I regret knowing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Because the person they hurt, is a friend I care about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744668714166075591-5012721492315907868?l=www.junjunriko.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.junjunriko.com/feeds/5012721492315907868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744668714166075591&amp;postID=5012721492315907868&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744668714166075591/posts/default/5012721492315907868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744668714166075591/posts/default/5012721492315907868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.junjunriko.com/2010/07/whats-meaning-of-friendship.html' title='What&apos;s the meaning of friendship?'/><author><name>JunJun-Riko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16073407892206646102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02388218311874238283'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744668714166075591.post-7069261608254718811</id><published>2010-07-14T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T15:08:04.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What could have been if I went along with that guy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Starting the post with a picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC06739 copy" height="500" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4076/4782865333_e10c41b612.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is just another random photo of myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Enough narcissism, but here's the topic of the day. I'm sure most girls out there have had at least 1 suitor who didn't end up being their bf. So have you ever wonder what it would be like if you had just given him the chance?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm just sharing and not bragging, but I've had quite a few suitors since I turned 16. The suitors stop coming when I turned 21-22. I guess it's the age, I'm too old. LOL. Anyway, I'm still in contact with some of the suitors, who are now my friends, some I have them on Facebook but we don't contact each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now the thing is, I've been browsing through Facebook alot lately coz I'm just that lifeless at home. It struck me that most of these guys are now happily involved in a relationship, or at least in a relationship regardless happy or not. Then I got to see those lovey doey photos of them with their gf. So it got me wondering, what could have been if I just went along with that guy? Would the girl in the photos be me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's not that I regret letting the guys go, I don't. I appreciate the time we had together but I don't regret my decision. I'm happy that they're happy. Still, I can't help to wonder, what could have been if I had just went along with him?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Most of the time it didn't work out coz the feeling just didn't felt right at the moment, not because they're lousy or not good enough. So these guys are actually all nice guys that girls can actually date, but I got to know them at the wrong time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So what could have been? Hmmmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744668714166075591-7069261608254718811?l=www.junjunriko.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.junjunriko.com/feeds/7069261608254718811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744668714166075591&amp;postID=7069261608254718811&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744668714166075591/posts/default/7069261608254718811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744668714166075591/posts/default/7069261608254718811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.junjunriko.com/2010/07/what-could-have-been-if-i-went-along.html' title='What could have been if I went along with that guy?'/><author><name>JunJun-Riko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16073407892206646102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02388218311874238283'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744668714166075591.post-8824336814145504376</id><published>2010-07-12T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T20:45:59.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Brownie again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Show you all something cute ok?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was browsing through the desktop folders downstairs in the study room and I came across some photos of Brownie when she was just about 3 months old. I've really forgotten how cute and lil she used to be. Now she's just one very big girl who's very naughty. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC02571 copy" height="377" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4114/4782885827_5078bef5bb.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tired~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC02572 copy" height="375" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4122/4783519074_6dfe969776.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Asleep~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744668714166075591-8824336814145504376?l=www.junjunriko.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.junjunriko.com/feeds/8824336814145504376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744668714166075591&amp;postID=8824336814145504376&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744668714166075591/posts/default/8824336814145504376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744668714166075591/posts/default/8824336814145504376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.junjunriko.com/2010/07/baby-brownie-again.html' title='Baby Brownie again!'/><author><name>JunJun-Riko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16073407892206646102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02388218311874238283'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744668714166075591.post-6454862656405011905</id><published>2010-07-11T13:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T13:32:22.864+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants/Complaints'/><title type='text'>Painful night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wanted to update my blog on Friday but things just kinda got out of hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was suppose to head to the movies with Louis on Friday night but as I went down to the kitchen to grab my sweet corn dinner, I accidentally dropped the plate and I dunno how, I cut my hand. Brownie was so scared when the plate hit the ground, she ran frantically away. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, as I mentioned, I cut my hand. There were a lot of blood coz the the cut was quite deep. Having delayed my dinner for almost 2 hours, I was very weak at the moment. You see, I've been on a very strict low calorie diet for bout 6 weeks now and whenever I don't eat my dinner on time, I get very weak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So with the massive blood flowing from my left hand and my body weakens due to the lack of food, I blanked out a few times. My eyes couldn't see a thing and I knew I was about to pass out soon. I was really afraid of passing out coz I didn't wanna end up in the hospital. So I quickly took some yogurt with cornflakes down my body but it only made me feel like puking. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So in a few minutes time I wasn't so dizzy anymore but I felt sick to the stomach. I went to the toilet wanting to puke but instead I had a severe stomach pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The pain lasted for more than an hour. I was crying and cold sweating throughout the entire time. It was just a very severe stomach cramp. All I could do was just lay on the bed with my clothes all soaking wet from the tears and sweat for more than an hour. And finally, the pain stopped and I dozed off on the bed just like that coz I was too tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Woke up bout 20 minutes later, still resting on the bed fearful that the pain might return. Bout an hour later, I got myself out of the bed and took a shower, had some warm drink and that was my night. So darn pitiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sigh... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744668714166075591-6454862656405011905?l=www.junjunriko.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.junjunriko.com/feeds/6454862656405011905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744668714166075591&amp;postID=6454862656405011905&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744668714166075591/posts/default/6454862656405011905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744668714166075591/posts/default/6454862656405011905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.junjunriko.com/2010/07/painful-night.html' title='Painful night'/><author><name>JunJun-Riko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16073407892206646102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02388218311874238283'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744668714166075591.post-1171395054509617718</id><published>2010-07-07T12:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T12:11:40.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls should dress appropriately.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today's topic is as above. I'm trying bloody hell hard to not upload any photos of myself for the mean time until at least 2 months later. Not so sure if it'll work, but you guys are stuck with topics like this for the mean time. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've always had trouble with guys in singlets and shorts unless they're going for sports, coz I don't really like to see skin on men. Now I have an even bigger problem with girls and their spaghetti strap tops and their mini shorts. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spaghetti strap tops and mini shorts are very sexy, and if you've got the body, you've got to show it. But, that theory only applies to certain circumstances.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's like, you wear spaghetti strap tops and mini shorts to class, when you go shopping, when you go on a date, when you go pasar malam, when you go mamak yumcha, when you go tuition, when you go for sports, when you go to the beach, when you go traveling, when you're going for a nice night out with your girl friends and you even wear that to bed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For goodness sake, you don't have any other clothes one meh? How bout a pair of jeans, or a mini skirt, or a dress????!