<?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-37457552</id><updated>2011-04-22T00:49:06.824+04:00</updated><category term='Medical related n&apos; health'/><category term='totally out of the world topic'/><category term='random thoughts'/><category term='beautiful'/><category term='Celebrations'/><category term='Misc'/><category term='random post'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='shared feelings'/><category term='Daily life'/><category term='weird stuff'/><category term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>~*"*~*"*~ SwEeT SuGaR HoNey BuNnY PrInCeSs DiArY ~*"*~*"*~</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>littlepolaris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13201412427311976874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/31/30/3010313/22300779444905l.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37457552.post-2981778980010010498</id><published>2007-05-01T16:31:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T16:39:32.011+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sayonara</title><content type='html'>Dear people,&lt;br /&gt;I no longer blog here. It's time for me to move on, to be more serious in blogging. Yvonne encouraged me, she helped me. I gonna blog about my dreams and my ambitions. I hope you will continue to visit my new site at &lt;a href="http://www.yuinyin.com"&gt;www.yuinyin.com&lt;/a&gt; . I want to earn some money through blogging in order to sponsor children in China. Though i might not be rich and influential, but every little thing that i do, as long as i put efforts in it, i might somehow help out these poor children. When there's life, there's hope. I will not give up things that i've always wanted to do, no matter what others think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37457552-2981778980010010498?l=aestheticyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/feeds/2981778980010010498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37457552&amp;postID=2981778980010010498' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/2981778980010010498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/2981778980010010498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/2007/05/sayonara.html' title='Sayonara'/><author><name>littlepolaris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13201412427311976874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/31/30/3010313/22300779444905l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37457552.post-332228267021338281</id><published>2007-04-11T21:30:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T21:37:16.253+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily life'/><title type='text'>=D</title><content type='html'>AAAaaahhh~ so lazy to update post la.&lt;br /&gt;9dragons got new asura server. I started new character there xxMisakixx, maybe gonna take up the role of bluedragon or maybe redphoenix, depends...&lt;br /&gt;And also need to sit for exam soon. 3 more papers... and so many drugs n their dosage to memorise *_*.&lt;br /&gt;54 days goin home, yay!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, i love paeds a lot!~ Guess i was born for this reason, to save children. When i free a bit will tell u some interesting stories about it la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly question of the day,&lt;br /&gt;When do u start to count a child's age?&lt;br /&gt;a) from the day of fertilisation&lt;br /&gt;b) from the time the child is born&lt;br /&gt;c) from the day the embryo implants on the uterine wall&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37457552-332228267021338281?l=aestheticyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/feeds/332228267021338281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37457552&amp;postID=332228267021338281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/332228267021338281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/332228267021338281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/2007/04/d.html' title='=D'/><author><name>littlepolaris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13201412427311976874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/31/30/3010313/22300779444905l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37457552.post-3080418389568925174</id><published>2007-04-09T15:42:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T16:19:04.525+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily life'/><title type='text'>hApPeY Belated EAsTer Day~</title><content type='html'>Wah, another week passed~ WWEeeeEEEe!!!~ 56 days to touch down in KLIA... hola~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how's everyone's easter day? And how about mine? FUN~ ekeke&lt;br /&gt;*sinister laugh&lt;br /&gt;Cos u know why? Fei ching's cakes are disaster to WCCI easter "coffeehouse" yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;YAy~ and i'm so smart for selling off my tickets earlier hohoho... so i have no complains, cos i din spend a single cent for nothing.. and i baked my own cake, happily eating away myself lolz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the review from yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;chewy : the cakes wet wet n moist moist, when i swallow, it got stuck halfway in my throat la.&lt;br /&gt;benben: wat is this? they call it choco banana cake? more like chemical rock.&lt;br /&gt;seng: take a bite, then throw all away.&lt;br /&gt;susu: take a bite.... then he cut into small pieces n try to stuff into the mouth of the ppl nearby =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still got a lot more complains la... but in conclusion, the cakes are wet, supersweet, underbaked.&lt;br /&gt;*Bravo *clap, clap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: I dun hate the church n the teams who worked hard for the success, but seriously they find the wrong person to bake! Caryn, the hostel 1 twins, Puspa so many more excellent bakers... why no one invited them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ish, really snowing in spring. what kind of weather is this man? It's so windy dat it almost blow me off to Hawaii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile today is the 1st day of Paediatrics cycle. Not sure issit good or bad thing, cos the Paeds Prof chao lou due to bribery n the commissioner from  moscow wan to catch her i think... so we're lack of teacher. And our teacher say probably we gonna stay in the other children hospital for the rest of the week. The good thing is, Paeds Prof can't pick on us, try to find our weakness and make her bribe her with D&amp;G hp with golden case (relli la, she owns one now). The bad thing is..... our teacher is very boring, n she likes to talk irrelevant stuff A LOT. Sharon n Bobby fall asleep in class just now... imagine doin this for 2 weeks.... sien~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh not forget to mention, the hospital have an underground floor which resembles some torturing dungeon (u know like dat one in the movie "Hostel"). It makes ur imagination run wild u know such as  Ju-On crawling on  the ceiling chasing after us, or dragging somebody in there n chop her into 18 pieces... *huahahah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37457552-3080418389568925174?l=aestheticyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/feeds/3080418389568925174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37457552&amp;postID=3080418389568925174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/3080418389568925174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/3080418389568925174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/2007/04/happey-belated-easter-day_09.html' title='hApPeY Belated EAsTer Day~'/><author><name>littlepolaris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13201412427311976874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/31/30/3010313/22300779444905l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37457552.post-5079335520257845015</id><published>2007-04-04T22:46:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T00:38:20.717+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>BBQ 1st April 2007</title><content type='html'>HAPPY-NESS is not about where you are, what expensive food you eat or how you dress. The more important is about whom you’re with. I had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the most FUN BBQ we ever had so long after in Russia. Despite the 1 hr walk, 30 mins wait at bus stop, 1 hr late from the original plan, being honked by brainless Russians countless time when we walked to the riverside. And also hor... Lucas left the chicken wings in the fridge and Edmond forgotten our honey for the BBQ.... aish... but later we made Lucas &amp; Jason run to grossmart to get us new ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049651594475112098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/RhP3XvgshqI/AAAAAAAAAIA/djKnrS4C2Pg/s320/aP4010128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temperature = warm&lt;br /&gt;Mood = 100% positive&lt;br /&gt;Weather = not too cold, not too hot&lt;br /&gt;The view = very beautiful, super aesthetic… unnecessary “trash” not detected&lt;br /&gt;Attendance = OFFICIAL group 5 members which is 9 of them in total all present&lt;br /&gt;Comments = extremely positive, no bitching, no complaining, peaceful =D. Lucas say we break record for that hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hooi lian made us all do cheerleading stunts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049651598770079410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/RhP3X_gshrI/AAAAAAAAAII/2Mfs_BxuKfE/s320/aP4010048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Triangle.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049651598770079426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/RhP3X_gshsI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/ntvOo-PIbEk/s320/aP4010055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;More, more and more!!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049651603065046738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/RhP3YPgshtI/AAAAAAAAAIY/NfzWvoNVy6M/s320/aP4010094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Higher and higher we go!~ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(*Notice my shirt? ^^ GO HEART4HOPE! SUPPORT NF PATIENTS!~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;More crazy things dat we do...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049662946073675618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/RhQBsfgsh2I/AAAAAAAAAJg/iYirS2yWurw/s320/aIMG_0161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;eh 69 pose? dun do like dat la, still daytime la~&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049660214474475234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/RhP_NfgshuI/AAAAAAAAAIg/eZG7E6yXjD8/s320/aIMG_0162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooo, is like this wan.... so keng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049660223064409842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/RhP_N_gshvI/AAAAAAAAAIo/h-k6w8QVAKE/s320/aIMG_0163.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weee~ tambah lagi satu ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049660223064409858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/RhP_N_gshwI/AAAAAAAAAIw/ituaxPKOaQc/s320/aIMG_0167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Look-i-can-jump-so-high" effect =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049660231654344482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/RhP_OfgshyI/AAAAAAAAAJA/z71QxXdHmRA/s320/aIMG_0195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is suppose to be advertisement for Nike, but somehow... dunno why bcom liddat ahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049662937483740978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/RhQBr_gshzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/VDyADuvtzts/s320/aIMG_0199.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Arbuque~ &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049662941778708290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/RhQBsPgsh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/a8hCpzxEBMs/s320/aIMG_0203.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And the winner is bobby!