<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742</id><updated>2012-02-17T01:23:04.504+08:00</updated><category term='Life'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='Recipes'/><category term='Uni'/><category term='Filler'/><category term='Movies'/><category term='Engrish with Jurian'/><category term='Malaysia truly crappy.'/><title type='text'>ma vie. omg so cliché.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>86</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-9184953129174999486</id><published>2012-01-24T19:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T19:25:26.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kong Hey Fatt Choy</title><content type='html'>Chinese New Year is always a time of joy especially with the family reunions which happen oh so very rarely thesdays with no thanks to our busy schedules and strange lives.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It will definitely be times like this that we remember the most, times that are numbered really and is something that is quickly disappearing from our way of life. Sad but true. We must therefore always try to continue this tradition. It is really vital. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-9184953129174999486?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/9184953129174999486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2012/01/kong-hey-fatt-choy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/9184953129174999486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/9184953129174999486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2012/01/kong-hey-fatt-choy.html' title='Kong Hey Fatt 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>The new year feels a bit depressing x_x 364 days to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-6985960764341427920?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/6985960764341427920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-year-feels-bit-depressing-xx-364.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/6985960764341427920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/6985960764341427920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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Another year has just passed. This is crazy.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In 2011, I:-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) Had a great holiday in France&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Graduated after a harrowing dissertation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) Got a job after a successful internship&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In 2012, I:-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) Will do better at work to get a promotion and a salary hike&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Spend more time with my loved ones&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) Save up for future important purchases and for a rainy day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) Go for a holiday overseas!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-874331916704559327?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-8841731983411976214</id><published>2011-12-25T14:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T14:13:28.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate the ice cream seller who's incredibly optimistic and is a glass half full sort of person although really all the cup is filled with is sticky gross ice cream.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate the one who is shrouded from head to toe and yet feels its wrong to say merry christmas because its very Christian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate the one who goes all economy to show off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS TO EVERYONE ELSE! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-2513577456863723758</id><published>2011-12-07T20:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T20:58:17.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This past month at work has been hectic X_X &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-2513577456863723758?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/2513577456863723758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/12/this-past-month-at-work-has-been-hectic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-972742740255757457?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/972742740255757457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/11/was-just-about-to-whine-about-having-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/972742740255757457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/972742740255757457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/11/was-just-about-to-whine-about-having-to.html' title=''/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-3333509433704440312</id><published>2011-10-30T16:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T16:57:41.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You look at prominent people, their faces splashed all over the media, from newspapers to websites, and you can't help but wonder if you'd ever turn out that great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And then you look at your very own life, and wonder what the heck you're doing with it, a 9-5 desk job perhaps, or maybe a restaurant somewhere..or whatever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And you wonder how this mundane job is going to get you there...and then you suddenly feel a bit insignificant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think it starts with making a difference with the people closest to you. And that's all the difference it takes, fame and fortune then matters no more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-3333509433704440312?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/3333509433704440312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/10/you-look-at-prominent-people-their.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/3333509433704440312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/3333509433704440312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-7049535178308880629</id><published>2011-10-27T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T21:51:11.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today a fruit basket made my day (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-7049535178308880629?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/7049535178308880629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/10/today-fruit-basket-made-my-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-7587093857708976920?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/7587093857708976920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-miss-france.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/7587093857708976920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/7587093857708976920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-miss-france.html' title=''/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-887920242176825117</id><published>2011-10-15T12:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T12:33:35.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOOHOO! Am officially a degree holder :D :D :D :D :D :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Degree in HOspitality &amp;amp; Tourism Management (hons.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D :D :D :D::DDDDDDDDDDDDDDdd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-887920242176825117?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/887920242176825117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/10/woohoo-am-officially-degree-holder-d-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/887920242176825117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/887920242176825117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/10/woohoo-am-officially-degree-holder-d-d.html' title=''/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-117889553064272766</id><published>2011-10-10T22:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T22:05:07.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so blessed :) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To have a loving family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To have a great job I  enjoy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that's all that matters. Happy Birthday to me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-117889553064272766?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/117889553064272766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/10/im-so-blessed-to-have-loving-family-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/117889553064272766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/117889553064272766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/10/im-so-blessed-to-have-loving-family-to.html' title=''/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-1444593113164287519</id><published>2011-09-29T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T22:47:54.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARGHHHHHHHHHHH</title><content type='html'>In the past 4 days, I've not left office earlier than 8pm x_x and I've not had lunch x_x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-1444593113164287519?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/1444593113164287519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/09/arghhhhhhhhhhh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/1444593113164287519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/1444593113164287519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/09/arghhhhhhhhhhh.html' title='ARGHHHHHHHHHHH'/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-2232510706153781488</id><published>2011-09-19T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T21:47:12.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Disappointed clients, miscommunication, rude co-workers, snobby clients, so many last minute clients, so many last minute events.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;All in a day's work. I wonder how do people go through this every single day without feeling the least bit discouraged. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know I am :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-2232510706153781488?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/2232510706153781488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/09/disappointed-clients-miscommunication.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/2232510706153781488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/2232510706153781488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/09/disappointed-clients-miscommunication.html' title=''/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-5933675152225141041</id><published>2011-09-11T22:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T22:21:30.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ten years ago, I was only 12. I remember running down the stairs because my sister and dad were watching tv and making quite a lot of noise about it. It was the day the planes hit the WTC. I remember sitting and watching it till 11 or so. I did not make much sense out of it but I think it has shaped me into the person I am today. Everyday I live my life, telling myself that tomorrow might never come. It is why I try my very best to say "I love you" to my parents each time they leave home or each time I leave home, so that I know should anything happen, at least the last words I've said were such sweet words. I never want to live with a dreadful memory of being mean or angry and not being able to see my loved ones ever again, and September 11 just reminds me of that. It kills me then to see friends who have so much hatred for their families or just couldn't care less which is worse I feel. I think it's really important because a September 11 can happen just about anytime. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-5933675152225141041?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/5933675152225141041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/09/ten-years-ago-i-was-only-12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/5933675152225141041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/5933675152225141041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/09/ten-years-ago-i-was-only-12.html' title=''/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-1925296339563446028</id><published>2011-08-13T21:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T21:44:40.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last minute changes to events are annoying. Not just to sales, but to every other department involved. People should understand, like seriously understand. Sigh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thank god for clients that pay on time, that reply emails, that are sweet/nice all the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-1925296339563446028?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/1925296339563446028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/08/last-minute-changes-to-events-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/1925296339563446028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/1925296339563446028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/08/last-minute-changes-to-events-are.html' title=''/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-7747707134360872168</id><published>2011-08-08T21:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T21:44:34.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woot!</title><content type='html'>Am so very happy today! :) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can say I'm so very proud of myself today :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;90k deal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Proved my worth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-7747707134360872168?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/7747707134360872168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/08/woot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/7747707134360872168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/7747707134360872168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/08/woot.html' title='Woot!'/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-7270973668753230525</id><published>2011-07-30T18:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T20:07:27.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hope to come back on Tuesday evening and edit this post by saying that all that worry was for nothing.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Edit: Tuesday Evening: I guess I was half right X_X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-7270973668753230525?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/7270973668753230525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-will-come-back-on-monday-evening-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/7270973668753230525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/7270973668753230525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-will-come-back-on-monday-evening-and.html' title=''/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-7613750019036000646</id><published>2011-07-29T21:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T21:20:09.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 August 2011 :)</title><content type='html'>Monday is the day! I'm excited! Hope everything goes well :) Until then, I don't want to spill any beans lest there are no beans at all :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-7613750019036000646?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/7613750019036000646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/07/1-august-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/7613750019036000646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/7613750019036000646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/07/1-august-2011.html' title='1 August 2011 :)'/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-1868953620297193503</id><published>2011-07-23T15:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T16:00:07.