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Being overdressed is acceptable, but being under dressed is no excuse. Imagine if you held a big party for all your friends and one of them turns up in spaghetti strap top and mini shorts pair with sandals. It's like that person don't even give a damn bout how important the party is to you, and decided to just turn up in her pajamas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Same theory applies again, what would you feel if a guy who's interested in you dates you out wearing singlets and knee length shorts? It's like he doesn't respect you and think of the date as a trip to the gym.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm not saying you shouldn't wear spaghetti strap tops and mini shorts at all, coz if I did say anything like that, I'm pretty sure there'll be at least 100 guys waiting to kill me while I walk down the street. I'm just saying that, you should dress accordingly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you're going to class, wear something more appropriate, something that others will take you seriously. If you're going on a date, wear something that will make both you and your date special and proud. If you're going traveling on a non beach theme, wear jeans or a nice casual dress. If you're going to a party or a girl's night out, wear a dress, or something classy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You're not a 5 year old girl anymore, don't dress like you don't give a damn, coz others do. I know you're gonna start defending by saying "I dress for my own, why should I dress to please others?".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ya, we should dress for our own, but it's also important for us to dress accordingly to gain the respect and acknowledgment that we all want. You don't want to be the girl that when everyone sees will say "Neh, it's that girl is spaghetti strap top and mini shorts again". WTF. It almost sounds like you've got nothing else in your wardrobe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And p/s, wearing spaghetti strap tops and mini shorts all the time doesn't make you sexy, it only makes you lala. So give what I wrote a thought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744668714166075591-1171395054509617718?l=www.junjunriko.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.junjunriko.com/feeds/1171395054509617718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744668714166075591&amp;postID=1171395054509617718&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744668714166075591/posts/default/1171395054509617718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744668714166075591/posts/default/1171395054509617718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.junjunriko.com/2010/07/girls-should-dress-appropriately.html' title='Girls should dress appropriately.'/><author><name>JunJun-Riko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16073407892206646102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02388218311874238283'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744668714166075591.post-7820000511463317707</id><published>2010-07-05T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T15:23:26.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to not be an average Jane</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So like I mentioned in my previous post, I'll be writing on how an average Jane can turn herself around and not be average anymore. It's just some minor attitude and behavior adjustment, I'm sure pretty much anyone is able to do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Be confident&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yes you're just an average Jane. No outstanding looks, no smart brains, no unique personality. You're just plain old you. You might feel inferior when put in the same room with other girls who are obviously not an average Jane. But don't let that scare you away from the limelight of any occasion. You might be average in your qualities, but be confident that, if you want to change, you can change. There must be something about you that is special, everyone is different, it's just the matter whether you're showing it right. You are not any less worthy than others, so always be confident, and that will be the first step of turning into a new leaf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Share yourself&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Most of the average Jane are kinda introvert. They don't really mix around with people from the opposite sex and always mingle around the usual same group. Sometimes they even feel reluctant to hang out with their friends and are much comfortable staying home with the TV. If you do not put yourself out there, nobody can help you. You need to share yourself with the world, and not keep it all to yourself. Now I'm not asking you to go around allowing guys to take advantage of you. What I'm suggesting here, is for yourself to gain more exposure of different kind of people and mingle around. You'd be surprise how much you'd learn from others and also it'll definitely change your way of thinking and you'd be at least different in a good way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Change your look&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The biggest reason you're categorized as an average Jane is due to how you look on the outside. Any person who dresses to impress are far from being average. I'm no fashion master so I can't tell you exactly the names of clothes you should avoid, but I can try my best to describe. Try wearing clothes that flatter your body. Don't wear loose round neck T-shirt or plain looking jeans all the time. It's just doesn't look as flattering as you think it is. It looks dull if you ask me. My uni has tons of girls wearing round neck t-shirts with plain loose jeans, sometimes with a sweatshirt on too, and it just look so sloppy. Jeans are super sexy if you can get one with darker shade and fits your body just nice. Pair it with some cute tops instead of plain T-shirts, they're plenty of tops you can wear. If you have slim legs, show them off. Stop wearing knee length pants with many pockets (something like golf pants) when you're going out with your friends, it's just really really not feminine. Wear a dress to some occasions, depending on the atmosphere. Being feminine attracts the guys. You're a woman, so accentuate your best body feature. Everyone has at least one strong feature.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Make up&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Natural is beauty, bullshit. If you're born perfect, then the saying applies to you. But if you were born perfect, you wouldn't be an average Jane now would you? Slap on some light make up when you're going to fancy places. It doesn't need to be heavy, just enough to cover your flaws and bring out your strong feature. Concealer, mascara and a nude lip gloss will help you go a long way. The appropriate type of make up will make you look naturally beautiful. There're only lazy women, not ugly women. And even the prettiest women on earth uses make up, so why not give it a try? Get some useful tips from make up tutorials, or get your best friend to help you with them. Having contact lenses with pupil enlarging effects also help make your eyes pop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Be open&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Be open to everything you do. Hang out with different  people, go to places you never think you would. You'll never know who  you'll meet when you try new things. If you get a bigger exposure, the  probability of a guy being attracted to you will also increase. If  you're not in to attract guys, no problem. Simply mixing around with  different types of people and socializing around improves your charisma.  If you have a good charisma, you're anything but average. It'll  definitely built up your personality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Talk more&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Do not blend in with the others. The last thing you would wanna  do when at an occasion is to be like everyone else. If you're a shy  person, get over it. You can't go far if you're shy. If people are  talking about a topic, jump in to the conversation. Make yourself  memorable. Don't just sit aside and listen, coz no one will even notice  your existence. The guys would never admit it, but they actually prefer a  girl who has an opinion. Which guy would wanna talk all the time with  the girl just nodding and listening? The only guy who likes that is  probably gonna be Hitler. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn to flirt&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you spot a guy you're interested to know, flirt. I think I've written a post on how to flirt, check it out from my sidebar under the "Interesting Posts" if you want to. Flirting doesn't mean showing your boobs or talking dirty. Flirting is talking attractively. Master the art of flirting and you wouldn't pass as an average Jane no more. Trust me. I had a friend who everyone asked "She pretty meh? How come so many guys after her one?". I must admit, she was just another average Jane. But she flirts like some flirt guru and the guys can't help falling for her. Come to think of it, guys are actually very easy to attract. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ultimate trick&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I guess the overall problem of an average Jane is that, they're mostly shy/afraid/inferior/uncomfortable when it comes to socializing with guys and prefers not to do it at all. Guys are actually more easy going that girls. You can practically talk bout anything with them without worrying that you might hurt their feelings or them bitching behind your back (except for gays). Don't feel reluctant to talk to guys, they're harmless. Try to mix with more guys or go on 1-1 dates with a guy friend. That'll help overcome your problem. You have to overcome this problem or you will never be visible to the guys. Being uncomfortable around guys is like having a virtual wall around you that only the guys can see. They can't sense your presence and worst, they don't notice you at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I hope the tips help. But I must add a disclaimer, these are just all my opinions. Thanks for reading. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744668714166075591-7820000511463317707?l=www.junjunriko.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.junjunriko.com/feeds/7820000511463317707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744668714166075591&amp;postID=7820000511463317707&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744668714166075591/posts/default/7820000511463317707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744668714166075591/posts/default/7820000511463317707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.junjunriko.com/2010/07/how-to-not-be-average-jane.html' title='How to not be an average Jane'/><author><name>JunJun-Riko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16073407892206646102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02388218311874238283'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744668714166075591.post-1111359543660578118</id><published>2010-07-03T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T17:35:13.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Average Jane</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The other day I was just thinking bout some stuff and it came across my mind. How is it that some decent girls who are average looking never even gets a chance with the guys? It's like they have absolutely no guys going after them at all since they were born. FYI I'm talking bout young ladies age between 18-26.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know quite a lot of girls who are in my opinion, smart, from a good family, decent, proper, well behaved, and most certainly not ugly at all who are still single and has never once been gone after by a guy. I'm not saying that it's a must that any girl should have a courter, it's just that why is it that there's not even one guy interested in girls like them?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've seen girls who are less qualified as in those who doesn't have a proper attitude/personality with lotsa bad habits having more courters than you can imagine. What are the guys thinking?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Aside from those girls who are easy, as in they are willing to put out (have sexual intercourse) easily, and not discussing bout one's appearance or attitude, I think attractiveness is one of the main thing that keeps the guys going after a girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now we're gonna discuss solely about girls who are average overall. Let's face it, out of 10 girls you'd see in a restaurant, only bout 1-2 would be considered as pretty, and sometimes, 10 out of 10 would be the normal average Jane. So if you look average, you can't afford to have an average personality and you most certainly can't afford to behave average.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Being average means being normal. Being normal means blending in. Imagine yourself blending in with another 50 average Jane in a party/dinner you're at. Now ask yourself this, if this was an average Joe amongst 50 other average Joe, would you even notice him?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The same theory applies for the girls. Guys look at appearance first, every guy does. If you're an average Jane, you've got the 50% in your hand, whether they'll be interested in you, or they won't. The thing is, if they do not notice you, you will never have a chance to earn the remaining 50%. Get what I mean?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There are just too many average Jane out there, and if you do not find a way to make your personality pop, no one will notice you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;True case scenario: I have a guy friend who's been in the same class with the same girl for almost 3 years, but he doesn't even know she existed. Why? Coz she was an average Jane. She wasn't ugly nor weird, wasn't pretty nor unique, she was average and normal, just like all the rest of the girls in the class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Being different is not being weird, or the odd one out. Being different, means being memorable. Trust me, you'd want to be memorable instead of forgetable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This post is getting too long, so I'll write a post next bout how an average Jane can transform herself into being someone unique, and not just another average Jane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Stay tuned. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744668714166075591-1111359543660578118?l=www.junjunriko.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.junjunriko.com/feeds/1111359543660578118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744668714166075591&amp;postID=1111359543660578118&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744668714166075591/posts/default/1111359543660578118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744668714166075591/posts/default/1111359543660578118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.junjunriko.com/2010/07/average-jane.html' title='Average Jane'/><author><name>JunJun-Riko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16073407892206646102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02388218311874238283'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744668714166075591.post-7988573526361767879</id><published>2010-07-02T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T13:09:16.854+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants/Complaints'/><title type='text'>Running out on ideas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Someone asked me today, how come I don't write bout relationship topics anymore? You know, the kind that I used to write about last time. You can refer to some of them by clicking on the "Interesting Posts" at the side bar. This person is a long time blog reader of mine, so I really appreciate it when he asked me to continue writing on those topics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's not that I don't wanna write bout those topics anymore, it's just that, there's no inspiration for me. Few years back I started writing on those topics coz I was in a relationship. But now, I'm just single old me, and it's really hard to write about relationships especially when I'm not in one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I mean, who would read advices or opinions on relationship from someone who's not even in a relationship? It's like learning culinary from someone who don't even cook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So ya, I guess that's why I just stopped writing on relationships.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'd love to write bout how bitter and jealous I am about others who are in a relationship, but that would make my blog too emo. (Actually, I just got an idea to write a post bout it.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have absolutely nothing to write about. If I were to write bout my feelings every two other days, you would think I'm about to take my own life. Seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just feel so not motivated and depressed sometime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Regardless of all that, I'm still open to blog post title suggestions though, so email me some topics that you would want to read bout, or leave a comment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744668714166075591-7988573526361767879?l=www.junjunriko.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.junjunriko.com/feeds/7988573526361767879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744668714166075591&amp;postID=7988573526361767879&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744668714166075591/posts/default/7988573526361767879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744668714166075591/posts/default/7988573526361767879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.junjunriko.com/2010/07/running-out-on-ideas.html' title='Running out on ideas'/><author><name>JunJun-Riko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16073407892206646102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02388218311874238283'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744668714166075591.post-5098498239737323016</id><published>2010-06-30T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T15:24:50.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>People who are always late</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SqqN85163lk/TCrvYCC3ZLI/AAAAAAAAGLM/UtxTfJhnmTM/s320/palms-clock.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This morning while I was in class (yes I went to class today), I read an article in a Chinese newspaper, forgot what paper was it already. Anyway, this article, it mention that a girl sometimes deliberately be late on a date just so she can test his patience and his love towards her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;WTF???!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What sort of sane human would do such things? If you're reading this post of mine, and you do deliberately be late on dates, here's what I have to say to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I mean, what logic is there of you being late allows you to access your guy's love/patience towards you? Come on la, it's not even sensible to be late at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I for once, hate people who are late. If you know you're the kind of person who can't be on time, please promise a later time instead of being late. I hate people who make me wait. It's alright if the person is late bout 5-10 minutes, but 15 minutes is all I can take. Anything more that that I would be so dulan at the person by the time he/she arrives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There was this time that a friend dated me out in Times Square. I was there bout 10 minutes earlier so I thought I'd just wait. Then it was 5 minutes after the promised time, being impatient as I am, I gave her call to see how long would I still need to wait. She only answered me "on the way edi" when I asked for her location. That pissed me off quite a bit. So I waited. Then it was 30 minutes pass the promised time. I called again, and still she told me she was on the way. Eff ar?!!! 30 minutes still on the way, coming from Negeri Sembilan meh? In the end she arrived 1 hour and 25 minutes after the promised time. I was so pissed I didn't even talk to her until an hour later. And this was a girl, if it was a guy, I would've chopped off his LJ right on the spot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know some of you really like to do things taking your own sweet time. What's the rush? Enjoy life. Right? It's a wonderful thing if we are able to do things on our own pace and not rush ourselves. That is if you're the one being late. Imagine if you're all ready and waiting and the other person is late coz they're busy taking their own sweet time. So now how? You're time is wasted waiting for the other person coz they're late!