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049662941778708306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/RhQBsPgsh1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/_rydM9vLv2U/s320/aIMG_0204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Can't help it but to put this pic here. We're in the mid of enjoying the peaceful, quiet environment and suddenly out from nowhere came two 4WD with these russian zhar poh. They started to blast music really loud... n really la.. their taste for music sux big time... oi some ppl teach la those russians wat are good music. To me, eheh i think they are a bunch of bored richman's mistress waiting to get laid since their hubby can't be with them all the time =P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049660227359377170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/RhP_OPgshxI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Qlcf8C9H-Pc/s320/aIMG_0172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If everyday stays like this. If shitty is not there, if I dun have to face those hypocrites in hostel, if I could joke all I want without worrying that anyone will turn it into some serious issue… I would definitely be happier. Bcos, the moment when i step into my room, somehow my mood turn sour again even though, few minutes ago, i was indeed very very very happy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37457552-5079335520257845015?l=aestheticyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/feeds/5079335520257845015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37457552&amp;postID=5079335520257845015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/5079335520257845015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/5079335520257845015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/2007/04/bbq-1st-april-2007.html' title='BBQ 1st April 2007'/><author><name>littlepolaris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13201412427311976874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/31/30/3010313/22300779444905l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/RhP3XvgshqI/AAAAAAAAAIA/djKnrS4C2Pg/s72-c/aP4010128.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37457552.post-352703554999030543</id><published>2007-03-28T16:43:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T16:46:35.956+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random post'/><title type='text'>Just something that happen to fall from the sky</title><content type='html'>Oh my…. The weather here is really unpredictable. Yesterday when I wore short skirt… it was super windy and cold. Today I wear jeans… it’s blardy hot. What kind of season is this man? I hate spring the most… soon u’ll see pollens flying around clogging everyone’s nostril. And therapy department will be very busy dealing with patients with allergic reaction. Pls, pls… let me get a patient with bronchial asthma this time so that it’s easier for me to write my case history and score for exam!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s the sign of aging when u realized:&lt;br /&gt;-         one day when u wake up, u notice there are wrinkles on ur face (there’s this line under the angle of right eye dat won’t go away leh, maybe it’s complication due allergic dermatitis or just simply physiological process - AGING? eeeeEEEeeekkkkkk No!!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;-         u feel tired easily… no matter how many hours u sleep also will still be not enough! (damn, I slept more than 10 hours leh… why do I still feel so sleepy… *yawn)&lt;br /&gt;-         u don’t look so cute anymore when wearing cute clothes…. (why ah? Time to move on to old-fashion ah mu look issit? ….. Zara, Nafnaf, Dorothy Perkins, Mexx?... but I love Jennyfer leh!)&lt;br /&gt;-         u’ll have dyspnea after running on treadmills for 1 mins&lt;br /&gt;-         Forgetfulness. The incidence of misplaced stuffs increased. The amount of ppl’s names dat u had forgotten also increased.&lt;br /&gt;-         Suddenly everyone dat u know are either married, pregnant, or have already bcom a parent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I carried out an observational study and realize there are some differences between a normal guy and a gei(gay) guy:&lt;br /&gt;1) Gei guy join Yahoo! gay sex group&lt;br /&gt;2) Gei guy actually envies girls, women, females. (opposite sex la)&lt;br /&gt;3) Gei guy likes to challenge girls when comes to cooking &amp; baking&lt;br /&gt;4) Gei guy likes to steal ideas/plans from girls&lt;br /&gt;5) Gei guy very “small gas” (siew hei)… dun believe me? Try kutuk him n see&lt;br /&gt;6) Gei guy very very very vain la~&lt;br /&gt;7) Gei guy very 38, like to eavesdropping, like to backstab and spread false rumours.&lt;br /&gt;8) Gei guy very hypocrite&lt;br /&gt;9) Gei guy very kiasu… he refuses to lose to girls (only)&lt;br /&gt;10) Gei guy thinks he’s very popular and always dreams to be the prom Queen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37457552-352703554999030543?l=aestheticyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/feeds/352703554999030543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37457552&amp;postID=352703554999030543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/352703554999030543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/352703554999030543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/2007/03/just-something-that-happen-to-fall-from.html' title='Just something that happen to fall from the sky'/><author><name>littlepolaris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13201412427311976874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/31/30/3010313/22300779444905l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37457552.post-4326513366536488608</id><published>2007-03-20T16:45:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T17:27:23.136+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily life'/><title type='text'>My little wish.</title><content type='html'>The weather is getting better these days. Mr. Sun is out and shining, the day is bright and a bit windy. Spring is here. Animals are mating everywhere, probably human too (since we have lots of sluts &amp; playboy here). There’s a junior from Miri who buys condom like buying rice. We can assume that he have screwed all the Russian girls in our uni. Pregnant cockroaches are moving around in the kitchen, in the toilet…. And saw one in the room yesterday!!!... Aaaaahhhh!! Must hunt it down b4 it laid the eggs somewhere n then few days later, u’ll see tons of baby roaches running around the room. Yeeeerrr gelik la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, sex is not wat I wanted to say today.&lt;br /&gt;So today, I brought hooi lian to my secret hang out place. It’s a cottage style mini café hidden somewhere in Kursk. They serve only coffees, teas, cakes, ice-creams… yea practically drinks n desserts la. Yummy… u know how much I love sweeeeeeettttt stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044011517039679026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/Rf_twBwhFjI/AAAAAAAAAHs/nn7rRO6Byh4/s320/Photo-0845.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044011512744711714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/Rf_tvxwhFiI/AAAAAAAAAHk/pafq9lY7rRI/s320/Photo-0851.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Have u ever tried arabica coffee with ice-cream? Tastes sooo gooood~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this place a lot. It’s some sort of my will-never-come-true kinda dream. Sometimes, I thought of giving up medic, runaway and open a little café somewhere in Europe. Just me and my little café, serving coffee and cakes that I bake. Everyday I’ll just enjoy the time spending with people, watching people grew and changed throughout times. I would be contented and very happy with such simple life. But in the end, always, always, couldn’t let go of medic bcos of my family’s pride &amp; my desire to prevent my loved ones from pain and suffering. I wish that one day, he will help me realized my little dream. And also bring orphans to my café and give them free cakes once every month at least =). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044011517039679042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/Rf_twBwhFkI/AAAAAAAAAH0/AQTBM1CZFSo/s320/Photo-0849.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37457552-4326513366536488608?l=aestheticyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/feeds/4326513366536488608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37457552&amp;postID=4326513366536488608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/4326513366536488608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/4326513366536488608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-little-wish.html' title='My little wish.'/><author><name>littlepolaris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13201412427311976874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/31/30/3010313/22300779444905l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/Rf_twBwhFjI/AAAAAAAAAHs/nn7rRO6Byh4/s72-c/Photo-0845.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37457552.post-2953957376178331129</id><published>2007-03-18T23:39:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T23:47:57.627+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc'/><title type='text'>Pereriv time~</title><content type='html'>Wah still got 10 more weeks to go home lor~&lt;br /&gt;And i still have 4 more exams to settle in this 10 weeks. So blogging will be either slow or temporarily paused until summer holiday. Wanna do some changes here. Waiting for kennie to come bek to help me do my template. Meanwhile i gotta lose more weights so dat i looked nice in pictures this summer. Bikini, dresses, gowns, etc... i'm coming!!~~~~ &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043368419749558946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/Rf2k21qYeqI/AAAAAAAAAHc/fRBI0qFx5Kc/s320/mediolateral.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why this picture geh? u ask me? dunno la... irrelevant to the post. I think i study obs until sot sot jor. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37457552-2953957376178331129?l=aestheticyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/feeds/2953957376178331129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37457552&amp;postID=2953957376178331129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/2953957376178331129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/2953957376178331129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/2007/03/pereriv-time.html' title='Pereriv time~'/><author><name>littlepolaris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13201412427311976874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/31/30/3010313/22300779444905l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/Rf2k21qYeqI/AAAAAAAAAHc/fRBI0qFx5Kc/s72-c/mediolateral.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37457552.post-2784489532834503427</id><published>2007-03-15T21:45:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T23:36:50.049+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='totally out of the world topic'/><title type='text'>Bilibala, huluhuala~</title><content type='html'>Lately i have short term amnesia. I tend to forget things dat i wanted to blog. So once i remember something during shower, sleep, bangsai etc... i'll write it down n save it as draft first. Hence now i present u the collection of many days post =P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, after a long discussion and a lot of complaining, we finally came to this: drive edmond back to hostel to cook us a yummy lunch. Cos stomatology class was super boring n make us sleepy mah~ So ended up, me n mariam happily napping while poor ed cook lunch for us ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Guys dun jeles jeles out there lol. Lunch tasted really good! Thanks edmond~ I will la cook for u guys later.... wait la until when i'm not so lazy... XD ahah. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043364051767818882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/Rf2g4lqYeoI/AAAAAAAAAHM/TfNPp2ipe8E/s320/Photo-0844.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Lookin' good leh... Well done, Ed! Can compete with italian cafe down the street liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa~ miracle! Few days ago, i had allergic dermatitis, and my teacher put me on strict diet. I had to feed on yogurt for a week. My skin was so dry that it feels pain. There are rashes as well. My face is very red and swollen. Can’t even open my mouth properly! Bcos the skin overstretch. Neighbour n roomie who saw me also say I looked like chu tao beng! After taking antihistamine n under strict diet, finally recovered without any complication. Wahlau for dat few days, I’m always half-asleep due to the sedative effect of antihistamine. I took 5 hours nap in the afternoon leh and had sweet dreams about me shopping happily non-stop with Mel in Malaysia. Feel so happy trying clothes in Zara dat i refuse to wake up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043364047472851570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/Rf2g4VqYenI/AAAAAAAAAHE/nhB50yTHIVw/s320/Photo-0852.jpg" border="0" /&gt;So after a few days (now).... I still look dat cute rite? =P wakakakaka~ *Perasan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On saturday nite, usually ppl go clubbing in m'sia. But in russia, saturday nite means 3 girls + 2 guys + ice-cream with m&amp;m's n hershey choc toppings watching ancient chinese porn movie in room 901. Dun ask, i dunno why. I asked them to watch japanese series, but qijie insisted to watch the porn bcos he borrowed it from hamsap king shungie.... i guess he gave him deadline when to return eh. But it's only soft porn la and it's a really really stupid n funny porn. One big question is... why her boobs doesn't move when kena grasp wan? and it stood up high like a dome.... see also know it's fake boobs la. Subcutaneous tissue suppose to be loose structure u know and movable. Medic students need to get a life man!!! Luckily dat boy with icteric brain (chu ann) not there... or else... couldn't imagine what more yellow stuff will he make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAaaaaahhhh! so pokai this week. Overspend. +_- Firstly, bought 3 bottles of perfume. Then bought another pair of pink boots. Then a week before, bought 2 new ponchos. Seriously... can't help it! I just love shopping.... and then now gotta starve for a week... hehehe. But the boots are so cccuuuuuttttteeeeee!!!!!! Kenot tahan lar! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043364047472851554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/Rf2g4VqYemI/AAAAAAAAAG8/ZlY_xJCklN8/s320/Photo-0858a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Nice leh, ah Jane say very worth it la for 680 roubles... good investment she says.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my jennyfer camouflage jacket a lot. Even chu ann think it's sexy. Until one fine tuesday.... i ran into this miri bitch wearing a camouflage pants...... jatuh stim. Feel like burning my camouflage jacket liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When ur archenemy aka ur oh-so-hated person's item fall into ur hand, what is the best thing u can do?&lt;br /&gt;1) Step, kick, jump on it&lt;br /&gt;Next,&lt;br /&gt;2) sit and fart on it... if possible pass around to let a lot a lot of ppl to sit n fart on it!!!&lt;br /&gt;3) use it as alas meja... then drop some curry, tea, coffee n watsoever on it.&lt;br /&gt;4) return back the item to a friend of a friend of a friend aka the hypocrite so dat dat hypocrite would pass back the item to the owner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, have fun and enjoy what u did!&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i know i'm wicked... so wud? i do no harm / dun have intention to kill also. And i enjoy imagining things like this... ways to torture ppl u strongly dislike... imagination is not illegal by law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********************************************************************&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37457552-2784489532834503427?l=aestheticyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/feeds/2784489532834503427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37457552&amp;postID=2784489532834503427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/2784489532834503427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/2784489532834503427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/2007/03/bilibala-huluhuala.html' title='Bilibala, huluhuala~'/><author><name>littlepolaris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13201412427311976874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/31/30/3010313/22300779444905l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/Rf2g4lqYeoI/AAAAAAAAAHM/TfNPp2ipe8E/s72-c/Photo-0844.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37457552.post-2280364401356135888</id><published>2007-03-09T14:02:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T14:42:47.164+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beautiful'/><title type='text'>3gatsu9ka - remioromen</title><content type='html'>Nagareru kisetsu no mannaka de&lt;br /&gt;Futo hi no nagasa wo kanji masu&lt;br /&gt;Sewashiku sugiru hibi no naka ni&lt;br /&gt;Watashi to anata de yume wo egaku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;San gatsu no kaze ni omoi wo nosete&lt;br /&gt;Sakura no tsubomi wa haru he to tsuduki masu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afuredasu hikari no tsubu ga&lt;br /&gt;Sukoshizutsu asa wo atatame masu&lt;br /&gt;Ookinaa kubi wo shita ato ni&lt;br /&gt;Sukoshi tereteru anata no yoko de&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arata na sekai no iriguchi ni tachi&lt;br /&gt;Kiduita koto wa hitori ja naitte koto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Hitomi wo tojireba anata ga&lt;br /&gt;Mabuta no ura ni iru koto de&lt;br /&gt;Dore hodo tsuyoku nareta deshou&lt;br /&gt;Anata ni totte watashi mo sou de aritai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suna bokori hakobu tsumuji kaze&lt;br /&gt;Sentaku mono ni karamari masu ga&lt;br /&gt;Hirumae no sora no shiroi tsuki wa&lt;br /&gt;Nan daka kirei de mitore mai shida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umaku wa ikanu koto mo arukeredo&lt;br /&gt;Ten wo aogeba sore sae chiisa kute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aoi sora wa rinto sunde&lt;br /&gt;Hisu ji kumo wa shizuka ni yureru&lt;br /&gt;Hanasaku wo matsu yorokobi wo&lt;br /&gt;Waka chiaeru no de areba sore wa shiawase&lt;br /&gt;Kono saki mo tonari de sotto hohoen de&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Repeat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of this drifting season&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly feel the length of the days&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of these quickly-passing days&lt;br /&gt;You and I dream away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my feelings on the March wind&lt;br /&gt;The cherry blossom buds continue on into spring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The overflowing drops of light&lt;br /&gt;One by one warm the morning&lt;br /&gt;Beside you, I’m a little embarrassed&lt;br /&gt;After a huge yawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m standing at the door to a new world&lt;br /&gt;What I’ve realized is that I’m not alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;You’re behind my eyelids&lt;br /&gt;How strong has that made me?&lt;br /&gt;I hope I’m the same for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dusty whirlwind&lt;br /&gt;Tangled up the laundry, but&lt;br /&gt;The white moon in the morning sky&lt;br /&gt;Was so beautiful, I couldn’t look away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are things that don’t go the way I planned&lt;br /&gt;But if I look up to the sky, even they seem small&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blue sky is cold and clear&lt;br /&gt;The fluffy clouds float by quietly&lt;br /&gt;If I can share with you the joy&lt;br /&gt;Of waiting for the flowers to bloom, I’ll be happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From now on, I want you to be quietly smiling beside me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;You’re behind my eyelids&lt;br /&gt;How strong has that made me?&lt;br /&gt;I hope I’m the same for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039888045298442514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/RfFHeYfAYRI/AAAAAAAAAF8/J_rjd8uJND0/s320/1_litre_of_tears-aya.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37457552-2280364401356135888?l=aestheticyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/feeds/2280364401356135888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37457552&amp;postID=2280364401356135888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/2280364401356135888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/2280364401356135888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/2007/03/3gatsu9ka-remioromen.html' title='3gatsu9ka - remioromen'/><author><name>littlepolaris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13201412427311976874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/31/30/3010313/22300779444905l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/RfFHeYfAYRI/AAAAAAAAAF8/J_rjd8uJND0/s72-c/1_litre_of_tears-aya.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37457552.post-761242611581372176</id><published>2007-03-09T00:59:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T01:55:44.540+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird stuff'/><title type='text'>wOmAn Day's SpEcIaL~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/RfCM6qUV0eI/AAAAAAAAAFM/80IWZpnX5f4/s1600-h/Photo-0753.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039682922447491554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/RfCM6qUV0eI/AAAAAAAAAFM/80IWZpnX5f4/s320/Photo-0753.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Hao's secret.&lt;br /&gt;We found this Doraemon-backside-look-alike blue bear in Hao's room. Even the tail is red! We thought it was a doraemon afterall due to the typical blue body &amp; red tail, when we flip it... eeehhh???? a bear la!!! Huahaha... din expect a cool guy like him keeps a bear in the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: Dun tell him i posted his bear here... or else he'll kill me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/RfCM6qUV0fI/AAAAAAAAAFU/OHiaKMxYGUs/s1600-h/Photo-0778.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039682922447491570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/RfCM6qUV0fI/AAAAAAAAAFU/OHiaKMxYGUs/s320/Photo-0778.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEHOLD!&lt;br /&gt;This is an advertisement produced by 909 media production sdn. bhd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tummy. Butts. Thigh. zap zap zap.....&lt;br /&gt;Gets firmer butt, needless to say even the part so-called the breast will gets bigger. Need proof? Go touch yipei's chest.&lt;br /&gt;Guarantee ur waist will be smaller after 1 month, see effect on Peishin's waist and chu ann's V-shaped body.&lt;br /&gt;Problem with fat thighs? Dun worry, with uZap, u'll get 100% sexy legs like Mel's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37457552-761242611581372176?l=aestheticyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/feeds/761242611581372176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37457552&amp;postID=761242611581372176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/761242611581372176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/761242611581372176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/2007/03/woman-days-special.html' title='wOmAn Day&apos;s SpEcIaL~'/><author><name>littlepolaris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13201412427311976874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/31/30/3010313/22300779444905l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/RfCM6qUV0eI/AAAAAAAAAFM/80IWZpnX5f4/s72-c/Photo-0753.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37457552.post-9013920384922675314</id><published>2007-03-08T00:41:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T01:09:52.537+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shared feelings'/><title type='text'>A friend came by....</title><content type='html'>A true friend will sneak into ur room silently and give u a surprise.&lt;br /&gt;A true friend will wishes u any occasion that came by.&lt;br /&gt;A true friend will always remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039306765763632242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/Re82zdeQXHI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Mv4_oQBlmjM/s320/Photo-0781.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039306757173697634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/Re82y9eQXGI/AAAAAAAAAEc/FSMWWg7eF7U/s320/Photo-0784.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my surprise. How bout u?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Having a true friend is enough. Better than having a lot of hypocrites that pretend to be a "friend" around u.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy Woman's Day!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Am glad that i'm not forgotten. Thanks, Mariam!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37457552-9013920384922675314?l=aestheticyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/feeds/9013920384922675314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37457552&amp;postID=9013920384922675314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/9013920384922675314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/9013920384922675314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/2007/03/friend-came-by.html' title='A friend came by....'/><author><name>littlepolaris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13201412427311976874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/31/30/3010313/22300779444905l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/Re82zdeQXHI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Mv4_oQBlmjM/s72-c/Photo-0781.