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That dreaded phone call</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A colleague received that dreaded phone call this week, its something I never ever want to have to face. There are so many sacrifices I've come to realize one has to make upon stepping into the working life and it really seems like there's no alternative. Work has definitely been overwhelming in the past week, when we're busy, we're crazy busy. I don't think Ive ever been back on time at 5.30 on the dot ever, not in the 1.5 months I've been here. I reach home at 7 or 8 or 9, am so drained or tired all I wanna do is sleep. Sigh! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;C'est la vie? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-1868953620297193503?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/1868953620297193503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/07/that-dreaded-phone-call.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/1868953620297193503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/1868953620297193503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/07/that-dreaded-phone-call.html' title='That dreaded phone call'/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-3547611127837397782</id><published>2011-07-10T18:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T18:29:50.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ridiculous Facebook status update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lm8wTxE4wJY/Thl_DmM5k3I/AAAAAAAABAY/OyGGNf2XsNE/s1600/cbb.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 59px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lm8wTxE4wJY/Thl_DmM5k3I/AAAAAAAABAY/OyGGNf2XsNE/s400/cbb.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627668909147132786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-3547611127837397782?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/3547611127837397782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/07/ridiculous-facebook-status-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/3547611127837397782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/3547611127837397782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/07/ridiculous-facebook-status-update.html' title='Ridiculous Facebook status update'/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lm8wTxE4wJY/Thl_DmM5k3I/AAAAAAAABAY/OyGGNf2XsNE/s72-c/cbb.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-424765298840721564</id><published>2011-07-09T14:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T14:41:55.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why bother?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I do not understand why people would want to put their lives at risk for a cause that will never change anything. The corrupt government is already so corrupt that it just basks in its corruption day in and day out, right under the noses of its people. No amount of rallies or protests are going to change anything, not for the better at least. It'd only be a waste of tear gas and water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I wish to reiterate once more that Malaysia is a failed state as a result of the years of corruption it has immersed itself in since the day it gained its independence. True, the motive in the beginning was noble, but not anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think just giving up all hope is the best option. Then you'd live in ignorance and try to leave asap. Who cares anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-424765298840721564?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/424765298840721564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/07/why-bother.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/424765298840721564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/424765298840721564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/07/why-bother.html' title='Why bother?'/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-6912265275467140289</id><published>2011-07-06T20:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T20:32:00.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Julian's guide to the things you should never do on your first day of work.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1) Come late, very late on your first day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2) Expose your weaknesses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3) Say you'll continue a given task the day after.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4) Ask if you can go home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5) Be on the phone, in front of the boss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;*REMINDER TO SELF*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-6912265275467140289?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/6912265275467140289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/07/julians-guide-to-things-you-should.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/6912265275467140289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/6912265275467140289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/07/julians-guide-to-things-you-should.html' title='Julian&apos;s guide to the things you should never do on your first day of work.'/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-6220624806444068463</id><published>2011-07-03T12:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T12:39:21.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LALALAA random</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I realize I have a really hard time cleaning my room because I just cannot get rid of stuff. X_X It actually pains me to get rid of my old handphone boxes because somehow somewhere in my head I'm telling myself they're precious boxes. :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ok bimbo rant. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ps: Eeek, does this mean I am displaying signs of being a hoarder. EEK! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-6220624806444068463?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/6220624806444068463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/07/lalalaa-random.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/6220624806444068463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/6220624806444068463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/07/lalalaa-random.html' title='LALALAA random'/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-4366976717775747005</id><published>2011-07-03T01:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T01:13:53.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rGPhvkmSUC4/Tg9RxuCy-cI/AAAAAAAAA_4/efo6jrsCUWY/s1600/03072011212.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rGPhvkmSUC4/Tg9RxuCy-cI/AAAAAAAAA_4/efo6jrsCUWY/s400/03072011212.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624804374224239042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't tell if this means I'm very anal or just very forgetful. Found on the inside of my cupboard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-4366976717775747005?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/4366976717775747005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/07/cant-tell-if-this-means-im-very-anal-or.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/4366976717775747005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/4366976717775747005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/07/cant-tell-if-this-means-im-very-anal-or.html' title=''/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rGPhvkmSUC4/Tg9RxuCy-cI/AAAAAAAAA_4/efo6jrsCUWY/s72-c/03072011212.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-1151989614394603840</id><published>2011-06-30T20:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T20:45:01.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>@_@</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just saw this Burmese waiter slap the Indon lady at the restaurant I was having dinner at. I was shocked and immediately lost my appetite. That was, something I have never seen in my life before. What was more shocking was the horrid feeling I felt upon seeing the incident.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My god. &amp;lt;.&amp;lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-1151989614394603840?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/1151989614394603840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/1151989614394603840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/1151989614394603840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post.html' title='@_@'/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-4565264277392818122</id><published>2011-06-26T22:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T22:17:03.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I cannot wait</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To start earning my own money so I can make all my dreams come true, to get everything and anything I want. It is so exhilarating. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-4565264277392818122?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/4565264277392818122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-cannot-wait.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/4565264277392818122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/4565264277392818122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-cannot-wait.html' title='I cannot wait'/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-1524823411349532848</id><published>2011-06-25T22:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T22:51:21.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work thus far</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It has been a month at work/internship thus far :) I am really glad I did not bother going into operations x_x because never ever have I never ever looked at my watch anticipating to go back during work :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Which more or less says that work is thus far pretty fun. Although I know of people who would find it boring, but sitting at a desk, answering calls, taking down inquiries, preparing quotations, contracts and invoices, turning quotations into actual events, going for meetings, meeting clients etc are all actually quite fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Of course there's the downside of really unreasonable people (like this bitch who demanded to know how much it'd cost for us to arrange for transport from the airport to the hotel, and somehow I was expected to know at my fingertips the cost, like fuck you I am not a taxi man). But I guess that's just business, you meet some pleasant people, and then there are some fuckers as well :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But overall, life has been good thus far. I can really see myself doing this in the long run and actually enjoying it despite the rather pathetic benefits which is sort of overruled when you have a great job :) I hope it stays this way x_x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My first wedding event is next week! I'm so exciteddd. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-1524823411349532848?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/1524823411349532848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/06/work-thus-far.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/1524823411349532848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/1524823411349532848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/06/work-thus-far.html' title='Work thus far'/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-7342363806633318898</id><published>2011-06-14T20:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T22:56:00.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blablablalazybitchblablabla</title><content type='html'>Dear Fini (what an idiotic name). &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next time you call the S&amp;amp;M Department, I'll be sure to pass you to the butchery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kindly take note.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tq&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Julian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-7342363806633318898?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/7342363806633318898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/06/dear-fini-what-idiotic-name.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/7342363806633318898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/7342363806633318898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/06/dear-fini-what-idiotic-name.html' title='blablablalazybitchblablabla'/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-3754355244019034514</id><published>2011-06-06T20:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T20:35:18.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The week has been great. Not only have I been voluntarily been staying back (never would have happened in operational :X), time also flies at work! Plus I am not fatigued like crazy. Which is good! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-3754355244019034514?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/3754355244019034514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/06/1st-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/3754355244019034514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/3754355244019034514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/06/1st-week.html' title='1st week'/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-3315442486156046947</id><published>2011-05-30T20:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T22:49:58.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Never thought I'd say this but awesome first day! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Not only do I have my own desk and computer to play with, the boss is a nice man and the other colleagues are equally nice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;:D :D :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Only parking is such a bummer at 10 ringgit a day T_T &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Edit: Parking is only 5 ringgit a day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Edit: Parking is only 2.50 ringgit a day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-3315442486156046947?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/3315442486156046947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/05/first-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/3315442486156046947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/3315442486156046947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/05/first-day.html' title='First Day'/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-5435134983278122227</id><published>2011-05-21T00:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T00:00:58.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And I am officially done with university :) After an amazing 4 years filled with ups and downs, it has finally come to an end. What's next??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-5435134983278122227?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/5435134983278122227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/05/and-i-am-officially-done-with.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/5435134983278122227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/5435134983278122227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/05/and-i-am-officially-done-with.html' title=''/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-7525095499784905487</id><published>2011-04-21T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T17:58:59.