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Time is precious. Once it's gone, it's gone for good. So why should one's time be wasted on the expense of another who simply take too much of their own sweet time?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you're not fond of people being late and you hate waiting for people, don't be late yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I effing hate people who are late. Seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744668714166075591-5098498239737323016?l=www.junjunriko.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.junjunriko.com/feeds/5098498239737323016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744668714166075591&amp;postID=5098498239737323016&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744668714166075591/posts/default/5098498239737323016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744668714166075591/posts/default/5098498239737323016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.junjunriko.com/2010/06/people-who-are-always-late.html' title='People who are always late'/><author><name>JunJun-Riko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16073407892206646102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02388218311874238283'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SqqN85163lk/TCrvYCC3ZLI/AAAAAAAAGLM/UtxTfJhnmTM/s72-c/palms-clock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744668714166075591.post-7759440934140617193</id><published>2010-06-26T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T22:43:26.102+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants/Complaints'/><title type='text'>Latest updates...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;OMG I haven't been updating my blog at all for days already. I feel so guilty for not updating, even more guilty then when I skip my classes everyday. It's just that I've been kinda preoccupied and have absolutely nothing interesting to blog about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But since a post is long over due now, I'm gonna let you guys in on what I've been doing lately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Prepared sandwiches for Brownie few days back. It was a 4 layered sandwich with canned dog food (lamb meat) and a slice of BBQ flavoured cheese. I know it's unhealthy for dogs to eat so much dairy products but Brownie is a sucker for dairy products. She loves cookies, biscuits, bread, cake, milk, anything dairy, you name it, she loves it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC06645 copy" height="375" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4077/4735774680_bbb51f19a7.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's pieces of toasted wholemeal bread in the pic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I haven't been to uni for more than a week now. It's already four weeks since the semester started and I've only went to uni like 3 times or so? I know I should feel ashamed of myself for wasting my parent's money but I seriously feel like giving up on my degree already. I don't feel that I'm surrounded by good friends when I'm in the uni. It's like my course mates are just people doing the same course as I am, but they're not my friends. There's this assignment this sem which requires 5 person to form a group. In my so called gang, we have 4 girls, so it should be automatically arranged as 4 girls in a group with another guy. Right? I dunno about you, but I think it should naturally be that way. But no, I was left out. The other 3 girls formed a group with another 2 guys which I didn't bother to find out anyway. So I had to form another group with the juniors, but that was fine by me. But in a way I guess I felt like I was someone expandable. How depressing. Then again they can't really be blamed since I hardly ever join them for outings. You'd know why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, next on my list, I'm currently no longer that addicted to Pet Society. Instead I'm addicted to Baking Life, an application in Facebook if you must know. =.= It's actually a lame game, but lame people like me need lame games to make my life less lame, if that even make any sense. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Went to Pavilion with a junior of mine back in secondary school last Thursday. Pauline is her name and she's 3 years younger than me, and the last time I saw her she was only 13 and a very boyish lil girl. Now she's all grown up and so feminine nonetheless. I feel like a mother who's daughter had suddenly grew up. WTF!!! Watched Knight and Day with her and the movie was great even though Tom Cruise and Cameron Diaz were obviously really old in the movie. Did some shopping with Pauline and she got herself a pair of shoes while I got myself a pair of really nice jeans and a dress. ^^ I'm such a shopaholic I know. XDXD No pictures of Pauline btw, forgotten to take photos. Oh, a blog reader recognized me in Forever21 coz I heard her whispering to her friends mentioning "JunJun-Riko". Didn't say hi though coz I was really shy at the moment. *paiseh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Went out to the movie with Louis on Friday night at Pavilion. He managed to get a pair of complementary tickets so we watched The A-Team. A very very excellent movie indeed. LOL. Managed to watch the football match between Brazil and Portugal just before the movie started, nothing special bout the game though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh, I tried out the Aloe Vera BB Cream sample that I got from Skinfood earlier on. And I love it so much. It smells so nice and refreshing, and it's light on the skin too. Feels and looks natural. Louis kept praising that I was beautiful that night. Hahahahaha!!! And I bought the 50g Aloe Vera BB Cream from Skinfood already. =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC06667 copy" border="0" height="500" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4082/4735137287_3822708a86.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No photoshop at all!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Headed back to Kuantan this morning coz it's the 100th day since my uncle passed. There are still 4 puppies back in my cousin's place and they're all really fat and cute. Hahahaha. It's a pity they can't find any nice family to adopt the puppies. My cousin/grandma's place already have 1 dog in the back lawn, 2 dogs in the house, and now 4 puppies? It's gonna be like hell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So here comes the end of my very long rant post. Will be heading to Pavilion again tomorrow with my mom and sis to do some shopping. Mom's looking for a dress for her company's upcoming annual dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Haha. 3 times to Pavilion in 4 days! Awesome. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744668714166075591-7759440934140617193?l=www.junjunriko.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.junjunriko.com/feeds/7759440934140617193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744668714166075591&amp;postID=7759440934140617193&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744668714166075591/posts/default/7759440934140617193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744668714166075591/posts/default/7759440934140617193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.junjunriko.com/2010/06/latest-updates.html' title='Latest updates...'/><author><name>JunJun-Riko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16073407892206646102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02388218311874238283'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744668714166075591.post-4750524618368538172</id><published>2010-06-22T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T11:48:53.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiger dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Saw this really outstanding dog while I was having breakfast with Ven and Cheez last 2 weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC06502 copy" height="375" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4003/4694958717_db46bb749b.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A tiger dog!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC06503 copy" height="375" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4066/4695594142_86d4bdd86f.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A closer shot of its print.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The prints are drawn on to the dog if you must know. I'm just really curious bout something, is doing something like that to a dog considered as inhuman? Then what about owners who dye their toy poodle pink? What's the diff? Although this tiger dog looks really beautiful, I still think it's so pitiful... How did it ever sat so still for the person to draw that on his body???!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Poor doggie...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744668714166075591-4750524618368538172?l=www.junjunriko.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.junjunriko.com/feeds/4750524618368538172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744668714166075591&amp;postID=4750524618368538172&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744668714166075591/posts/default/4750524618368538172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744668714166075591/posts/default/4750524618368538172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.junjunriko.com/2010/06/tiger-dog.html' title='Tiger dog'/><author><name>JunJun-Riko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16073407892206646102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02388218311874238283'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744668714166075591.post-4528318808927483439</id><published>2010-06-20T14:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T14:25:15.418+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outings'/><title type='text'>PD + Malacca Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Remember the trip I had to Port Dickson few weeks back? Well, I finally got some of the photos. There're still some with Andy who's now in UK, so it'll be quite a long time before I get the rest of them. It sucks. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, here's a brief update bout the trip. I don't remember if I've mentioned this, but we stayed at the Tiara Beach Resort during our 3 days 2 night trip. We took 2 of the Family Deluxe since there're 8 of us. There were suppose to be bout 11 of us but 3 of them couldn't make it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here's the &lt;a href="http://www.tbr.com.my/familydeluxe01.php"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt; to view the photos of the Family Deluxe if you're interested, didn't manage to take photos of the room itself since I got there late, and after the BBQ, I was just too darn tired. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So let's start off...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 1 - BBQ dinner till midnight&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_3993 copy" height="333" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4055/4710844525_f55eaec8b3.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had our BBQ by the Bayu Beach. Beautiful isn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;None of the photos from the BBQ will be uploaded since all of us look hideously covered in smoke not to mention the heat from all the BBQ. LOL. (Ok la, actually it's just me being too ugly so I don't wanna upload the photos.) We didn't even take photos of all the food coz we were all too busy eating. The guys even went and chased after a rat after Moon screamed with horror upon sawing it. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_4132 copy" height="333" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4016/4710844453_3e48ebc08e.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Funny effect shot of Andy and Daniel. Drawing courtesy of Moon. Not edited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After the BBQ we all just went back and took our shower and cleaned up everything. Then we had Peach Vodka and chatted around. It wasn't too long till everyone got so tired and decided to just head on to bed. LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 2 - Around PD the whole day&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Woke up quite early in the morning considering that we slept quite late the night before. I think it was bout 9++am. All of us gathered in 1 of the 2 Family Deluxe rooms and had our breakfast there. There were noodle cups, chocolate cake that I baked for everyone, chicken wings, bread, coffee, tea, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC_0038 copy" height="332" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1294/4711486808_cb419962ef.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yums~ =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We were suppose to head over to the ostrich farm after our breakfast but everyone got so lazy after eating so the guys hang out in the living room playing some games on their Ipod or something like that I think, while the girls chilled out in the room gossiping. Haha. Bout few hours later we dragged the guys out to bring us shopping at the stalls set up near the Port Dickson Beach. =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_4148 copy" height="333" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4031/4711486260_17ca8dcf37.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I look weird in the hat I know. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The weather was so hot we all had ice cream. It felt great eating ice cream in such a hot weather. Hehe. Then as the heat got worst, the gang got more goofy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC_0083 copy" height="500" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4056/4710844061_5935a17d58.jpg" width="332" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yuki and Moon french kissing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_4177 copy" height="333" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4067/4711486170_33cd3ee9d6.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Andy and Wilson tried their best, but failed!!! LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After shopping we wanted to head back to the Go-Cart race track located next to the resort but it was kinda expensive so we passed instead. Headed back to our rooms. We were suppose to go to Bayu Beach again to take more awesome photos at the beach but it started to rain, so we went down to the resort's swimming pool instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh did you know Tiara Beach Resort is well known for the biggest man made beach in Malaysia? Yup. They have smooth and soft sands around their big pools. =) No photos of us at the pool since those DSLR are too precious. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After playing in the pool for almost 2hours, it was time for dinner. We went to a nearby seafood restaurant and had our dinner. After that we went back to the resorts and took alot of photos. Too bad most photos turned out quite badly. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_4280 copy" height="333" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4017/4711486754_f00e35982f.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ghostly pic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_4282 copy" height="333" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4013/4710844871_3b53c01909.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Normal pic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_4255 copy" height="333" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1265/4711486096_df49d2feb0.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The gang~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Headed back to our room after that and had snacks like potato chips and stuff. Haha. I miss those chips. Even finished up the Peach Vodka from the night before, and also finished off the Hennessy that I brought along. LOL. Andy and Daniel got really drunk that night. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 3 - Malacca trip&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Woke up quite late coz everyone was too tired. After finished packing we did some goofy photo shooting in the living room. No photos here coz I've yet to receive them. T____T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Went out to a nearby Chinese restaurant and had our brunch. We then talked bout going up to Genting Highland casino, then talked bout going to the karaokes and also having some tong sui. We ended up going to Malacca instead. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC_0242 copy" height="500" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4062/4710845161_9d817d4d9f.jpg" width="332" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I actually dunno where is this place and I have no memory of passing by it either. o.O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC_0181 copy" height="500" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4032/4710845301_093fd455da.jpg" width="332" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC_0166 copy" height="500" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4034/4710844121_16426b7b4c.jpg" width="332" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stupid meows. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Walked around the streets of Malacca and shopped around. tried out their chicken rice balls but I didn't like it at all. I've never liked wet rice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC_0190 copy" height="332" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4053/4711486566_966898cba0.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since we're KL people, we shopped in the shopping mall as well. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC_0210 copy" height="332" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4058/4711486886_41c9547b5c.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Went and had the many layers cake, sorta like crepes. Didn't like it either. Not rich enough for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="CSC_0239 copy" height="332" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4019/4711486012_ffc1a6d5eb.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bought this fan for like 3 for RM10. Came in handy especially since Malacca was so hot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC_0244 copy" height="332" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4018/4710844795_ec0397fb38.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was almost night time... =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC_0252 copy" height="332" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4069/4711486434_ab8ce13874.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A last group photo before we went for a walk at the night market.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Notice I changed my clothes? LOL. I actually changed twice. Haha. I'm a shopaholic, no doubt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Had a great time during that weekend trip, and would gladly do it again some time soon!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Check out my &lt;a href="http://www.junjunriko.com/2009/08/pd-trip-with-jimui-may-08.html"&gt;previous visit to PD&lt;/a&gt; with my jimuis, stayed in Tiara Beach Resort too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh btw, the whole trip cost us only bout RM200 or so. Dad managed to get awesome rates for our accommodation since Tiara Beach Resort is somewhat related to the company my dad is working in, Oilcorp Bhd,&amp;nbsp; but I'm not sure how. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744668714166075591-4528318808927483439?l=www.junjunriko.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.junjunriko.com/feeds/4528318808927483439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744668714166075591&amp;postID=4528318808927483439&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744668714166075591/posts/default/4528318808927483439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744668714166075591/posts/default/4528318808927483439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.junjunriko.com/2010/06/pd-malacca-trip.html' title='PD + Malacca Trip'/><author><name>JunJun-Riko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16073407892206646102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02388218311874238283'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744668714166075591.post-1341294015714320091</id><published>2010-06-18T13:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T14:42:17.734+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outings'/><title type='text'>Celebrated my Birthday with Louis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After breakfast with Ven and Cheez on last Saturday's morning, I went home and had a short rest. Then Louis came and pick me up at 3.30pm to celebrate my birthday in advance coz I had a birthday dinner celebration with my family on my actual birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC06519 copy" height="500" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4008/4694966851_6ea1c49a00.