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37457552.post-9020002201960549207</id><published>2007-03-06T13:07:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T13:28:48.601+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='totally out of the world topic'/><title type='text'>I lost weight? ^^</title><content type='html'>Hum.. tum.. tum.. tum...&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i was at 1st floor waiting for dat fat ah mu to open shop cos no cold water supply again! Yes, again. It happen few times a year. Sometimes no hot water. Sometimes no cold water. Ppl living in UK and Australia never had such problems. Russian piping system are really the most worst in the world. Drink russian water for 5 years, you'll get kidney stones like one of our poor srilankan fren... he's still in hospital now due to acute renal failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, Anna walked in happily. She went to the lift at first and then suddenly turn to my direction. She told me i lost weight again! ^^ *shocked.... actually is syiok lolz&lt;br /&gt;Yayay! my uZap is working ahaha....&lt;br /&gt;or maybe not.... hmmm i dun remember when was the last time i had my breakfast and lunch.&lt;br /&gt;I think it was few days ago? few weeks ago? hmmph! I think I have been skipping breakfast and lunch for quite some period of time liao eh. ^-^&lt;br /&gt;No wonder lost some weight la.... cos gluconeogenesis. Aih...&lt;br /&gt;Why la those lazy teacher must pretend to be so "hardworking"... early early make us wake up go for class at 9am... and then the hospital so damn faraway.... then make us sit there like idiot staring at 4 walls. So sleepy la.... and hungry too~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then hor if this summer go redang can wear bikini liao ekekeke....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37457552-9020002201960549207?l=aestheticyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/feeds/9020002201960549207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37457552&amp;postID=9020002201960549207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/9020002201960549207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/9020002201960549207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/2007/03/hum.html' title='I lost weight? ^^'/><author><name>littlepolaris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13201412427311976874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/31/30/3010313/22300779444905l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37457552.post-440651749132560702</id><published>2007-03-05T21:49:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T21:56:09.383+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird stuff'/><title type='text'>tarakan o.0</title><content type='html'>Yeeeeerrrrr.....!!!! I hate cockcroaches!!!&lt;br /&gt;Why issit Russia got so many tiny little cockcroaches wan???&lt;br /&gt;They are everywhere, in the bathroom, in the kitchen, on the ceiling even!!!! Gelik lar~~~~&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAaaaaaahhhhh... cockcroaches are invading hostel 5, 9th floor!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eeeekkkk damn irritating lar~&lt;br /&gt;aiyo my leg so tired liao bcos trying to step on those cockcroaches for 10 mins liao.&lt;br /&gt;*rest for a while first&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37457552-440651749132560702?l=aestheticyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/feeds/440651749132560702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37457552&amp;postID=440651749132560702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/440651749132560702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/440651749132560702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/2007/03/tarakan-o0.html' title='tarakan o.0'/><author><name>littlepolaris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13201412427311976874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/31/30/3010313/22300779444905l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37457552.post-4907030800092718528</id><published>2007-03-03T17:40:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T18:01:28.598+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>There she goes again....</title><content type='html'>AM TIRED OF THIS STUPID PLACE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Galina diagnose me with lymphadenitis, she explained to me i need antibiotic and surgery BUT she did not prescribe me any antibiotic and send me off to surgery department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well, thought i was lucky having surgery cycle at that time BUT unfortunately i have this short, petite teacher who couldn't speak english at all and forced us to do free labor - help her fold bandages for 1 hour =.='. And then when i consult her.... her respond was "oh, da inflammation, da.... tomolo u come again i ask professor to check on u" (Da = yes in russian). And then the next day, went to Professor... he also ask me to come again tomolo. And then the next next day, i went.... and they finalized and told me to go to ENT department. Damn char tou... wasted 1 week there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so... i spend a day thinking wether to go ENT department in oblastnaya hospital or not cos it's so cold out there and the hospital is blardy far and the department is located on 9th floor.... if no lift then can die walking up leh. Yea... in the end i decided to go also, cos since raymond day ENT teacher is a good doctor. DAMN, got cheated. Went to ENT department, Konoplya ask me to go stomatology department. WTF????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IS THERE ANY so-called DOCTOR WOULD JUST TREAT ME PROPERLY AND WRITE ME A DIAGNOSIS? I so damn hate these fucking RUSSIANS!!! They just push me around here n there bcos they couldn't treat me. This is how russians handle things. They just push the responsibilities to other people when they couldn't solve something. The longer i stay here, the more i hate them. I wish God would send a tsunami, sweep off russia from the surface of earth. I think the world looked better without RUSSIANS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37457552-4907030800092718528?l=aestheticyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/feeds/4907030800092718528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37457552&amp;postID=4907030800092718528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/4907030800092718528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/4907030800092718528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/2007/03/there-she-goes-again.html' title='There she goes again....'/><author><name>littlepolaris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13201412427311976874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/31/30/3010313/22300779444905l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37457552.post-6420594555765901425</id><published>2007-02-28T00:07:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T13:02:24.537+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shared feelings'/><title type='text'>I'm cursed!!!~</title><content type='html'>Dammit, I AM STILL SICK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This must be some CNY aftereffect or maybe someone put a curse on me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oklar thank god no pharyngitis, no sore throat..... means probability to get rheumatic heart disease = 0%&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but my whole body feel weird weird de... like some fire burning inside. I feel hot! HOT! Help!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Headache, high body temperature, dryness, ulcer in the oral cavity! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soi! Ulcers on both side of the oral cavity, left and right. This make me have to chew really really slow bcos today i bit those spot 6 times already making the ulcer even bigger.... and i assume will take longer time to heal la liddat. Then this saturday "ma la huo guo" and sunday teppanyaki how leh? Aih..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to go home.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God pls pls pls pls pls get me out of here. I want to go home! I want to be home right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel very suffering being sick alone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And i cried this afternoon. It's so painful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am having physical and emotional breakdown now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want a hug....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036522291026934882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/ReVSVsv_PGI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Us9xuvAAISE/s320/nern.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37457552-6420594555765901425?l=aestheticyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/feeds/6420594555765901425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37457552&amp;postID=6420594555765901425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/6420594555765901425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/6420594555765901425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-cursed.html' title='I&apos;m cursed!!!~'/><author><name>littlepolaris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13201412427311976874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/31/30/3010313/22300779444905l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/ReVSVsv_PGI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Us9xuvAAISE/s72-c/nern.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37457552.post-8479053036227008889</id><published>2007-02-25T22:05:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T22:28:58.902+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>AAaaahhhh lengchai....</title><content type='html'>People say that look doesn't matter, what matters is the heart. What if that guy is very good looking but also very nice and gentleman at the same time? Isn't it unfair for those good looking ones if we were to say all handsome guys are heartless?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i am bad. But i realized i just couldn't resist the temptation looking at handsome guys with beautiful body. Especially if there's one sitting opposite me, i can't help looking at him non-stop. My attention is diverged. And i let my imagination gone wild. Heh, i would like to cling around his shoulder, smell his hair after bath, and enjoy looking at his every expression on his face. Who doesn't want to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Lee Hom kiss me on my cheek and tell me that i'm beautiful... ahah i think i will die due to hemorrhagic shock cos nosebleed non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If guys like to look at me boobs, why can't I look at handsome guys also? =P Must be fair ya know!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37457552-8479053036227008889?l=aestheticyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/feeds/8479053036227008889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37457552&amp;postID=8479053036227008889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/8479053036227008889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/8479053036227008889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/2007/02/aaaaahhhh-lengchai.html' title='AAaaahhhh lengchai....'/><author><name>littlepolaris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13201412427311976874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/31/30/3010313/22300779444905l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37457552.post-3136499891286191336</id><published>2007-02-22T16:09:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T16:40:57.870+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>R-U-S-S-I-A-N</title><content type='html'>After living in this motherf*cker russia for 4 ... nearly 5 years. I can make a conclusion about their people.&lt;br /&gt;"R"ussians.... see what the "R" stands for?&lt;br /&gt;Rude&lt;br /&gt;Ridiculous&lt;br /&gt;Rubbish&lt;br /&gt;RAW (not raw food but ignorant, inexperienced, or untrained)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep... they are damn rude, very ridiculous all the time, rubbish (fai chai) everywhere, and raw (ignorant) bastards.