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am done with my bloody dissertation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;WHOOPDEEDOO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-7525095499784905487?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/7525095499784905487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My room is in such a mess&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have too many things I dont need&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But I dont want to throw them away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Because I believe in the potential of everything become useful someday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But fuck that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My dissertation is going nowhere&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Because I have never done a dissertation before&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And it was suddenly thrusted into my hands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The idea of something so foreign and fucked up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My internship is going nowhere&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Because the hospitality industry is horrid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My assignments are going nowhere&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Because I have fucked up lecturers that are idiots&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My classroom lessons are going nowhere&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Because it is humanely impossible to focus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When everything above is bugging me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Time is passing by at an exponential rates&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And all I wanna do is sit and watch NCIS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;FMLLLLLLL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-5981820141151138422?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/5981820141151138422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-room-is-in-such-mess-i-have-too-many.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/5981820141151138422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/5981820141151138422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-room-is-in-such-mess-i-have-too-many.html' title=''/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-7566976525169187281</id><published>2011-03-23T15:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T15:57:49.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OVERWHELMED</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Feeling overwhelmed by homework/classes/dissertation/internship. SIGH. I will come back in one year and laugh at myself for being such a mess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-7566976525169187281?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/7566976525169187281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/03/overwhelmed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/7566976525169187281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/7566976525169187281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/03/overwhelmed.html' title='OVERWHELMED'/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-2928760352580445926</id><published>2011-03-12T22:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T22:42:24.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Japan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7F65TOwawo0/TXuGFe_fdJI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/h5w3vAywfOg/s1600/japan-tsunami-footage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 224px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7F65TOwawo0/TXuGFe_fdJI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/h5w3vAywfOg/s400/japan-tsunami-footage.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583203591832695954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My heart goes out to the Japanese people who were hit the hardest in the recent event of quakes and tsunamis to occur in the Pacific. To people who have lost their loved ones, to people who still don't know the fate of their loved ones, to people who have been injured and to everyone who has been adversely affected by this disaster, my prayers and heartfelt thoughts go out to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is a very harsh and cruel reminder of how tumultuous the world is today. Japan in all her preparedness has suffered the brunt of a devastating tsunami and the possibility of a nuclear disaster. I'm sure nobody could have predicted such devastating events, it just goes to show how fragile our lives really are. We think we are in control, but are we?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;May the souls of the departed find eternal rest and may the mourners and victims of this terrible event find solace in such trying times. Amen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is one of the many reminders for us to be more appreciative of what we have, especially our loved ones. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-2928760352580445926?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/2928760352580445926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/03/japan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/2928760352580445926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/2928760352580445926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/03/japan.html' title='Japan'/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7F65TOwawo0/TXuGFe_fdJI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/h5w3vAywfOg/s72-c/japan-tsunami-footage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-6099738584861960611</id><published>2011-03-07T18:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T18:35:31.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why France is so awesome.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No, it is not just because France is some distant country far far far away nor is it because it has often been dramatized in books and film that France is so awesome. France is just awesome on its own, Malaysia pales in comparison. (Yes all those ads about Malaysia being unique and with awesome food can just go kick themselves down the train).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My list on why France is awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1) It is so comfortable to WALK everywhere because it is not blistering hot or humid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2) The metro is so damn efficient, 5 min tops I had to wait. Lets not compare to the KTM shall we. (: Plus the metro has like a million different lines while Malaysia's one looks like a child's train set.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3) The sights are truly magnificent. From the Eiffel to the Hotel des Invalides to everything that is old yet retains its charm. What does Malaysia have? A stinking dick shaped pair of towers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4) Every restaurant serves excellent food. From duck confit to egg with duck cracklings to cassoulet to croque monsieur to fresh pizza from the market to black hooved pig ham blabla.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5) Every supermarket is a pleasure to go to. Think Monoprix, Lafayette, Casino etc. Even the Ptit Casinos are awesome. Everything is delicious its like as though everything went through the strictest of tests before being allowed to be on the shelves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;6) There are DOGS everywhere. Yay, love that. Cute dogs too! Dogs in France are so much furrier and friendlier and obedient. Unleashed, they just follow their owners.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;7) French people are so FRIENDLY. I made random conversations with not just 1, not 2, not 3, not 4, but 5 (if I got them right) people. From old men to middle aged women to couples etc. Even the students were so friendly!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;8) The towns are so tranquil and peaceful (eg: Toulouse/Foix) and it just makes you wanna retire there someday.  I like the balance of slowness in smaller towns and the fast in bigger towns like Paris. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;9) The French countryside is truly countryside. Farms, open spaces, cows, sheep. Not ladang kelapa sawits all the way. :/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;10) France makes you miss her like crazy once you've returned to your really crappy world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/4304463916108486742-6099738584861960611?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/6099738584861960611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/03/why-france-is-so-awesome.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/6099738584861960611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/6099738584861960611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/03/why-france-is-so-awesome.html' title='Why France is so awesome.'/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-6997707055888364707</id><published>2011-03-07T02:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T02:13:51.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Au Revoir &amp; A Bientot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-awUpaHaSnFA/TXPOvVEZs0I/AAAAAAAAA-s/BfoEnwYgH0Q/s1600/IMG_1560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-awUpaHaSnFA/TXPOvVEZs0I/AAAAAAAAA-s/BfoEnwYgH0Q/s400/IMG_1560.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581031675746956098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;France was awesome :( I'm so sad to be back now. Sigh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-6997707055888364707?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/6997707055888364707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/03/france-was-awesome-im-so-sad-to-be-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/6997707055888364707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/6997707055888364707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/03/france-was-awesome-im-so-sad-to-be-back.html' title='Au Revoir &amp; A Bientot'/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-awUpaHaSnFA/TXPOvVEZs0I/AAAAAAAAA-s/BfoEnwYgH0Q/s72-c/IMG_1560.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-311768666099411875</id><published>2011-02-12T17:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T17:27:57.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lalala</title><content type='html'>9 days to France!!!!! WOOHOOOOOO. je ne peux pas attendre!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-311768666099411875?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/311768666099411875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/02/lalala.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/311768666099411875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/311768666099411875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/02/lalala.html' title='lalala'/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-2179233928419991585</id><published>2011-01-29T04:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T04:55:20.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The things I secretly enjoy doing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I enjoy MOPPING. It's so fun and therapeutic to determine what areas to do first, how to mentally divide the floor and to go back to dip the mop in the bucket and wring it all over again, to watch the water turn black from all the dirt on the floor and to ultimately feel that "stickiness" on your feet so you know the floor is clean once more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;AHHHHH...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-2179233928419991585?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/2179233928419991585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/01/things-i-secretly-enjoy-doing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/2179233928419991585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/2179233928419991585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/01/things-i-secretly-enjoy-doing.html' title='The things I secretly enjoy doing'/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-2782832906326952699</id><published>2011-01-24T18:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T19:31:55.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pet Peeves</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1) People who claim to be pious and yet do not very pious things. Hypocrites I say. (for the record, I've never claimed to be pious..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2) People who tak sedar diri. I know this guy who thinks he is very good looking, he walks around confidently like a cock, talks a lot, says a lot of unnecessary things, mocks and taunts others, and does not realize that he is a piece of cock. Whatever happened to humble pie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3) People who show off ALL THE TIME. Everything is great, everything is superb, everything is magnificent. Everything they do/eat/see that is. Then they just dismiss what everyone else has done. For people like this, I just shut up and smile at their weak attempts to fix their self esteem (or so I've read, people who show off a lot have self esteem issues, they've never had the recognition so they need to shout out!) I mean, if you deserved the recognition, you would have gotten it, years and years ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4) "Rich" people. Like having an LV Bag and driving an Iswara. You know?  I've always believed that your riches should be displayed uniformly on all levels (if you really need to). You absolutely cannot be carrying a real LV bag then hop into your smoke sputtering Iswara. It just is wrong. Somehow. Like, a baguette trying to be a croissant by stuffing tonnes of butter into his dry baguette crack. ps: LV bag can be fake and you can drive a smoke sputtering iswara. Or people who buy branded stuff, yet live in a shack. Like, fix your house first can? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5) Liars. Why lie? To fit in? To appear to be what you're not? To give off a different impression? It's damn fucked up when you terkantoi-ed, as proven in a particular incident this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;:) Annoyed? :D Then you're probably one of the FIVEEEEEE. :D Or maybe all five. Eek. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-2782832906326952699?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/2782832906326952699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/01/pet-peeves.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/2782832906326952699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/2782832906326952699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/01/pet-peeves.html' title='Pet Peeves'/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-5768512792846761305</id><published>2011-01-23T11:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T11:20:21.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Childhood Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Does anyone remember the ridiculous autograph books we used to have...pre facebook days! HAHAHAHAHHAA. The ones we would write stuff like our favourite foods, drinks etc and competed quietly as to who had the best looking page. Ohhh all those colourful pens and what not&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;HAHAHAHHA so silly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-5768512792846761305?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/5768512792846761305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/01/childhood-memories.