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I wore a black long dress, nothing too fancy. Had my gold  accessories on, which I love alot. =) My make up on that day was brilliant. LOL. Not too heavy and really really nice. IMO. LOL. Not to mention I was having a good hair day as well. =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC06526 copy" height="500" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4048/4694968695_bcae2e9aaa.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Took some pictures with Louis when we were at the traffic light.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC06528 copy" height="500" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4034/4694968769_7c6576486b.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Both of us doing that signature piggy pout. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So we headed to Mid Valley to get ourselves some movie tickets. It has been quite a long time since I went to Mid Valley for movies. Louis got us tickets to Prince of Persia. We got the 2D tickets, coz I didn't really wanna watch it in 3D. But it was kinda weird that the 3D movie was is a small hall, while the 2D movie was in a big hall. And the 3D tickets cost RM12 each whereas the 2D tickets cost RM14 each. Why ar??? *blur*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After getting the tickets, we just walked around Mid Valley. Didn't really did any shopping coz I was too busy talking. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then Louis said we should head over to The Gardens for a walk. Then he brought me walking around almost the whole Gardens and then finally leaded me into YUZU, a Japanese restaurant located on the top floor of The Gardens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC06534 copy" height="375" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4023/4694966931_ab621952b0.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The menu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC06549 copy" height="375" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4002/4695602510_7f6228a070.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our table settings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC06577 copy" height="375" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4056/4695603188_778b7b455a.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our view.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We were seated at a corner of the restaurant, near a large ceiling-floor window, giving us that beautiful night view. =) The whole interior of the restaurant was just beautiful. It wasn't too dimmed and the ambiance was quiet and peaceful. None of those noises of large families dining together. I like!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC06553 copy" height="500" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4071/4695604066_5e2a28e30e.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A picture of Louis with his coat. =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC06545 copy" height="500" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4058/4694966997_80f6c5ff22.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And me, the birthday girl. =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC06575 copy" height="375" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4065/4695602996_215d35767a.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is just some random photo of Louis's watch. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There were many things on the menu that I really like to try out but I'm kinda on a diet right now so I can't eat rice or anything with high carbohydrates. So here's what we ordered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC06572 copy" height="375" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1304/4695602928_bd3f71759e.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wagyu Isshiyaki - RM55&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC06571 copy" height="375" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4022/4694967403_e8aaa69abd.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hokkai Nabe - RM68&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC06570 copy" height="375" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4005/4694967303_b6fa28fb07.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chawan Mushi - RM6&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC06569 copy" height="375" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4032/4694967219_a4c90e38b8.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baby Hotake - RM35&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The food was awesome. Everything tasted absolutely perfect. The Wagyu Isshiyaki was tender and juicy. The Hokkai Nabe had scallops, large prawns, and big slices of salmon in it, and the soup tasted just nice. I'm not a big fan of Chawan Mushi so I have no comment, but Louis said it tasted nice. The Baby Hotake was the one you must try. The scallop was so fresh and sweet at the same time. Simply awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC06565 copy" height="500" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4069/4695602574_9096ce48cd.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Photo of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After dinner we just sat and talked a bit. Then it was time to open my gift. Hehe. It's a long awaited moment for me. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC06580 copy" height="375" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4031/4694967861_5479c01a05.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Beautifully wrapped.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC06583 copy" height="500" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1276/4694967927_f2e363fa26.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gold bow on a silver box.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC06590 copy" height="375" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4033/4695603448_19a9a4a508.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tada~ A white purse from Liz Claiborne.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC06595 copy" height="500" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1279/4695603530_3e0c578082.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;White with gold. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC06598 copy" height="375" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4005/4694968149_6abb970551.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It goes perfectly with my white and gold handbag from Valentino. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I moved all the stuff from my old purse to the new one at the moment itself. LOL. We headed for our movie at 9.30pm. The movie turned out really really good. Loved the whole story line. I enjoyed the movie very much. Those of you who have not watch the movie, go quickly. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After our movie, we went back to the Old Town cafe at Sri Rampai for some drinks. After chatting till it was quite late, Louis sent me home. But before dropping me off at my house, he stopped nearby and asked me to close my eyes while he get something from his car boot. I knew it was another gift but I didn't really knew what to expect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When he told me to open my eyes, I was surprised!!! It was a teddy bear! It was all wrapped up and it looked like a big bundle of cotton!!! I was darn right happy at that time. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC06605 copy" height="500" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4009/4695603716_950abcd476.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Taken in the car, can see how happy I was. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC06611 copy" height="500" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4072/4694968441_7c5e40a767.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Took this at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC06613 copy" height="500" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4028/4694968555_b2995465e6.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It doesn't look as big when I sat next to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But when I unwrapped it, it was really really big! And heavy too!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC06622 copy" height="500" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1280/4694966791_d58e442851.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Big bear named Lap Lap. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's pearl white with very soft and smooth fur. Cute!!! I'm guessing it's bout 120cm or so, with a waist line about 160cm? Not too sure, but definitely the biggest bear I have so far. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Happy~!!! LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thanks Louis for the wonderful celebration and the beautiful gifts. =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744668714166075591-1341294015714320091?l=www.junjunriko.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.junjunriko.com/feeds/1341294015714320091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744668714166075591&amp;postID=1341294015714320091&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744668714166075591/posts/default/1341294015714320091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744668714166075591/posts/default/1341294015714320091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.junjunriko.com/2010/06/celebrated-my-birthday-with-louis.html' title='Celebrated my Birthday with Louis'/><author><name>JunJun-Riko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16073407892206646102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02388218311874238283'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744668714166075591.post-7410058981687579354</id><published>2010-06-16T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T18:58:52.723+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants/Complaints'/><title type='text'>Funny encounter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scenario1:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Went to uni today for the 2nd time since the semester started 3 weeks ago. =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ok the above sentence alone should be sufficient enough to be a funny encounter ok? XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Scenario 2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Was at the canteen when my course mate said he saw a leng lui nearby. He kept going on bout how big her eyes were and how much he finds them attractive. So I of coz paid full attention to her whereabouts just to verify what my course mate said. She was kinda far away from me so I didn't really know how she look like except that she had a very slim body.