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37457552-3136499891286191336?l=aestheticyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/feeds/3136499891286191336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37457552&amp;postID=3136499891286191336' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/3136499891286191336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/3136499891286191336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/2007/02/r-u-s-s-i-n.html' title='R-U-S-S-I-A-N'/><author><name>littlepolaris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13201412427311976874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/31/30/3010313/22300779444905l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37457552.post-1010486000113778384</id><published>2007-02-21T12:51:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T13:09:28.858+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily life'/><title type='text'>What issit again?</title><content type='html'>Yippie! i completely recovered from sickness of unkown etiology.&lt;br /&gt;I won the battle against those keji microbes ahahahahahahaha......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But siti still look so keji no matter what she changed, new make up color, new jacket, new boots? it's all sums up to B-A-D T-A-S-T-E. Sien la, when will she stop leeching on ppl's answer and start studying herself and do the blardy simple test on her own? And hypocrite HK still give out the answers to her for free.... wth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the weather has gone wild and crazy. Blizzard early early in the morning. The snow still stuck on the fur of my jacket.... haih need to dry it and comb the fur later. Mariam's hair all frozen with ice on it. Edmond's new giordano jeans wet. Arthur's hair all wet. Today is -10, tomolo will be roughly about -20. SO my conclusion, i think i gonna skip dermatology class tomolo. The weather really sux these days but it's really nice to sleep in the cold. Back in m'sia, everytime i woke up from afternoon nap, i felt very hot, headache etc etc. Such things never happen when napping under -2o celsius lolz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's not the point... what i want to write again... forgotten....&lt;br /&gt;Internet was down yesterday so didn't manage to post stuff dat pops into my mind at dat time. I think a nap will help me recover my memory. Go zzzzZZZZzzzzZZZZzzzzz.................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37457552-1010486000113778384?l=aestheticyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1010486000113778384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37457552&amp;postID=1010486000113778384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/1010486000113778384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/1010486000113778384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/2007/02/yippie-i-completely-recovered-from.html' title='What issit again?'/><author><name>littlepolaris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13201412427311976874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/31/30/3010313/22300779444905l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37457552.post-23763821719858135</id><published>2007-02-20T00:40:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T01:39:43.182+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily life'/><title type='text'>HaPpY cHiNeSe NeW yEaR!....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;fuuuu~~.... was having fever on CNY eve, the 1st day of CNY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Swallowed 2 panadols, after 30 mins, appear for dinner n lunch thing with mel and ingrid they all. Yes, for the sake of food, tahan.... tahan....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thot sickness will get worse but after eating all those heaty stuff, sore throat did not worsen, but throat bcom itchy itchy and i currently cough non-stop now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Usually when i'm sick, i only need 3 things : sleep, panadol, chewable vitamin C =). After 1 or 2 days, i'll be completely fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But today's therapy lecture really scares me. Silent pneumonia? Pneumonia dat changes ur lung tissue silently without obvious clinical signs.... such as mine? dry cough...... weakness, malaise, headache, dizziness.... in another word, high toxicity....... i think i need to get my lung X-ray-ed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because this pneumonia is community acquired.... so many shitty ppl around.... must be these ppl trying to kill me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heh~ afterall i'm the multi-talented, cute &amp; lovely babe leh~... of course a lot of ppl jeles lar... XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aiya~ these few days temperature changed drastically. My skin cannot adapt that it start peeling off.... ouch painful la! and now got rashes.... my face looks swollen and inflammed, HELP! Dun take away my beautiful face *sob *sob... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our CNY here is always so so lame..... so boring, got nothing to do.... this is motherf*cker Russia afterall.... how can yahoo international advertise news about CNY and yet russians know nothing about it... so ngong la! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But of course we know how to entertain ourselves la! We syiok sendiri with the camera lolz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033374228375990850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/RdojMVf08kI/AAAAAAAAAC8/_9zPzfzsDWY/s320/6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                               Getting ready...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033374228375990866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/RdojMVf08lI/AAAAAAAAADE/wGZOtNonw4Y/s320/7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                 Let's rock! The MeOw mEoW cAt DoLls~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033374232670958178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/RdojMlf08mI/AAAAAAAAADM/D5k93fcQLIY/s320/8.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                    Eh some happy-looking ganas fans come n whack peishin!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033374232670958194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/RdojMlf08nI/AAAAAAAAADU/1gzsw_4lbD4/s320/9.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                    Jeng, jeng, jeng our buddha with thousand hands... guess which hand is mine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033372596288418354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/RdohtVf08jI/AAAAAAAAAC0/5O6-lk3GFIw/s320/DSC08456.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                 Special guest on stage... ahpek lemon from tepi jalan band ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37457552-23763821719858135?l=aestheticyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/feeds/23763821719858135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37457552&amp;postID=23763821719858135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/23763821719858135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/23763821719858135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-chinese-new-year.html' title='HaPpY cHiNeSe NeW yEaR!....'/><author><name>littlepolaris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13201412427311976874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/31/30/3010313/22300779444905l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/RdojMVf08kI/AAAAAAAAAC8/_9zPzfzsDWY/s72-c/6.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37457552.post-1259285074739420814</id><published>2007-02-16T17:58:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T18:06:17.487+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily life'/><title type='text'>I'm sick.......... really sick!!!</title><content type='html'>Help!!! Feel so headache, so dizzy, so weak.&lt;br /&gt;I slept at 9pm yesterday, woke up at 1pm today. And yet... how come i still feel so lack of energy? Feel that my world is spinning non-stop rite now... i think i gonna sleep again.&lt;br /&gt;Body temperature is rising slowly. Voice changed. Throat feels very itchy. Nose blocked.&lt;br /&gt;Cursed those damn Staphylococci &amp; Streptococci!!!!&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;.............&lt;br /&gt;...................i'm goin to faint........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;br /&gt;1&lt;br /&gt;*drop on the bed. Piakzz..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37457552-1259285074739420814?l=aestheticyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1259285074739420814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37457552&amp;postID=1259285074739420814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/1259285074739420814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/1259285074739420814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-sick-really-sick.html' title='I&apos;m sick.......... really sick!!!'/><author><name>littlepolaris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13201412427311976874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/31/30/3010313/22300779444905l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37457552.post-3268894165348981321</id><published>2007-02-15T01:09:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T01:48:36.558+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='totally out of the world topic'/><title type='text'>Valentine's promotion, buy 1 free 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I know i should be doing this long time ago.... oh well now compensate back for gerald. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/RdOJQNFmkdI/AAAAAAAAACo/Oi-rbq6US6Q/s1600-h/1479227517934l.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/RdOJQNFmkdI/AAAAAAAAACo/Oi-rbq6US6Q/s1600-h/1479227517934l.jpg"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031516120187048402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/RdOJQNFmkdI/AAAAAAAAACo/Oi-rbq6US6Q/s320/1479227517934l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Name: Gerald Soh Han Loong aka the chest/chess king =P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Status: single and available&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Appearance: Sometimes at some angle hor he looks like Jay Chow but sometimes at another angle he looks like Nicholas Teo... cool leh, he got artist face.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Constitution: Thin, tanned, average height lor&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Interests: Playing chess lor, he loves to talk dirty to me then later potong stim pulak and for some reasons hor he is interested in kenneth's ass.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Live testimonials: He's a good boy, a nice guy. Whether he got go pasar with his mum or not i not sure about it but pn.soh say her son follow her to do marketing every week to train him bcom a good husband. Gerald is definitely everyone's favourite bcos he got more frens than me leh. U see, girls stick to him in a flock? a herd?... errhh... a kampung la. So now u know he's "hot".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Why i say buy 1 free 1? Bcos hor if u take gerald home, at the same time also u have a chess king by ur side, very proud leh. So dun u think u got the greatest gift already?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Fast fast leh, limited only bcos the almighty god only created one gerald in this world. SO IF U INTERESTED, PLS CALL HIM AT +6012-xxxxxxx.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Huh? say my post got error? kenot see his hp number? no eh, i did type all the numbers but somehow it turn out to be like this. I guess only good girl like me with good intention can see the number ehehe. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Anyway, P/S: Gerrie! sorry ah, simply go curi ur photo from friendster but this pic very cute leh *wink wink and wave at gerald ^^!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37457552-3268894165348981321?l=aestheticyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/feeds/3268894165348981321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37457552&amp;postID=3268894165348981321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/3268894165348981321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/3268894165348981321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/2007/02/valentines-promotion-buy-1-free-1.html' title='Valentine&apos;s promotion, buy 1 free 1'/><author><name>littlepolaris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13201412427311976874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/31/30/3010313/22300779444905l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/RdOJQNFmkdI/AAAAAAAAACo/Oi-rbq6US6Q/s72-c/1479227517934l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37457552.post-1478649617062329369</id><published>2007-02-15T00:30:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T02:06:58.161+03:00</updated><title type='text'>wondering....