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/5768512792846761305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/5768512792846761305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/01/childhood-memories.html' title='Childhood Memories'/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-2190651434558455857</id><published>2011-01-22T22:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T11:19:26.147+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malaysia truly crappy.'/><title type='text'>POS Malaysia, go fuck yourself</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've been waiting for some stuff from the States and they have yet to arrive. If anything it's been 6 weeks since I placed my book order on Amazon.com :( I'm so pissed off. I don't want to blame Amazon.com because they're so damn professional it is unthinkable that they will make any mistakes, all I can and want to blame are probably the Malaysian Customs (but hello it's a book, NON TAXABLE) and Pos Malaysia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Plus I had to discover that the postman servicing my area has been sending stuff to the wrong house! Instead of going to my house which is XXX, Jalan XXX, he goes to XXX, Lorong XXX. My god, since when was illiteracy part of being a postman. And then I got a little paranoid about losing my credit card pin numbers, atm card pin numbers and whatever not because of the illiterate postman and wrote a huge ass sarcastic notice for him and pasted it on the wall outside my house. I hope he frickin gets it!! ARGH. Oh I also complained to PosMalaysia and the Public Complaints Bureau. Tehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Rant aside (: France trip in 30 days!!!!!!!! WOOOOHOOOOO. But this is one hell of an expensive trip :( I had to buy all the cold weather gear and gosh, it isn't cheap in Malaysia! And it doesn't really help that Universal Traveller has one of the worst customer service in the entire world. I went there looking for a winter jacket and all the guy could do was recommend some and never come back! Gosh. So I went to this warehouse thingy near my place and the "aunty" was so much nicer, despite her complete inability to speak English, she could still recommend me this and that, even going to great lengths to bring them out of the store room for me to try on and everything. Ohh and Sharafalis (It's some ancient shop) in DU was equally helpful as well. Although I couldn't find anything I liked there because the stuff weren't my type. So if you wanna get winter stuff and you need a place with great customer service from an aunty, ask me! :) And the evil Euro has strengthened against the Malaysian Ringgit :( 4.2 ZZ.  But oh well, whatever. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm so excited!!! I'm so excited!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D Aren't you? :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh yeah fuck dissertation :'( Its a huge pain in the butt. And to think I thought TIS was difficult. But perhaps Dissertation is slightly easier since you have to come up with stuff that comes from actual stuff while TIS was just whip up stuff from nothing. Sigh! It's taking me forever to finish and only so far all I've gotten is 3 pages of literature review. Thank god for fast food. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ook night night. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-2190651434558455857?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/2190651434558455857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/01/pos-malaysia-go-fuck-yourself.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/2190651434558455857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/2190651434558455857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/01/pos-malaysia-go-fuck-yourself.html' title='POS Malaysia, go fuck yourself'/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-3179312638701945178</id><published>2011-01-20T21:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T21:40:02.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote: Foursquare only for stalk worthy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Quote: Foursquare only for stalk worthy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I guess that means any Tom, Dick or Harry should not be using Foursquare because HELLO! nobody's interested in where you are. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-3179312638701945178?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/3179312638701945178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/01/quote-foursquare-only-for-stalk-worthy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/3179312638701945178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/3179312638701945178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/01/quote-foursquare-only-for-stalk-worthy.html' title='Quote: Foursquare only for stalk worthy'/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-4981240278968857908</id><published>2011-01-16T12:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T21:27:53.164+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><title type='text'>Easiest Chicken Curry In The World (Tried &amp; Tested)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is probably one of the easiest recipes in the world and apparently His Majesty, the Agong, eats it. It's a very simple chicken curry, very much like masak lemak but it's a healthier alternative. There is no santan, instead there is evaporated milk (which I think is slightly healthier though not as healthy). Nevertheless, try it out!! It's a fun, simple recipe that promises a delicious light curry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Easiest Chicken Curry In The World&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1 Whole chicken (I used 2 thighs, 2 wings, 1 keel)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2 potatoes, cut into 3 cm cubes (or just cut la however)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;125ml evaporated milk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1250ml water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;10 curry leaves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2 lemon grass stalks (serai)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3 tbsp meat curry powder (moistened with some water)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;AN Oil &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Method&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1) Heat up the oil in a wok, fry the curry leaves and moistened meat curry powder till it is fragrant, becareful though not to burn it x_X the curry leaves will turn brown :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2) Add in the evaporated milk and water, bring to a simmer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3) Add the potatoes and chicken and lemon grass&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4) Let it simmer/boil till it reduces a little bit, or else it's gonna be like water curry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5) Once it has reduced to about 3/4 the original amount, it should be not as liquid anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;6) Once you've ascertained the chicken and potatoes are cook, season with salt, pepper, some chicken stock powder and some MSG if you want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;7) Taste! Continue simmering until desired consistency.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;8) Dish out and serve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;TADAAAAAA. Gone were the days when curries meant a whole load of spices and a big headache to boot. Today, curry is so much easier plus its really really good! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;:D :D :D Enjoy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-4981240278968857908?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/4981240278968857908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/01/easiest-chicken-curry-in-world-tried.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/4981240278968857908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/4981240278968857908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/01/easiest-chicken-curry-in-world-tried.html' title='Easiest Chicken Curry In The World (Tried &amp; Tested)'/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-5846740296707294053</id><published>2011-01-14T08:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T08:14:19.469+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Paranormal Activity 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.filmofilia.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/09/paranormal_activity_2_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 666px; " src="http://www.filmofilia.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/09/paranormal_activity_2_poster.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I watched Paranormal Activity 1, loved it and naturally, had to watch Paranormal Activity 2. It should be made compulsory for anyone who has watched the first one (and got scared the shit out of them) to watch the second one! Any fears (no pun intended HAHAHAHA) about the same ol storyline or whatever should be ignored because this is a whole different story and its MORE frightening I thought. Plus the fact that there are more characters now if opposed to the first one, meaning more people to incorporate into the whole storyline to make it so much more scarier! And I've always believed that the benchmark for a good movie (or anything for that matter) would be if time passed by very quickly without you knowing. Watching the movie felt like it was only about 30 minutes long when in fact, it was about 2 hours long! From the slow buildup of the plot, to the sudden sounds and very very disturbing movements etc. :) SO GO WATCH TODAYYYYY, its awesome. If anything, you don't have to be afraid of not being able to sleep at night because I know I could! So yeah its scary but it doesn't affect you to such an extent. So its a good scary movie. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-5846740296707294053?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/5846740296707294053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-watched-paranormal-activity-1-loved.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/5846740296707294053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/5846740296707294053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-watched-paranormal-activity-1-loved.html' title='Paranormal Activity 2'/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-1131133830948723047</id><published>2011-01-11T22:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T23:01:23.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 abusive husband, 5 children, 2 jobs and a dream.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today on Oprah I watched this story about this lady (I forgot her name, it was really long) who grew up in Zimbabwe and really longed to go to school, although school was only for the boys. So she envied her brother who did and did his homework for him etc and when was 11, had to be married off to some guy who went on to abuse her. And some kind soul from some humanitarian organization came by a few years later and asked these women what their dream was and it somehow inspired this lady to dream because she simply thought she was undeserving of a dream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So she wished that she could go to the States to study and get her bachelor's degree, her master's degree and her phD. She wrote these dreams on some paper, kept in a tin and buried it underground and true enough, all her dreams came true. She was at the time of the show, about to complete her phD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It dawned upon me then that, here I was, struggling to complete my degree and this lady who had ALL the odds against her made it all the way to her phD. She was living in absolute poverty, was abused etc and upon moving to the states, juggled 2 jobs, 5 kids and an abusive husband and yet managed to complete her studies!!!!!! I'm in total shock and awe like HOW in heavens did she do all of that despite the fact that her life was so damn difficult.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My life is pretty cut out for me! And yet I am struggling. Gosh! If anything, I feel ashamed and appalled that I've not taken whatever that I'm blessed with and turned it into a magnificent story like this. Sigh! So yes, sometimes Oprah makes you feel horrible X_X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-1131133830948723047?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/1131133830948723047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/01/1-abusive-husband-5-children-2-jobs-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/1131133830948723047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/1131133830948723047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/01/1-abusive-husband-5-children-2-jobs-and.html' title='1 abusive husband, 5 children, 2 jobs and a dream.'/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-5913024777146963609</id><published>2011-01-11T21:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T22:47:24.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The bane of my existence</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The bane of my existence is the domestic lizard. My immense fear and unexplainable and perpetual disgust for the domestic house lizard is largely due to a movie I once watched when I was much younger, Parent Trap. In the movie, the two children (played by Lindsay Lohan in her more innocent days) stuffed a lizard down the evil step mother's throat and it literally was in her mouth and that would have been my very first disgusting experience with lizards. Before that however, I rarely took notice of them except the fact that they lived on walls and had long tongues to eat bugs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Everything from the colours (from pale brown to the more uglier types with patterns) to the beady eyes to the little hands and feet and the super horrible fact that they can shed their tails (which means drop it ON YOU and leave it to WRIGGLE to your absolute horror) is absolutely offputting to me, so much so that I have had to resort to some very barbaric methods to ensure they don't bug me especially when I'm asleep and in a very vulnerable state! From spraying many many cans of Ridsect's Anti Lizard spray all over the windows of my room (Instruction was to spray on surfaces, I just SPRAYED EVERYWHERE and I have yet to see it work) and taping up the gaps on the windows and some odd holes on the ceiling to deploying lizard traps that successfully glue them onto a sticky surface although I once dreamt that they all came back and gathered at my feet to send me to my own death. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I once woke up, opened my eyes and saw a lizard on the ceiling. Up to this day I don't know if I was dreaming because I immediately sprang up and ran out of the room screaming. I came back and it was MISSING so I don't know if I just dreamt it or what, but nevertheless, I ductapped the little hole on the ceiling :( And till today, I've not seen the bloody thing so thank god. Then just a few moments ago, I heard some odd rustling on my window! And when I went out to check, lo and behold, A GIANT LIZARD. It was probably 6 inches long and it was huge and thick and chunky!!!!!!!!!! I ran off to get the shieldtox but by the time I got back it disappeared :( SIGH. Now I'm gonna worry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;SO YES I ABSOLUTELY HATE LIZARDS. And yes you have to know!!!! Don't mess with me with those fake lizards and all, I'll SPRAY YOU to your death.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-5913024777146963609?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/5913024777146963609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/01/bane-of-my-existence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/5913024777146963609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/5913024777146963609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/01/bane-of-my-existence.html' title='The bane of my existence'/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-8260026425879294483</id><published>2011-01-09T17:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T17:48:19.799+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uni'/><title type='text'>Uni Sem 2. Bonjour Paris!