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then as we went to our class, she was in the same block too. Still, I didn't manage to catch how she look like. Nvm. Then as we were about to leave for another class, I saw her right outside the elevator. This time, I got a clear look for her face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Verdict: She's wearing ultra enlarging dark blue contact lenses. FYI, her eye whites can hardly be seen anymore. Well, That explains the attractive large eyes my course mate was so hype up bout. =.="&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scenario 3:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A girl who had just done her groceries shopping took a taxi back home. By the time she arrive home, the meter showed RM4.00. So the girl paid RM5.00 and waited for her change. The taxi driver return a RM1 note to the girl and said "No 10 cents...".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The girl replied "Oh, nvm la...".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then she took a sneak at the meter again just before she carried all her groceries off the taxi. The meter showed RM4.10.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The girl realized that the taxi driver was asking her for additional 10 cents, and not telling her that he has no 10cents change to give her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Imagine how the taxi driver felt when she said "Oh, nvm la..." when he asked for extra money. LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The girl was me. Hahahaha! FHL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744668714166075591-7410058981687579354?l=www.junjunriko.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.junjunriko.com/feeds/7410058981687579354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744668714166075591&amp;postID=7410058981687579354&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744668714166075591/posts/default/7410058981687579354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744668714166075591/posts/default/7410058981687579354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.junjunriko.com/2010/06/funny-encounter.html' title='Funny encounter'/><author><name>JunJun-Riko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16073407892206646102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02388218311874238283'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744668714166075591.post-5295534501410982894</id><published>2010-06-15T00:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T17:25:50.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disturbed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you're a reader of the blog that I'm writing about in this post, you will know what I'm talking about. If not, too bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've been following this blog quite frequently since a year ago I think. I think that the author is quite beautiful and had a very nice character, not that I know her anyway, just an impression. Then the author came along and wrote a very long post on a topic bout how come non beautiful looking people get to date beautiful people etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I read the post in a very non judgmental way and I have to say, I don't really agree with what the author wrote. However, it was until I read a paragraph in the post that made me felt disturbed. Somewhat repulsed. And the following paragraph is what I got so stirred up about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #f4cccc; text-align: justify;"&gt;"So in my opinion ugly people should only date ugly people. In that way the beauty of nature will not be disrupted. What’s already ugly stays ugly (aiya we can’t do much about it la. Lost cause already. How the hell do you undo pollution, for example? You just preserve more forest, etc etc), and we save the beautiful (well, beauty might be arguably subjective, but ugliness is mostly not). Think pedigree. If you have a champion bloodline Siberian Husky, would you stupidly go and mate it with some shit ass looking mongrel? (Unless the mongrel pays you shitloads of money, which again reinforces the fact that human is so driven by money.)"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So now humans are compared to dogs? If humans were to be compared to dogs, here's a thought for you. How come pure breeds among dogs are so valuable but mixed breed of humans are worth more than pure breed? (Someone with mixed blood of Chinese and Europeans are consider more attractive than someone who's pure Chinese). Anyway, that's not the point here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So coz of that post, many readers left comments agreeing with her, which was a surprise to me. But then when you post something so controversial, hate comments are bound to flow in as well. The author deleted some harsh ones I suppose, but there are still a few left. Amongst them were a few comments calling the author ugly, which was stupid and plain childish coz the author is if anything not ugly. I can't help to look down on people who call other people ugly just coz they have an opinion different from yours. There are however, a few very logical comments too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The author then posted another post of apology, but a sarcastic one. I thought that wasn't needed at all, but I get it coz it feels unfair when people say mean stuff to you just because they don't get your sense of humor/sarcasm. I didn't like what the author wrote, but I get it. For the apology post, in it there were 2 comments from the readers which attracted me. The below 2 are the comments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #ead1dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;"I really enjoy reading your blog, but this issue has saddened me a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #ead1dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #ead1dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;Beauty should not be seen as something physical, but more of something which a person posses in their general aura. I won’t try to sound too flower child about this issue but I think you were really insensitive to a lot of people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #ead1dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #ead1dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;As a person with many readers, instead of sounding so vain and ignorant why not support other people and try to make them feel more beautiful? You ARE beautiful on the outside, but even you posses some ugliness on the inside, these last few posts have really shown it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #ead1dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #ead1dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;I won’t stop reading your blog, as it’s got some really good things to read about. But this has just made me and I’m pretty sure a lot of other readers question our general opinion of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #ead1dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #ead1dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;While yes I agree with you, and I do think the first thing a person notices in another person is their looks. And only naturally do people go for the most attractive person in a group, but what you wrote was really lowering to people’s self esteem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #ead1dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #ead1dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;As well as the comment about children, I thought it was just terribly disrespectful. Would you ever say that to your mother of father? Or your brother’/sister’s baby? You love someone for them, their looks and flaws and all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #ead1dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #ead1dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;It left me wondering with the question, if you consider yourself so beautiful then who will ever be good enough for you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #ead1dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #ead1dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;Good luck."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #d9d2e9; text-align: justify;"&gt;"i had been following ur blog for 2 years and it struck me pretty hard.its not about whether youre pretty or not, and dont say we terasa cos we think we are ugly. i dont think im ugly, but its offensive and rather insulting like “mommy dont care how you will look like so i fucked your daddy” or something along that line. do u actually think people thought of that when conceiving? =.=” so if you managed to marry a supergoodlooking man but ur baby turned out ugly youre not gonna love him/her?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #d9d2e9; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #d9d2e9; text-align: justify;"&gt;seriously, it reflects how immature you actually are. nobody ever set a rule saying ugly people should marry ugly people and viceversa. why must you keep ur mind narrowed to that extent? so just bcs people say youre ugly now u wanna get ugly partner?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, I get the author was just being sarcastic, but I have to admit, it went way overboard. It even changed my impression towards the author, as if it matters in the first place. This post was not written to gain traffic as the author is one of Malaysia's top celebrity blogger, so no names are mentioned. This post is plain IMO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744668714166075591-5295534501410982894?l=www.junjunriko.