</title><content type='html'>have u ever wonder.... if girls want guys with 5Cs -cash, condo, credit cards, car, certificate(high education).... what do guys look for in girls leh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3Bs - beauty, brain, boobs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37457552-1478649617062329369?l=aestheticyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1478649617062329369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37457552&amp;postID=1478649617062329369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/1478649617062329369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/1478649617062329369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/2007/02/have-u-ever-wonder.html' title='wondering....'/><author><name>littlepolaris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13201412427311976874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/31/30/3010313/22300779444905l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37457552.post-5930612912500185301</id><published>2007-02-14T00:52:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T08:28:03.658+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Medical related n&apos; health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>opthalmology cycle</title><content type='html'>1st day of opthalmology: yeeee.... gelik, disgusting, lose appetite, hmmph have decided never want to be opthalmologist!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2nd day of opthalmology: boring nia..... boring boring... sien ah...... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031140628376228274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/RdIzvtFmkbI/AAAAAAAAACQ/bO3odQRVNO8/s320/Photo-0771.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                                eh, auntie who are u?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031140632671195586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/RdIzv9FmkcI/AAAAAAAAACY/AcFfi1JxE3k/s320/Photo-0773.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                Lucas cute leh when he's not so hypocrite!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;After some test, the result of my visual acuity is 1.5 for both eyes ^^, with no color blindness and normal visual field (Big enuff to notice any lengchai walk pass). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3rd day of opthalmology: 2F? 40.0D? amblyopia? emmetropia? anisometropia? apa? huh? matilor.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To be continued..............&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Coming soon 4th season......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37457552-5930612912500185301?l=aestheticyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/feeds/5930612912500185301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37457552&amp;postID=5930612912500185301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/5930612912500185301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/5930612912500185301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/2007/02/opthalmology-cycle.html' title='opthalmology cycle'/><author><name>littlepolaris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13201412427311976874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/31/30/3010313/22300779444905l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/RdIzvtFmkbI/AAAAAAAAACQ/bO3odQRVNO8/s72-c/Photo-0771.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37457552.post-7936690955474742044</id><published>2007-02-14T00:31:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T00:40:02.615+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Today....</title><content type='html'>The snow is melting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone important is missing.&lt;br /&gt;I stopped.&lt;br /&gt;I stop skating. The mood is no longer there.&lt;br /&gt;I guess my skates will continue to stay in the closet until that person is come by.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37457552-7936690955474742044?l=aestheticyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/feeds/7936690955474742044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37457552&amp;postID=7936690955474742044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/7936690955474742044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/7936690955474742044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/2007/02/today.html' title='Today....'/><author><name>littlepolaris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13201412427311976874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/31/30/3010313/22300779444905l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37457552.post-1782242560281428254</id><published>2007-02-10T17:09:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T02:09:14.372+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc'/><title type='text'>REfresh</title><content type='html'>I'm such a silly girl. Like Hao said, i always worry about stupid little things. From now on i gonna live like me again. The one that i've decided long time ago, to live for the people that i care. Stand by to give them my fullest support, love and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......................................................................&lt;br /&gt;I think my blog is so lame.......................&lt;br /&gt;...............................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise, cuter, more funny stuff gonna be up here. Wait for me......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37457552-1782242560281428254?l=aestheticyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1782242560281428254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37457552&amp;postID=1782242560281428254' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/1782242560281428254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/1782242560281428254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/2007/02/refresh.html' title='REfresh'/><author><name>littlepolaris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13201412427311976874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/31/30/3010313/22300779444905l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37457552.post-4186089474295367005</id><published>2007-02-05T02:07:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T02:09:14.479+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Good bye</title><content type='html'>Han nern left russia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37457552-4186089474295367005?l=aestheticyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/feeds/4186089474295367005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37457552&amp;postID=4186089474295367005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/4186089474295367005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/4186089474295367005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/2007/02/good-bye.html' title='Good bye'/><author><name>littlepolaris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13201412427311976874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/31/30/3010313/22300779444905l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37457552.post-7547130159799961445</id><published>2007-01-27T21:23:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T21:57:56.723+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shared feelings'/><title type='text'>Gloomy</title><content type='html'>Sorry, i didn't mean to influence or affect anyone with my gloomy cloud. Sorry if the area covered by the gloomy cloud exceeded where it should be. I quit from my eurotrip last minute. So what? Everybody here have been thinking "what a waste of money!" and everyone insist that i have to go but i really dun have the mood there. Plus, i think God understands what am i going through now, even the weather turned bad on that day i should leave for the trip. And i've checked the forecast weather for another 10 days.... all the same for everyday: snowing, showering, windy. So cold, so lonely, so gloomy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got so upset that night, i kept crying for no reason. I'm not sure why, but i can't control the tears that keep rolling down. I hate my life. I hated everything. Someone came and told me that the way i am right now is giving negative influence to somebody. So what? It's not like i'm responsible for that person's misery bcos the reason why that person is living in a miserable life is all bcos of what he/she did to his/her own life. Don't blame everything on me! All those f**cking sarawakians must find some reason to sentence me to death just bcos i'm not one of them. So Sharon smsed chin seng this morning about the train ticket that we've booked is not valid and they have to buy new ones for 50euro. I have a very bad feeling about this. Even though sharon have not mention anything yet, but i know once they got back, they gonna blame everything on me! It will be all my fault that i quit the trip last minute and didn't lose the extra 50euro with them. Hell! Calamity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now since that everyone had left the hostel for holiday. I finally find peace and tranquility. The hostel is too stuffed usually that i feel suffocated to be here. Couldn't even find a place for me to be alone. Just me and darkness, alone. Every little movement of yours will be observed and words will spread around in a split second. Oh well, i'm suppose to make people feel less guilty for looking at the depressed me. Somehow, dunno why it turn out like this. Ah...... i'm still full of hatred and miseries.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37457552-7547130159799961445?l=aestheticyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/feeds/7547130159799961445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37457552&amp;postID=7547130159799961445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/7547130159799961445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/7547130159799961445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/2007/01/gloomy.html' title='Gloomy'/><author><name>littlepolaris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13201412427311976874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/31/30/3010313/22300779444905l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37457552.post-2545583666829945075</id><published>2007-01-21T02:15:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T02:50:29.446+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>My miserable life.</title><content type='html'>This is a story of a girl.&lt;br /&gt;She was brought up to believe that if she have a dream, as long as she works hard toward it, it will become true. But as she grew up, she realised things are not like what we were told when we were young. Sometimes, some things can't be done according to our will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why adults give us so much pressure. I wonder if i'm walking on the right path or was it just to satisfy my parents' pride. Maybe my path is right, but i chose the wrong place. Doctors graduated from russia definitely have more disadvantages than others. If given a choice, you are minister of ministry of health in singapore, who will u take, a graduate from russia or UK? But if only i have the money to choose where i want to be from the beginning....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i wish i was born somewhere else, at least they have a fair system in education. The US chose the best to be the best doctors, so do singapore and Japan. Because of some law, the chinese are oppressed, were force to go else where. When will this racism issue in Malaysia gonna end? I feel very suffering living as a Malaysian. Why do other people can get their license to practice after 1 year of housemanship in UK, but in Malaysia we need 3 years? And the salary malaysian government paid is a bit underpaid, rm2000 per month? I think working as a prostitute earns more than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel very very miserable and depressed right now. Because i have a decision to make. To quit medicine now and take another 2 years course which will allow me to earn more than merely 2k permonth or continue this long and tired pathway. I feel very very tired now. I'm not sure what am I doing either. Everything seems difficult to me now because i have given up on medicine. I tried studying but nothing goes into my mind. Seems like my brain have set up a firewall to block incoming medical infos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone wise, please guide me, tell me what should i do? The UNICEF ambassador title seems to be further and further away from my hand each day. I think i can't make it to be a successful person. I apologize to all children in the world, sorry that i couldn't make it to provide you warm shelter, food and clothes. Maybe simplicity is the best for me. Be a housewife and a mother, living a free and relax life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do adults like to lie? Why is it adults are so selfish? Our agent con the student one by one, and all of us end up with a bleak future while he's getting richer and richer. And all the fake hope that the adults gave us, made us feel so disappointed with our life. I gradually understand why people commit suicide. Not because they wanted to go to hell. Suicide is not chosen; it happens when pain exceeds resources for coping with pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can i choose to be selfish sometimes? I wish i could walk off like that without explaining to my parents why and go do something that i like. Why is it parents do not understand what we want? If someone rich propose to me again this time, i will not hesitate to make a decision, bcos i know how hard is life here in russia and how shaky is my future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37457552-2545583666829945075?l=aestheticyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/feeds/2545583666829945075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37457552&amp;postID=2545583666829945075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/2545583666829945075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/2545583666829945075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-miserable-life.html' title='My miserable life.'