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And so uni has started yet again. Highlights of this sem include a trip to Paris, submission of dissertation, final exams and internship. Classes have commenced thus far and they all seem a little bit more understandable and I hope this remains for the remaining 6 months, or else we'd all be dead meat during the exams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On one hand, I can't wait to go to France!!! It's so so so so exciting!!! Can you feel my excitement already?!?!?!?! We're heading to France in February (not on AirAsia, thank god) and it's gonna be COLD! Although I doubt there will be snow! Cos temperatures are now hovering around 10C and above which is pretty good! I've been reading up and apparently it'll rain a lot so hopefully that doesn't dampen much! I wanna do so much and buy so much! It's been ages since I've been on a holiday. Ohh but, apparently there's some homework to do during the trip but nevertheless, that's not going to stop us from feeling super excited I guess! Plus the exchange rate is getting more and more favourable as the days pass by!!! Like some divine intervention, it has been dropping steadily since a week ago, from about 4.1 to 3.9!!! :D :D :D :D Although I would say it won't make much of a difference. All we have to hope for now is for good weather, no strikes or riots and any other shit that could happen. Touch wood. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On the other hand, I feel that all excitement for this trip will be marred by the fact that the submission of dissertation comes quite soon after the trip. As of now, I am still pretty lost as to what I want to do and all of that, it has been practically forced unto me :( Almost like rape. Dissertation rape. Plus the fact that we're supposed to secure our very own internship spots for our internship after we're done, which is quite a hassle and proving to cause headaches. But nevertheless, fuck all of that, FRANCE FIRST!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But it almost feels like as though this entire sem is about the trip :x Although that feeling is really wrong! :X Oh well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-8260026425879294483?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/8260026425879294483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/01/uni-sem-2-bonjour-paris.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/8260026425879294483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/8260026425879294483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/01/uni-sem-2-bonjour-paris.html' title='Uni Sem 2. Bonjour Paris!'/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-520248181664452115</id><published>2011-01-07T12:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T19:46:59.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Julian's Guide to Renewing Your Passport at the KIPPAS Kiosk at Pusat Bandar Damansara</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What you need&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1) Your old/expired passport (it should be the one with the chip, feel the back for a slight bump and voila, it is the chip based passport)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2) One passport sized photo with a blue background (taken recently)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3) One photostated copy of your MyKad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4) Your MyKad (it must be read-able by the machine or else...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5) Cash (Rm 300 for 5 years, RM 100 for 2 years)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;6) A pen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;How to do it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1) Drive yourself to Pusat Bandar Damansara, go to the entrance BEHIND the McDonalds and park anywhere as long as you can find yourself to Block I. The KIPASS kiosks are located opposite an Ali Maju that faces the big road that parts the two blocks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2) Make your way to the kiosk on a working morning day when children are at school and adults are at work. Preferably before 7pm to qualify for the RM 1 parking! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3) The Kiosks are located in between the Jabatan Pendaftaran Negara and the Immigration Department, its like a little room on its own. The words KIPASS are indicated above the doors in really gaudy silver lettering.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4) Wait patiently for the kiosks to open, they operate from 7.30am till 3pm. An officer should come in and fill the envelope boxes up and do some minor housekeeping before flipping the CLOSED sign to an OPENED sign and then you can run in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5) Once open, rush inside and seize an envelope on either side of the room. Fill up the necessary details on the envelope (Full name, IC number, phone number)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;6) Make your way to any one of the four working kiosks (Lights should be flashing)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;7) Follow the on-screen instructions (Select renewal of passport)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;8) You'd be prompted to put in your passport and IC at the indicated slots (refer to screen)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;9) If successfully scanned, you will be asked to remove both documents. You may now continue following the on-screen demands. Selecting the duration, modifying your height details, slotting in the money (one note at a time) etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;10) Once all the above has been done, you will be prompted to put in your old passport, your photo and your photostated copy of your IC into the earlier procured envelope. Don't seal! But dont leave it gaping open as well or the contents may spill out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;11) Slide it in the slot indicated and wait for your receipt to appear. You may hear a thud like as though your stuff just fell onto the floor but worry not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;12) Go to any restaurant in the vicinity and wait a good 1 hour + before making your way to the Immigration department (entrance is to the right of the KIPASS machines, go up one floor and turn right).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;13) Head to counter 16, 17 or whatever that is indicated on your receipt and get your number&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;14) Wait once again (don't agitate and berate  the already stressed officers) and when called, collect your passport! Check details, sign for verification and LEAVE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;15) Pay your 1 dollar parking fee for coming so early and enjoy your upcoming holidays &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;:D :D :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-520248181664452115?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/520248181664452115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/01/julians-guide-to-renewing-your-passport.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/520248181664452115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/520248181664452115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/01/julians-guide-to-renewing-your-passport.html' title='Julian&apos;s Guide to Renewing Your Passport at the KIPPAS Kiosk at Pusat Bandar Damansara'/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-1258187306897798030</id><published>2011-01-01T00:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T00:44:41.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy January 1st 2011</title><content type='html'>Happy January 1st 2011 :D :D :D :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok just wanted to see the date appear on the blog :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-1258187306897798030?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/1258187306897798030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-january-1st-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/1258187306897798030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/1258187306897798030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-january-1st-2011.html' title='Happy January 1st 2011'/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-4327357134452475128</id><published>2010-12-31T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T21:22:01.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To everyone who reads, a blessed new year to you (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've made EIGHT resolutions that I'll keep to myself for now. On the 31st of December 2011 I'll reveal them and see how much I've kept to them or done anything at all! OK?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;:D :D :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-4327357134452475128?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/4327357134452475128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/4327357134452475128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/4327357134452475128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-6050320187416019073</id><published>2010-12-30T08:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T09:03:09.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yay, the Malaysian football team wins some cup in a very controversial game and we get a public holiday on Friday. Just the attitude we need, rewarding for nothing. =.= Ohh wait, hasn't that been going on for a long while now. Tehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ohh ohh! And when Nicol David is the World Number 1 in Squash or when Lee Chong Wei is the World Number 2 (or something) and have proven time after time, record after record that they are the best, ohh where were those public holidays?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hmm! Food for thought. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But I'm sure we all see a pattern somewhere. Don't we?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-6050320187416019073?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/6050320187416019073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2010/12/yay-malaysian-football-team-wins-some.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/6050320187416019073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/6050320187416019073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2010/12/yay-malaysian-football-team-wins-some.html' title=''/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-3000132394729285121</id><published>2010-12-28T21:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T21:29:56.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My resolution for the rest of my life is to live a very simple life in a very cold country somewhere. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-3000132394729285121?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/3000132394729285121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-resolution-for-rest-of-my-life-is-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/3000132394729285121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/3000132394729285121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-resolution-for-rest-of-my-life-is-to.html' title=''/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-3269592970344384615</id><published>2010-12-28T19:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T20:24:10.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh!!! This blog has been abandoned :/ and since it's my holidays, I shall do the updating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;HOLIDAYS ARE ENDING THO, what a big ass bummer :'( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And the dissertation was left in a corner to rot while the holidays went on and on. I blame Christmas. Now that Christmas is over, it's time to shift the blame to the excitement of the New Year! And once New Year has come, the blame will be shifted to the Depression of School Beginning. What not with all the parking problems and wonky schedules, there is no better reason to be depressed that school is starting. Oh and the fact that its the last 6 months or so :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So the year that was, not so eventful I guess. Probably the only achievement would be getting really good results for the higher dip. exams. Other than that, I changed my phone not ONCE, not TWICE, but THRICE in the span of one year, I must really never ever do that again. And yeah life is so mundane there isn't much to say about it, maybe when I remember what had happened in the course of life in the past year. Of course life is mundane if compared to the lives of others, I have no idea of 365 days of 2010 just passed by like that. And my life doesn't feel as eventful as the ones I see in television, Kimora Lee Simmons or anybody for that matter, television makes one feel small :'( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Degree has been shitty thus far. I feel very lost in most of the subjects, not because of a lack of interest, rather a lack of an ability to comprehend. Of course, what there is to comprehend remains questionable. Here's hoping the second and final semester is not the nightmare it has been. Sometimes I wonder why the fuck I even enrolled myself here, standards are questionable, some lecturers don't even speak proper English. :/ I mean, seriously, how is this going to reflect on my resumé later on!!! Am I bound to have a horrible life and career because of this mistake I've made?!?!?! Or am I to blame myself X_X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'd like to think that everyone else shares my thoughts as well lah. Cos in terms of infrastructure and all, the university is OKAY lah, it isnt exactly a shack in the middle of the forest of Sang Kancil or what BUT in terms of what input we've received combined with what output we've given, I don't really feel like it has been much, even combined. Do you?? :/ Do you feel what you've learnt in the past semester (if you've continued with me) to be of any use to the development of your career later on???? Is this how university is meant to make one feel?? Miserable?? Small?? Left out in the cold?!?!?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The question of what is to come next has been looming in my head but I've never bothered to give it much thought, as above, there is always a reason to procrastinate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What I want to achieve in the coming year is a lot, I wonder if it is even achievable..but all I want are good grades, a good job to come my way and good luck and the best of times through out. Lets not be greedy now heh :D Sigh but where do I even start ._. Sometimes I wonder if I could just die tomorrow and not have to worry about all of this shit (no am not suicidal, just the prospect of not having to think of all of this) But then again, the Church condemns such behaviour and thus shall I as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Something else I've learnt about friendship in the past year is that it can be based on a lot of lies and deception. And that is not the sort of friendship I want to have and keep for years and years to come. What is the point of not being able to be yourself with your friends, when you have to put on a mask and weave tales of this and that just to keep your friends. And in the process I realized that true and good friends are really hard to come by. Its so damn difficult it's one of my resolutions to be a better friend as well :'( But then there's always that quote to remind you that a good friend makes the best out of things instead of expecting for the best or whatever along those lines. If that is so then..gee..maybe I should start looking harder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And another resolution is to update this blog more frequently. :( so that one day I can come back here and laugh at myself for being such a fool. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ps: Since you probably didn't give me a christmas present, can you like message me on msn or on facebook or whatever so I know someones reading :( Its nice to know that I have an audience. Of course if I don't then..nvm lah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-3269592970344384615?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/3269592970344384615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2010/12/update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/3269592970344384615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/3269592970344384615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2010/12/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-3048956838693593728</id><published>2010-12-09T17:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T17:46:02.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fishies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TQClVN4cSkI/AAAAAAAAA-A/twt16j0CJd4/s1600/fish6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TQClVN4cSkI/AAAAAAAAA-A/twt16j0CJd4/s400/fish6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548616524842682946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TQClROmaZlI/AAAAAAAAA94/AgHG97m8qhM/s1600/fish5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TQClROmaZlI/AAAAAAAAA94/AgHG97m8qhM/s400/fish5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548616456316020306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TQClQyqkTvI/AAAAAAAAA9w/tvms5qlaTpU/s1600/fish4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TQClQyqkTvI/AAAAAAAAA9w/tvms5qlaTpU/s400/fish4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548616448817254130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TQClQpsGq9I/AAAAAAAAA9o/c5hC2dQNGKw/s1600/fish3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TQClQpsGq9I/AAAAAAAAA9o/c5hC2dQNGKw/s400/fish3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548616446407781330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TQClQYI738I/AAAAAAAAA9g/722klF6zrBU/s1600/fish2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 317px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TQClQYI738I/AAAAAAAAA9g/722klF6zrBU/s400/fish2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548616441696870338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TQClP6jhU3I/AAAAAAAAA9Y/-PY79FiGHA4/s1600/fish1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TQClP6jhU3I/AAAAAAAAA9Y/-PY79FiGHA4/s400/fish1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548616433755313010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-3048956838693593728?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/3048956838693593728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2010/12/fishies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/3048956838693593728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/3048956838693593728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2010/12/fishies.html' title='Fishies'/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TQClVN4cSkI/AAAAAAAAA-A/twt16j0CJd4/s72-c/fish6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-433745593792979523</id><published>2010-09-04T12:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T12:18:15.082+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Filler'/><title type='text'>x_x</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've noticed that only when my mom is not around do I feel a bit more thankful for her presence in other times. Just one day that she went to Singapore and I'm like so exhausted from all the things I have to do x_x From cleaning up after the dogs, feeding them, cleaning the kitchen, sweeping the floor, watering the plants, doing the laundry. This is not even half of what she does! OH MY GODD. Thank you God for my mother then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-433745593792979523?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/433745593792979523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2010/09/xx.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/433745593792979523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/433745593792979523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2010/09/xx.html' title='x_x'/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-4876876090450099013</id><published>2010-09-03T13:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T13:19:44.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If anyone has been watching the Teoh Beng Hock court videos on Youtube, I pray and hope you've noticed how atrociously the lawyer representing the MACC behaves. His English is so lauya, his questions are so incoherent and he is so unprofessional, blaming Dr Pornthip and accusing her of making false statements and all of that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Argh. So embarrassing. Poor Dr Pornthip, may God bless her good soul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Quote Dr Pornthip "I work for the dead". Amen to that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-4876876090450099013?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/4876876090450099013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2010/09/omg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/4876876090450099013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/4876876090450099013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2010/09/omg.html' title='OMG'/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-1827695966952422264</id><published>2010-08-22T21:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T21:20:23.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quote Andrea: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;i&gt;expecting much from someone who cannot deliver only means great disappointment. so how? just screw it and stop expecting.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-1827695966952422264?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/1827695966952422264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2010/08/quote-andrea-expecting-much-from.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/1827695966952422264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/1827695966952422264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2010/08/quote-andrea-expecting-much-from.html' title=''/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-3162117247415916642</id><published>2010-08-20T12:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T12:18:42.680+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>The Expendables</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TG4BtRGFoGI/AAAAAAAAA8U/Xu0TUAvc2W4/s1600/expendables_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TG4BtRGFoGI/AAAAAAAAA8U/Xu0TUAvc2W4/s400/expendables_poster.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507341271515373666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It is often thought that a line up of the best would automatically make a good movie. This movie proves that hypotheses wrong. Sure, there are many very good actors with awesome track records to boost and whatever not..but the storyline is very very very mundane. Very lame in fact. So screw this movie :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-3162117247415916642?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/3162117247415916642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2010/08/expendables.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/3162117247415916642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/3162117247415916642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2010/08/expendables.html' title='The Expendables'/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TG4BtRGFoGI/AAAAAAAAA8U/Xu0TUAvc2W4/s72-c/expendables_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-879729665621931588</id><published>2010-08-13T22:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T22:57:01.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life's a bitch when you're one.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Life's a bitch when you're one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;COPYRIGHT ALL RIGHTS RESERVED @ ME&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-879729665621931588?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/879729665621931588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2010/08/lifes-bitch-when-youre-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/879729665621931588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/879729665621931588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2010/08/lifes-bitch-when-youre-one.html' title='life&apos;s a bitch when you&apos;re one.'/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-4330548454078706905</id><published>2010-08-11T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T00:22:54.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why you should never allow webcam access to strangers.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TGF8zXFbM7I/AAAAAAAAA8M/H0X8IIAXtk4/s1600/Untitled.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 263px; height: 217px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TGF8zXFbM7I/AAAAAAAAA8M/H0X8IIAXtk4/s400/Untitled.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503817441435399090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TGF8zPl_kFI/AAAAAAAAA8E/nWACrq4zzxs/s1600/danial4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 217px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TGF8zPl_kFI/AAAAAAAAA8E/nWACrq4zzxs/s400/danial4.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503817439424516178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TGF8yhY-TqI/AAAAAAAAA78/fD85_H4arKQ/s1600/danial3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 262px; height: 215px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TGF8yhY-TqI/AAAAAAAAA78/fD85_H4arKQ/s400/danial3.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503817427021876898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-4330548454078706905?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/4330548454078706905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2010/08/why-you-should-never-allow-webcam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/4330548454078706905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/4330548454078706905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2010/08/why-you-should-never-allow-webcam.html' title='Why you should never allow webcam access to strangers.'/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TGF8zXFbM7I/AAAAAAAAA8M/H0X8IIAXtk4/s72-c/Untitled.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-589427867194895997</id><published>2010-08-07T21:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T23:38:36.545+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Filler'/><title type='text'>:O :O :O</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TF1eh1tGF7I/AAAAAAAAA70/wwsqx8BNIH4/s1600/unifi.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 31px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TF1eh1tGF7I/AAAAAAAAA70/wwsqx8BNIH4/s400/unifi.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502658255161530290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;20 minutes for a 829mb movie at 826.4 kB/s. NICE :P All I need to do is find what I want, take a dump, grab a snack and then watch the movie I just selected! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*childish show off mode on!* :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-589427867194895997?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/589427867194895997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2010/08/o-o-o.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/589427867194895997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/589427867194895997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2010/08/o-o-o.html' title=':O :O :O'/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TF1eh1tGF7I/AAAAAAAAA70/wwsqx8BNIH4/s72-c/unifi.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-5739478825901931415</id><published>2010-07-31T23:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T23:45:55.684+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Filler'/><title type='text'>Someday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Was watching Lonely Planet on Nat Geo awhile ago and this guy went to Morocco and had a blast :) it was such an ad hoc trip and it was just all so awesome, living with a Berber family and all of that. :) I wish I could do that kind of thing someday...it'd be really nice! Go for a nice holiday with just a backpack. Have everything unfold as it goes, not knowing anything and having those elements of surprise that make things super exciting and/or pleasant. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-5739478825901931415?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/5739478825901931415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2010/07/someday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/5739478825901931415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/5739478825901931415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2010/07/someday.html' title='Someday...'/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-7449406302719927524</id><published>2010-07-30T16:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T16:54:24.999+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Engrish with Jurian'/><title type='text'>A recipe for Jean Grey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TFKSbGlrr5I/AAAAAAAAA7s/5P5dzRvHAyA/s1600/ponder.png"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 332px; height: 52px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TFKSbGlrr5I/AAAAAAAAA7s/5P5dzRvHAyA/s400/ponder.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499619089295585170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This recipe was made for Jean Grey. *ponder* voila, meat is TENDERIZED!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-7449406302719927524?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/7449406302719927524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2010/07/recipe-for-jean-grey_30.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/7449406302719927524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/7449406302719927524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2010/07/recipe-for-jean-grey_30.html' title='A recipe for Jean Grey'/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TFKSbGlrr5I/AAAAAAAAA7s/5P5dzRvHAyA/s72-c/ponder.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-8228575809293885481</id><published>2010-07-29T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T23:15:28.349+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>SALT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TFGaIeQRojI/AAAAAAAAA7k/OB6OHozvBLs/s1600/salt-movie-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 400px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TFGaIeQRojI/AAAAAAAAA7k/OB6OHozvBLs/s400/salt-movie-poster.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499346090347045426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Watched SALT today because POMI class was cancelled (wtf is POMI class I still don't know). Well, lets just say, it was quite cliché. Sort of guessed someone was some spy or something. Worth watching: Angelina Jolie's godlike moves/intelligence. Jumping in the lift shaft ala Spiderman and hanging off the banister whilst choking someone to death in a pair of magically linked handcuffs as well as jumping off a helicopter over open water and swimming, hands still cuffed, to the shore. She also made a bomb from bleach and something she stole from a medicine box, successfully disabling a tactical team (very clever indeed) and best part, she saved her DOG! To think they'd actually give some thought to that..is indeed touching and proves to me that Salt is indeed a good woman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In short, CIA propaganda. Every CIA agent is a combination of a few superheroes with infinite life except the low profiled people in vests and better guns who somehow die faster! And a bottle of vodka kills, literally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-8228575809293885481?