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.junjunriko.com/feeds/5295534501410982894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744668714166075591&amp;postID=5295534501410982894&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744668714166075591/posts/default/5295534501410982894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744668714166075591/posts/default/5295534501410982894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.junjunriko.com/2010/06/disturbed.html' title='Disturbed'/><author><name>JunJun-Riko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16073407892206646102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02388218311874238283'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744668714166075591.post-4593373876374670133</id><published>2010-06-14T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T14:54:15.884+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outings'/><title type='text'>Celebrated my birthday during breakfast</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ven came to KL during the weekend and we decided to meet up for breakfast on Saturday. We went for dim sum along Jalan Ipoh, but the dim sum there was rather disappointing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Since it was a day before my birthday, &lt;a href="http://cuddlefishh.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ven and Cheez&lt;/a&gt; bought me a chocolate cake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC06504 copy" height="375" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4039/4695594236_02cf324d8a.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Surprise!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was everyone's first time celebrating birthday in the morning. LOL. We're all not morning people. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC06506 copy" height="500" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4009/4694958977_c56326e247.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Making a wish~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC06508 copy" height="500" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4013/4695594390_8f18fa7cde.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blowing off the candle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC06509 copy" height="500" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1297/4694959147_d8b6e924f5.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cutting the cake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was bout 11am++ at that moment so it was really hot. I forgotten to take photo with Ven and Cheez. So stupid. =.="&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But thanks guys for the song and the cake!!! ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744668714166075591-4593373876374670133?l=www.junjunriko.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.junjunriko.com/feeds/4593373876374670133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744668714166075591&amp;postID=4593373876374670133&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744668714166075591/posts/default/4593373876374670133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744668714166075591/posts/default/4593373876374670133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.junjunriko.com/2010/06/celebrated-my-birthday-during-breakfast.html' title='Celebrated my birthday during breakfast'/><author><name>JunJun-Riko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16073407892206646102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02388218311874238283'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744668714166075591.post-1323405665482342139</id><published>2010-06-13T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T15:22:08.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is my 22nd Birthday!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today, I turn 22.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know, 22 sounds so old. Only few years back I turned 18, and now I'm 22.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Devastated bout my age but I'm still happy today is my birthday. =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC06428 copy" height="500" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4027/4695573558_9f020a049d.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I celebrated with my jimuis at Friendscino on Friday night, not knowing there was a Crocs event there that night which quite alot of bloggers I know were present too including &lt;a href="http://spinzer.us/"&gt;Chris Tock&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.bubblywen.com/"&gt;Wen Pink&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://joshuaongys.com/"&gt;Joshua&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://backtothisworld.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ren&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://mynjayz.com/"&gt;Jason&lt;/a&gt; etc. Oh, &lt;a href="http://josh.my/"&gt;Josh&lt;/a&gt; from Adverlets was also there, they all sang me a birthday song, which I felt very touched coz amongst them were a few whom I don't even know. =) Thanks for the birthday song guys. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, celebrated my birthday with &lt;a href="http://cuddlefishh.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ven and Cheez&lt;/a&gt; yesterday during breakfast at Jalan Ipoh, thanks for the cake. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then celebrated with Louis for the rest of the Saturday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today, I'm just gonna rest at home and celebrate my birthday via dinner with the family. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;*p/s: Did my nails again, just very quick and brief process, took me only an hour for the whole 10 fingers to be done. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC06420 copy" height="375" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4022/4694938291_8433f88046.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744668714166075591-1323405665482342139?l=www.junjunriko.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.junjunriko.com/feeds/1323405665482342139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744668714166075591&amp;postID=1323405665482342139&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744668714166075591/posts/default/1323405665482342139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744668714166075591/posts/default/1323405665482342139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.junjunriko.com/2010/06/today-is-my-22nd-birthday.html' title='Today is my 22nd Birthday!!!'/><author><name>JunJun-Riko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16073407892206646102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02388218311874238283'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744668714166075591.post-5875401639218003209</id><published>2010-06-11T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T17:51:01.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brownie!!! =p</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Since I have nothing to blog about lately, I thought I'd just do a simple post on Brownie. =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC00371 copy" height="500" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4067/4687801801_fd500a14f1.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This was how she look like when she was bout 3 months old. She look so adorable like a lil baby. XDXD You can see her nose/mouth is still rounded, which I love so much. Then her tail was long and resembled a kitty cat's tail as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="04122009_002 copy" height="500" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4030/4688434256_11225a48b4.jpg" width="382" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Even when she's gnawing on my fingers she still look so innocent. Sorry for the eyes though, I used my phone's flash when I took the photo last time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Brownie is now about 8 months old. She's still a lil puppy, but is already in her adult size. We got her neutered and she came back home growing even larger and more fur. Cute!!! I like!!! Her tail changed too. It's not long and slim like a kitty cat's tail anymore. It's still long, but very very fluffy now. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC05799 copy" border="0" height="500" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1266/4687801891_990b0b3a03.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is her before we got her neutered. She's just done digging the front yard when the photo was taken, so you still can see stains of mud on her nose. That's her pleading not guilty btw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Brownie has a habit of doing things even though she knows it's wrong. For example, we never allow her to dig the front yard, but still does it. And after she does it, she'll just hide under a table/chair and be a very good girl. And when we realize what she's done, we'll yell out her name real loud, "BROWNIE!!!!!", and her ears would just pulled to the back of her head and her 4 legs would fall flat on the ground, laying down on the floor giving us her puppy eyes look. Btw, she won't budge if you try to pull her by the collar, coz she knows she'll get a good spanking. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC06196 copy" height="375" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4032/4687802007_dc107ed305.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is Brownie bout 1 week ago. She's loves to sleep on her back with her 4 legs facing up. I think she's cute. =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That's the end of this post, hopefully I'll get more cute photos of Brownie to upload. =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744668714166075591-5875401639218003209?l=www.junjunriko.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.junjunriko.com/feeds/5875401639218003209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744668714166075591&amp;postID=5875401639218003209&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744668714166075591/posts/default/5875401639218003209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744668714166075591/posts/default/5875401639218003209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.junjunriko.com/2010/06/brownie-p.html' title='Brownie!!! =p'/><author><name>JunJun-Riko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16073407892206646102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02388218311874238283'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>