/><author><name>littlepolaris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13201412427311976874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/31/30/3010313/22300779444905l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37457552.post-2753560359755523130</id><published>2007-01-18T23:28:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T00:09:35.435+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc'/><title type='text'>Boredom</title><content type='html'>I'm so bored, so dead, so miserable, so depressed, so annoyed.... that i....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Style is 1960s&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whatdecadematchesyourstylequiz/1960s.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bold dresses, funky boots, bright patterns. &lt;br /&gt;You have an eye for fashion - and make trends timeless!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/whatdecadematchesyourstylequiz/"&gt;What Decade Matches Your Style?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 56% Girly&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.yournewromance.com/howgirlyareyouquiz/girly-3.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a little girly, a little boyish, and probably a whole lot indie.&lt;br /&gt;You have your own unique style, and it pretty much defies gender lines.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/howgirlyareyouquiz/"&gt;How Girly Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Fashion Style is Urban&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.yournewromance.com/yourfashionstylequiz/urban.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got a style all your own... and it works&lt;br /&gt;Not too trendy, not too freaky - you've got streetwear down to a science&lt;br /&gt;You always look cute and put together, but keep it comfortable too&lt;br /&gt;You're the type of girl that creates trends and inspires others to be funky&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/yourfashionstylequiz/"&gt;What's Your Fashion Style?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Reputation Is: Mean Girl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whatsyourreputationquiz/mean-girl.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You rule through teasing and intimidation..&lt;br /&gt;Yet, people would give the world to be your friend&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/whatsyourreputationquiz/"&gt;What's Your Reputation?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Super Diva&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.yournewromance.com/areyouadivaquiz/super-diva.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some may complain about your diva ways, but you brush them off.&lt;br /&gt;You simply demand the best - and there's nothing wrong with that.&lt;br /&gt;Don't stomp on the little people too much though!&lt;br /&gt;You still need them to get to the top.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/areyouadivaquiz/"&gt;Are You a Diva?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Scent is Rose&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whatscentareyouquiz/rose.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delicate, feminine, and soft&lt;br /&gt;Your personality is fresh and understated&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/whatscentareyouquiz/"&gt;What Scent Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Power Color Is Gold&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whatsyourpowercolorquiz/power-gold.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're dependable and hard working. You never miss a deadline - and you're never late.&lt;br /&gt;You have a clear sense of right and wrong. You're very detail oriented.&lt;br /&gt;You get frustrated when your friends are sloppy - or when they don't follow through.&lt;br /&gt;You're on top of things, and you wish that everyone else was!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/whatsyourpowercolorquiz/"&gt;What's Your Power Color?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Fragrance Profile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whatsyourfragranceprofilequiz/fragrance-2.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best calming fragrance: jasmine&lt;br /&gt;The best fragrance for everyday wear: sandalwood&lt;br /&gt;The best fragrance to boost your sex appeal: rose&lt;br /&gt;The best fragrance for energy: peppermint&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/whatsyourfragranceprofilequiz/"&gt;What's Your Fragrance Profile?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Gemstone is Orange Saphire&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whatgemstoneareyouquiz/orange-saphire.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Courageous, optimistic, and successful.&lt;br /&gt;Your confidence helps you handle the ups and downs of life&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/whatgemstoneareyouquiz/"&gt;What Gemstone Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love this! I think it described me perfectly =P... hmm dreamy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#A67C51" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are Milk Chocolate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#C69C6D"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whatkindofchocolateareyouquiz/milk-chocolate.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A total dreamer, you spend most of your time with your head in the clouds.&lt;br /&gt;You often think of the future, and you are always working toward your ideal life.&lt;br /&gt;Also nostelgic, you rarely forget a meaningful moment... even those from long ago.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/whatkindofchocolateareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Chocolate Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37457552-2753560359755523130?l=aestheticyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/feeds/2753560359755523130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37457552&amp;postID=2753560359755523130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/2753560359755523130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/2753560359755523130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/2007/01/boredom.html' title='Boredom'/><author><name>littlepolaris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13201412427311976874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/31/30/3010313/22300779444905l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37457552.post-2733558609844659746</id><published>2007-01-17T12:40:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T13:15:05.336+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>I want to give up living.....</title><content type='html'>At this point of my life, i'm still figuring what do i want to do. I feel so lost. I tried forcing myself into sleep one whole day, hoping that i will never wake up so that i won't have to think so much. But is there any way out for me? I sent my application to SM entertaiment, they are my only hope to get out of here. I hope i'm their next chosen star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not like i don't want to be a doctor. But things change, people change over the time due to environment and surroundings. I hate Kursk, i hate Russians and all those east malaysians. Because they are too simple, simple people without dreams and ambitions. I don't want to be like them. I don't want to be a normal GP in KL GH, it's not enough for me. I want to do more, i want to help poor children and needy people. I need cash now. A lot of them. I want to leave, i want to do something else, be someone else for once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents will never understand, they just think that u're wasting their money. Sometimes i wish i'm an orphan, at least whatever i do, i control my own path. I need to think of a way to get myself some money. I'm so desperate for it. Maybe i should have marry Steven 4 years ago, and happily be a richman's wife. Dreams without money, they are nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's happening again. The viscious cycle. Maybe i am destined to be all alone from the beginning. Everyone is leaving me one by one ever since i came here. Maybe if Liyi or Kok fye is by my side, things would be different? Is there any rich guys out there need a wife? Marry me please, and pamper me with ur wealth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37457552-2733558609844659746?l=aestheticyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/feeds/2733558609844659746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37457552&amp;postID=2733558609844659746' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/2733558609844659746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/2733558609844659746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-want-to-give-up-living.html' title='I want to give up living.....'/><author><name>littlepolaris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13201412427311976874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/31/30/3010313/22300779444905l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37457552.post-1861993514911962944</id><published>2007-01-15T01:16:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T01:27:40.943+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Kepoh ppl......stay off!!!</title><content type='html'>I dun understand why in this world got such kepoh ppl. Why can't they go mind their own business? Must always step into ppl's privacy and make stories out of it, ruining ppl's image and reputation. I hate these people! F*** them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is wrong for me to play on9 game 9dragons? Just bcos han nern couldn't borrow my comp to play dota and cs, his fellow groupmate alex would have so much to comment about me. But hey, i do lend my comp to others. I let boon juan play dota with his roomates using my comp wat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's exam season now and i'm suppose to be studying. But i have my unique way of study. I need to play games while i'm studying so that my brain can process the short term memories into long term memories. Is there a problem? I love RPG, i love on9 games, i love to play 9dragons, so wat? what's your problem man? I know u dun have to study cos u always cheat for exam and get a 5. That's why u're so free to kepoh-kepoh about other's ppl life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get a life man! And get out of my life! Whether i'm playing RO, 9dragons, dota or watsoever none of ur business!!! There's no rule saying that a girl like me kenot play games!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37457552-1861993514911962944?l=aestheticyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1861993514911962944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37457552&amp;postID=1861993514911962944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/1861993514911962944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/1861993514911962944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/2007/01/kepoh-pplstay-off.html' title='Kepoh ppl......stay off!!!'