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/8228575809293885481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2010/07/salt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/8228575809293885481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/8228575809293885481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2010/07/salt.html' title='SALT'/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TFGaIeQRojI/AAAAAAAAA7k/OB6OHozvBLs/s72-c/salt-movie-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-2113951708911218478</id><published>2010-07-27T00:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T00:03:33.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>):</title><content type='html'>): &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sigh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-2113951708911218478?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/2113951708911218478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/2113951708911218478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/2113951708911218478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html' title='):'/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-1355235551474843157</id><published>2010-07-25T06:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T06:52:14.644+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uni'/><title type='text'>Final year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And thus final year of degree begins tomorrow, with orientation. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have yet to choose which specialization to enroll myself in, its either go with drama-less but not very relevant or vice versa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;AH. It's like going to drama school or something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hoping for the best. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-1355235551474843157?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/1355235551474843157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2010/07/final-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/1355235551474843157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/1355235551474843157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2010/07/final-year.html' title='Final year'/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-2350329358594907777</id><published>2010-07-24T12:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T12:12:56.488+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Filler'/><title type='text'>WTF dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Have been really having these awful dreams of KILLING people. Omg? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Two nights ago, it was flinging someone like a soft toy (somehow he/she became soft) all over the place until he/she died.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last night, it was stopping in the emergency lane, watching a lorry stop next to me and then a huge truck coming to bang the poor lorry. Resulted in a police chase, helicopter came with search lights over my house as European children came with surveys at front gate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O.O &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-2350329358594907777?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/2350329358594907777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2010/07/wtf-dreams.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/2350329358594907777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/2350329358594907777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2010/07/wtf-dreams.html' title='WTF dreams'/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-8397605099206978255</id><published>2010-07-22T10:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T10:20:59.649+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>What do you want to do in the future?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;During the course of my final examinations, I was asked this question TWICE. Once during my TIS presentation and another time during one of the F&amp;amp;B workshops. I have no idea why I had been asked such questions, because such questions usually takes one by surprise. This leads to horrendously crappy answers that could possibly make no sense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Either way, I answered by not really answering. I told the inquisitive ones that the future was so uncertain that I don't actually have plans. Who knows, I might not even be able to take my next breath and what not. The whole future is uncertain crap I threw at them, hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But really, our future is so uncertain. I myself believe my very own future is not exactly my own, because there are various other factors to take into consideration, eg: loved ones etc. I personally know of people who couldn't be bothered about their next of kin, they go about blabbing about their lives like it revolves only around them. Well these shallow people who have no clue are going to be the ones that pay for it next time hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So yeah really, how much of your future is really YOUR future?? One you can call your own, one that belongs entirely to you. Perhaps you've overlooked some important facts that may change everything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-8397605099206978255?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/8397605099206978255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-do-you-want-to-do-in-future.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/8397605099206978255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/8397605099206978255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-do-you-want-to-do-in-future.html' title='What do you want to do in the future?'/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-7729594897463939317</id><published>2010-07-17T11:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T12:17:49.572+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Filler'/><title type='text'>Thank You God.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TEesZEhIFMI/AAAAAAAAA7U/IBdvQqIVpnY/s400/17072010235.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496551416938370242" /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In times like this, I can only thank the only higher being I know for His divine intervention over and over again. Amen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-7729594897463939317?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/7729594897463939317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2010/07/thank-you-god.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/7729594897463939317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/7729594897463939317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2010/07/thank-you-god.html' title='Thank You God.'/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TEesZEhIFMI/AAAAAAAAA7U/IBdvQqIVpnY/s72-c/17072010235.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-3547072113479025085</id><published>2010-07-16T02:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T02:06:49.718+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Inception</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TD9N_xzOeEI/AAAAAAAAA7M/jQVfEHJN4wg/s1600/inception_movie_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TD9N_xzOeEI/AAAAAAAAA7M/jQVfEHJN4wg/s400/inception_movie_poster.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494195828510586946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Watch this if you want something completely different, something you've never ever experienced in all the years of your life, something that leaves you feeling bedazzled, flabbergasted, amused and very stupid at the same time. Something that allows the thought process to take place through out the entire movie, something not predictable and something that will change the your perception of movies forever because this movie has got to be so fucking mind fucking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I award it an infinite amount of stars.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-3547072113479025085?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/3547072113479025085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2010/07/inception.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/3547072113479025085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/3547072113479025085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2010/07/inception.html' title='Inception'/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TD9N_xzOeEI/AAAAAAAAA7M/jQVfEHJN4wg/s72-c/inception_movie_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-1532426488643093934</id><published>2010-07-14T21:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T21:36:36.974+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Filler'/><title type='text'>World Cup withdrawal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Was watching TV just now when Astro played this ad saying Thanks for Watching (the world cup). Can't help but feel a bit sad that its all over ): No more staying up at 10 or waking up at 2.30 to watch or no more anticipation over the next match and excitement over who won, being disappointed when some other team lost etc etc. ): The next World Cup is in 2014 and its 4 years more, when I'll be 25, I should think working, god knows if I'll ever have this opportunity ever again )': (to liberally watch the World Cup). Its almost like watching your favourite movie and then its the season finale. ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So sad :/ &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 but I guess there are other things to take my mind off things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ps: World cup 2014 in Brazil, time difference is about 12 hours. So when they have their matches at 10pm at night, we'll be at work at 10am ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-1532426488643093934?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/1532426488643093934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2010/07/world-cup-withdrawal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/1532426488643093934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/1532426488643093934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2010/07/world-cup-withdrawal.html' title='World Cup withdrawal'/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-6590516009415327987</id><published>2010-07-13T21:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T21:38:53.247+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Predators 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TDxsObkDhnI/AAAAAAAAA7E/ZspEhDoMMKI/s1600/PHkCGsnk4ySTol_1_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TDxsObkDhnI/AAAAAAAAA7E/ZspEhDoMMKI/s400/PHkCGsnk4ySTol_1_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493384640658114162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Overrated. Mundane. Left me a bit confused at the end. Have got to like the sick doctor :D Other than that, nothing. :) Disappointed, really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On a happier note, happy birthday Danial Adel Dewind :) I've known you for a good 3 years now. Still remember our first McDonalds? :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-6590516009415327987?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/6590516009415327987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2010/07/predators-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/6590516009415327987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/6590516009415327987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2010/07/predators-2010.html' title='Predators 2010'/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TDxsObkDhnI/AAAAAAAAA7E/ZspEhDoMMKI/s72-c/PHkCGsnk4ySTol_1_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-4166232315931661498</id><published>2010-07-12T19:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T19:32:26.689+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Filler'/><title type='text'>Insincere birthday greetings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TDr826jhoSI/AAAAAAAAA6E/NWv5Hb4nRMY/s1600/Untitled.png"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 110px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TDr826jhoSI/AAAAAAAAA6E/NWv5Hb4nRMY/s400/Untitled.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492980715893137698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think Facebook has contributed to the most insincere birthday greetings ever. Like this person above, let me guess how she/he did it. He/she saw the list of people with birthdays, clicked on each one of their names then copy pasted the same message, changing the name and yet the message remains the same. I find it super insincere, cant you at least change the message a little instead of just using one copy. Gee. And..the things people say. Have a fun one? Ohkay -.-;; SWT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-4166232315931661498?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/4166232315931661498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2010/07/insincere-birthday-greetings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/4166232315931661498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/4166232315931661498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2010/07/insincere-birthday-greetings.html' title='Insincere birthday greetings'/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TDr826jhoSI/AAAAAAAAA6E/NWv5Hb4nRMY/s72-c/Untitled.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-2011789031123534114</id><published>2010-07-12T11:23:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T19:42:06.998+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uni'/><title type='text'>Awesome Roadpoker Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TDr_ARpuA1I/AAAAAAAAA6s/wKJQD6t2UoI/s1600/35148_1530513583930_1267449428_31475061_3500293_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TDr_ARpuA1I/AAAAAAAAA6s/wKJQD6t2UoI/s400/35148_1530513583930_1267449428_31475061_3500293_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492983075735208786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TDr_ADJrT4I/AAAAAAAAA6k/r0lTH9dnlLo/s1600/35381_1530638147044_1267449428_31475602_1109101_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TDr_ADJrT4I/AAAAAAAAA6k/r0lTH9dnlLo/s400/35381_1530638147044_1267449428_31475602_1109101_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492983071842717570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TDr-_hfD3jI/AAAAAAAAA6c/UXSFOT9OHIE/s1600/34219_1530636146994_1267449428_31475585_7331648_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TDr-_hfD3jI/AAAAAAAAA6c/UXSFOT9OHIE/s400/34219_1530636146994_1267449428_31475585_7331648_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492983062805601842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TDr-_Qitc7I/AAAAAAAAA6U/DdOUCoIDDoU/s1600/34452_1530664587705_1267449428_31475769_7498968_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TDr-_Qitc7I/AAAAAAAAA6U/DdOUCoIDDoU/s400/34452_1530664587705_1267449428_31475769_7498968_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492983058257507250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TDr-_Li0phI/AAAAAAAAA6M/O7KlCabjUVA/s1600/33424_1530512903913_1267449428_31475056_5435394_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TDr-_Li0phI/AAAAAAAAA6M/O7KlCabjUVA/s400/33424_1530512903913_1267449428_31475056_5435394_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492983056915801618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nothing like sharing the cool Cameron's weather with friends, huddling around the BBQ pit because its cold, BBQ-ing in the rain and Poker-ing from night till morning, having very little sleep then having yummy Cameron's breakfast consisting of chops, followed by more poker and then a visit to the pasar malam after a tai chow dinner and returning to more poker and Cameron snacks with football (boo GERMANY). A little bit more sleep before breakfast then pasar siang for Cameron vegetables and honeycomb..and herbal duck kon lou and wu kok at Bidor to finish it off :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;all in the company of friends :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-2011789031123534114?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/2011789031123534114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2010/07/awesome-roadpoker-trip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/2011789031123534114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/2011789031123534114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2010/07/awesome-roadpoker-trip.html' title='Awesome Roadpoker Trip'/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TDr_ARpuA1I/AAAAAAAAA6s/wKJQD6t2UoI/s72-c/35148_1530513583930_1267449428_31475061_3500293_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-6677199838044739971</id><published>2010-07-08T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T23:53:23.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOLOLOL? For you, Lee Houren :P</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i4.ytimg.com/vi/38LMVNzqKtI/hqdefault.jpg)" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/38LMVNzqKtI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/38LMVNzqKtI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="480" height="295" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-6677199838044739971?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/6677199838044739971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2010/07/lololol-for-you-lee-houren-p.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/6677199838044739971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/6677199838044739971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2010/07/lololol-for-you-lee-houren-p.html' title='LOLOLOL? For you, Lee Houren :P'/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-591084347613709388</id><published>2010-07-08T22:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T23:04:59.250+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Twight:Eclipse</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TDXo5eIf7GI/AAAAAAAAA58/68jZzG8oq_k/s1600/twilight_eclipse_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TDXo5eIf7GI/AAAAAAAAA58/68jZzG8oq_k/s400/twilight_eclipse_poster.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491551394687085666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And so I watched Twilight:Eclipse today. To set the record straight, I don't watch the movie because of Edward or Bella or Jacob or Carlisle or Alice or Rosalie or Emmett or whoever, vampire, werewolf, human whatever. I think I only like the scenes where they FIGHT! So yes, a very chauvinistic reason to watch quite a gay show :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Either way, the show was..I don't know, pretty mundane IMO. It was all about protecting Bella once again from a new army of vampires with the Volturi interfering somewhat blabla. So what's new?? Nothing much I'd say! So not very nice lah :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There were some porny scenes where Bella was trying hard to get into Edward's pants and some sexual references but other than that...pretty much nothing :) its PG13 so..yeah. Kids were watching. Office men were watching (a  whole group of them I may add) and Malay makcik with tudung too (obsessi Edward??). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wasn't much fighting scenes as well...just a few, between the werewolves, the Cullens and the new vampires, but it was like so meh....the Cullens won, doh. And Bella and Edward are getting married, thats allll. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oops I spoiled the movie for you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-591084347613709388?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/591084347613709388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2010/07/twighteclipse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/591084347613709388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/591084347613709388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2010/07/twighteclipse.html' title='Twight:Eclipse'/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TDXo5eIf7GI/AAAAAAAAA58/68jZzG8oq_k/s72-c/twilight_eclipse_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-4059414372789315485</id><published>2010-07-08T07:54:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T23:09:10.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Spain!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TDUU74cQZoI/AAAAAAAAA5s/8qtL8wOl_hQ/s400/Spain%2Bv%2BTurkey%2BFIFA2010%2BWorld%2BCup%2BQualifier%2B-8AtJjwWCLUl.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 275px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491318339643926146" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Woohoo Spain has found its way into the Finals against Netherlands :) My predictions and hopes: SPAIN!!!! Well, they beat Germany, the super strong team, even Netherlands isn't as strong as Germany and Spain's defense is awesome possum. Spain's a pain! Get it? Get it? :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TDUU8K7XL5I/AAAAAAAAA50/6pNWMHSxync/s400/octupus_picks_spain.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 293px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491318344606232466" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ps: They were people blaming &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Paul_the_Octopus"&gt;Paul the Octopus&lt;/a&gt; for causing Germany's defeat. WTF its only a hungry octopus. SORE LOSERS!!!!!! Suck then suck lah hahahahaha :D No octopus or prawn or squid or jellyfish or rainbowfish or dory or tuna or dolphin is going to prove anything :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh, and go Uruguay too! For 3rd place :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-4059414372789315485?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/4059414372789315485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2010/07/go-spain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/4059414372789315485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/4059414372789315485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2010/07/go-spain.html' title='Go Spain!'/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TDUU74cQZoI/AAAAAAAAA5s/8qtL8wOl_hQ/s72-c/Spain%2Bv%2BTurkey%2BFIFA2010%2BWorld%2BCup%2BQualifier%2B-8AtJjwWCLUl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-2566924412784628899</id><published>2010-07-07T22:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T22:57:12.731+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Filler'/><title type='text'>whythefuck.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I had the best time cleaning my old laptop's keyboard, using a toothpick to drag along the lines and get a clump of dust and hair at one end. I sat down and did it for like an hour and it felt so addictive! Digging under each key to unravel mini dust bunnies, feeling the dust gather as I ran the toothpick along the keys. WHY THE FUCK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-2566924412784628899?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/2566924412784628899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2010/07/whythefuck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/2566924412784628899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/2566924412784628899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2010/07/whythefuck.html' title='whythefuck.'/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-5968479063989691893</id><published>2010-07-06T17:06:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T07:38:45.231+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uni'/><title type='text'>The 3rd year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TDSYaGAP1fI/AAAAAAAAA5k/GjGG-dxCBAs/s1600/06072010192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TDSYaGAP1fI/AAAAAAAAA5k/GjGG-dxCBAs/s400/06072010192.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491181419727148530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's really difficult to believe that a year has passed, quite quickly indeed. Felt like only yesterday that we were in LCS and at our results ceremony, having finished our diploma after 2 years. Looking back at my older blog, I noticed I never quite talked about being the top student. Maybe I felt it was all too surreal or something :) Looking at the miniature version of the trophy I have collecting dust on my cupboard, can't help but relive the nostalgia. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This time around, there's no results ceremony for us. Perhaps because the course structure has changed somewhat and they feel that a ceremony isn't necessary, probably in tandem with the importance of the exam, which has substantially dropped. All we know now is that we've passed, but we'll know next week what exactly we got, hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, the year that was. Hmm hmm. It passed by without much, excitement I'd say. We spent our first but technically 7th term at LCS, which is now no more. There's so much to miss, the mak cik currypuff, the snack shop, the quirky food lol :) and it wasn't all too dramatic I guess. Then we had training, for about 8 weeks. Then we returned to the new campus for terms 5 and 6. I think as a group we got closer, finally after like a year, the cold war ended :x Quite relieved actually and happy lah :) and it allowed for a lot more to happen, outings etc. The same ol problems never quite went away I guess, people were still their usual selves, we were just a bit more tolerant of it I guess. Bitching was of the norm, like any other institutional politics. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We also made newer friends, with the original group of students. However, it all felt very artificial and plastic, can't help but feel that they detest us for "trudging" into their territory. BUT TOO BAD that's the system. Doesn't really help that we're a bit more experienced as well...so it brings out the kiasu-ness in all of us, and thus the friendship feels a bit, odd. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So yeah I guess that's the highlight of my 3rd year of degree, a cold war ended -.-;; at the brand new campus. I'll add as I go, if I remember anything. Or else, it remains like this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-5968479063989691893?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/5968479063989691893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2010/07/3rd-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/5968479063989691893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/5968479063989691893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2010/07/3rd-year.html' title='The 3rd year'/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TDSYaGAP1fI/AAAAAAAAA5k/GjGG-dxCBAs/s72-c/06072010192.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-9080967976062419594</id><published>2010-07-06T10:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T17:06:03.869+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malaysia truly crappy.'/><title type='text'>Irony of ironies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TDKrOtT8yxI/AAAAAAAAA40/a6DNSMTTQG8/s1600/Untitled.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 142px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TDKrOtT8yxI/AAAAAAAAA40/a6DNSMTTQG8/s400/Untitled.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490639164887845650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nst.com.my/nst/articles/02rem/Article/"&gt;RM20,000 for slowest Mat Rempit&lt;/a&gt; vs &lt;a href="http://www.nst.com.my/nst/articles/8sera/Article/"&gt;Uplifting news for family living in chicken coop&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On one hand, you have the most undeserving of individuals (really, I don't even think they deserve a second look) and on the other, a family living under a chicken coop. I don't know what the circumstances are that led to the very pathetic dwelling, perhaps they were mat rempits themselves but I feel the RM20000 is better off given to them instead of the menacing mat rempits. I mean seriously, what are these people thinking???? Why in heavens would you reward these people, people I'd categorize as Sampah Masyarakat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Don't you agree??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-9080967976062419594?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/9080967976062419594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2010/07/rm20000-for-slowest-mat-rempit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/9080967976062419594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/9080967976062419594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2010/07/rm20000-for-slowest-mat-rempit.html' title='Irony of ironies'/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-VA5c9MEWQ/TDKrOtT8yxI/AAAAAAAAA40/a6DNSMTTQG8/s72-c/Untitled.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-8953158782564406555</id><published>2010-07-04T09:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T17:06:21.523+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Filler'/><title type='text'>Return to the blogosphere</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am guilty of abandoning my blog for many many years. I have returned and I like my template a lot. Little yellow chicks are so me. :) Please have a go at my disclaimer before you start reading and liking my blog. Hehehe. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4304463916108486742-8953158782564406555?l=julnoel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/feeds/8953158782564406555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2010/07/return-to-blogosphere.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/8953158782564406555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4304463916108486742/posts/default/8953158782564406555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julnoel.blogspot.com/2010/07/return-to-blogosphere.html' title='Return to the blogosphere'/><author><name>JuliaN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4304463916108486742.post-7559510331849852130</id><published>2010-01-07T10:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T23:08:54.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disclaimer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  color: rgb(124, 124, 124); line-height: 17px; font-family:Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. 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I reserve the right to evolve my knowledge, thoughts and viewpoints over time and to change time without assigning any reason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My blog includes links to other sites/blogs operated by third parties. These are operated as a means of convenient access to you to the information/opinion contained therein. I am in no way responsible for the content of any other sites or any products or services that may be offered through other sites.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last but not least, if you are hypersensitive and have somehow had a very bad childhood or an absence of one and always feel that the world is against you, please leave. 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