/><author><name>littlepolaris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13201412427311976874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/31/30/3010313/22300779444905l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37457552.post-2255064314872303237</id><published>2007-01-12T18:24:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T19:34:02.057+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily life'/><title type='text'>My 1st operation~</title><content type='html'>Wah so damn tiring~ We did 3 operations on dog for like 4hours++. Yesterday i insomia again, slept at 3am. Then woke up late at 8.35am so i skipped breakfast, cos class start at 9am. Then Jason go get the dog from vivarium. The doggy kinda tiny tho. And then after being "sterilized" and scrub in, have to tahan from itchiness and the flowing hingus from nose to lips. Gross, hong weng had his hingus reached his upper lip ahaha. But couldn't do anything cos we're doing operation. If hooi lian kind enuff to help him clean with tissue ahaha.... cos hooi lian din scrub in today but still... hong weng... ahaha funny. I tahan from scratching my head for 4 hours u know, so eeerrrrrhhhh itchy! cos the medical cap make me uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019168848601796850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/RaereaCd0PI/AAAAAAAAACE/81n-yFWKMYw/s320/dog.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;U see the poor doggie... more pics to come.... cos all in hongkie's digicam.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some ppl so syiok jadi cameraman, sit around, walk here walk there. Kik sei. Why can't sharon be more serious and helpful a bit? And she refuse to learn like always! Operation is all about teamwork and co-operation leh. Blardy siti, bising and kepoh over there like nobody business. In the end, she told jason the wrong site and he made the wrong incision, and the carotid artery is no where to be found. Harh! STUPID SITI!!!! Kesian the doggie. Buta-buta kena cut summore to look for the carotid artery.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ambassador came to visit today. And we din realise he went to the mini-OT to peek on us until our teacher mentioned. Kekekeke keng leh, group 5 surgeons do surgery, ambassador also wan to see. Today my mood was not very good mainly bcos i not enough sleep and hungry eh. And those celaka ppl still as irritating as ever, even in OT, can't they improve in their behaviour? Sorry la, when i got mood swing, i just yell at everyone. Being a doctor is not about berlagak pandai with empty brain and refuse to learn &amp;amp; improve, u know. Those ppl memang hopeless. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yawn~ so tired la. After standing there for 4 hours continuously, now i have backache, leg pain also. I notice i'm quite skillful as a nurse also ahaha, and i think arthur, edmond and bobby, they can be great surgeon in future. And life would be better without certain people like Siti. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Deh, tomolo still got exam on instruments, sien, haven't memorise the name of instrument yet. No matter how they all look alike to me. Why la Russians have to invent so many types of scapels, knives, forceps, retractors etc... and give them super long name. As medic student, we very san fu wan to remember the name leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37457552-2255064314872303237?l=aestheticyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/feeds/2255064314872303237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37457552&amp;postID=2255064314872303237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/2255064314872303237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/2255064314872303237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-1st-operation.html' title='My 1st operation~'/><author><name>littlepolaris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13201412427311976874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/31/30/3010313/22300779444905l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/RaereaCd0PI/AAAAAAAAACE/81n-yFWKMYw/s72-c/dog.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37457552.post-4446562284683887758</id><published>2007-01-09T22:59:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T23:40:55.736+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily life'/><title type='text'>Exhausted, tired, sleepy......</title><content type='html'>14 more days to Operative surgery final exam. You have no idea how exhausted i am. Some part of it, worry about the exam, another thing is not enough sleep. AaaRRhhHH~~ holidays are bad for heatlh u know! Have been sleeping at 3-4am, waking up at 1-2pm. And now go back to class like normal, but sleep cycle remains abnormal. So tiring!!! I tried my best to go into deep sleep or REM sleep at least. (Issit bcos of abnormal sleep, dat's why i had dat weird dream with gerald inside? Goodness.... i was suppose to dream about Shin la!) Twiss n toss for 3 hours, still couldn't fall asleep, and then heard Penny Tai "wo yao de ai" song from next door at 4am. Raymond and ingrid still watching meteor garden at such hour??? Man, no wonder i saw raymond coming out from the room everyday at 2pm looking blur blur. Wanna analyse how i look like now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018124981639920450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/RaP2FWkpO0I/AAAAAAAAAB4/iYe8AdZLQEE/s320/Photo-0733.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pale pale, big panda eyes, lack of energy, looked like some walking zombie. And worrying about aging problem! Wrinkles seems to be increasing on the face. Aiya, feel like half dead. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Who say study medic very easy? Ish, if anyone dare to insult medic students summore, i'll hentam you straight on ur face. And maybe cut u open alive with all kinds of surgical knife. Chop, chop, chop and throw you body parts into the human soup in our anatomy department. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So sien~. no mood to study liao. How many fascia and fat spaces in pelvis again?......... -,-" God bless me with this exam. Edmond studied a lot already, i think he can even write out the answers from backward. I gotta catch up soon... after i get some good sleep. Bye bye.... *yawn*...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37457552-4446562284683887758?l=aestheticyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/feeds/4446562284683887758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37457552&amp;postID=4446562284683887758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/4446562284683887758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/4446562284683887758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/2007/01/exhausted-tired-sleepy.html' title='Exhausted, tired, sleepy......'/><author><name>littlepolaris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13201412427311976874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/31/30/3010313/22300779444905l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/RaP2FWkpO0I/AAAAAAAAAB4/iYe8AdZLQEE/s72-c/Photo-0733.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37457552.post-2604871048764972565</id><published>2007-01-04T20:25:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T23:21:23.491+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Medical related n&apos; health'/><title type='text'>What's good for men?</title><content type='html'>I'm concern about my male friends. So as a medical student, it's my responsibility to inform you about some facts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Smoking can decrease libido (sexual desire). So stop smoking and then u'll do better in bed. And smoking has been linked to low sperm counts and sluggish movement in men. So stop wondering why your wife cannot get pregnant. I guess the sperms died before they even reach the ovum. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Alcohol is toxic to sperm. It reduces sperm counts, disrupt hormones and increase risk of miscarriage (in women).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Studies have shown that men balancing notebook/laptop on their lap for long periods of time may damage their fertility. This is due to increase of temperature around scrotum. Sperms are very sensitive to temperature. When it's cold they become inactive, but when it's hot they will die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After so many bad news, give u one good news la.&lt;br /&gt;~ Ejaculates 5 times a week can prevent prostate cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^ I guess all the guys would love the last sentence. Happy masturbating! I hope i won't see you in my clinic one day due to prostate cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: Pls dun imagine me naked when u wan to masturbate! Go la pasar malam buy XXX vcd. Or download online for free. Nah give u free pic from Victoria Secret's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016241143738867730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/RZ1EvjhBIBI/AAAAAAAAABs/x-SAphqYfWw/s320/Bandeau+Bra.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37457552-2604871048764972565?l=aestheticyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/feeds/2604871048764972565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37457552&amp;postID=2604871048764972565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/2604871048764972565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/2604871048764972565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/2007/01/whats-good-for-men.html' title='What&apos;s good for men?'/><author><name>littlepolaris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13201412427311976874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/31/30/3010313/22300779444905l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/RZ1EvjhBIBI/AAAAAAAAABs/x-SAphqYfWw/s72-c/Bandeau+Bra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37457552.post-1440294345175393483</id><published>2007-01-02T14:21:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T14:47:05.473+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc'/><title type='text'>A rainy winter....</title><content type='html'>2nd day of year 2007.... it's gloomy and raining outside. Last year at this day, it was snowing heavily with -35 celsius outdoor temperature. 80 people died in moscow due to frostbite. Mother nature is ill? Why seems like no one cares? Global warming + weird changes to the weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flood in Segamat and KK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non-stop rains during cold winter of Russia. (it was suppose to be snowy and blizzard?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Mexico got up to 2 feet of snow in Albuquerque.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blizzard that created 10-foot snowdrifts in Colorado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the end of the world coming soon? Will the great flood describe in genesis chapter in the bible will happen again? If it will, will God send an ark to us this time and who will he choose to board the ark?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But God made a promise with Noah:&lt;br /&gt;"I establish my covenant with you: Never again will all life be cut off by the waters of a flood; never again will there be a flood to destroy the earth." genesis 9:11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have God forgotten about his promise?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37457552-1440294345175393483?l=aestheticyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1440294345175393483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37457552&amp;postID=1440294345175393483' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/1440294345175393483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/1440294345175393483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/2007/01/rainy-winter.html' title='A rainy winter....'/><author><name>littlepolaris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13201412427311976874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/31/30/3010313/22300779444905l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37457552.post-4022737990110788870</id><published>2007-01-01T22:15:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T22:23:41.446+03:00</updated><title type='text'>I need a change!</title><content type='html'>Yea finally get over with all my troubles a little bit. Decided to try out every opportunity i can get from modelling to fashion design to CEO to UNICEF ambassador to international marketing to dancing to everything.... Ganbatte ne p^^q !~~ You all will help me out right? Help me find the right path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/RZlexDhBIAI/AAAAAAAAABc/cq8vD1MvHY0/s1600-h/b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015143856904151042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/RZlexDhBIAI/AAAAAAAAABc/cq8vD1MvHY0/s320/b.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wish me good luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37457552-4022737990110788870?l=aestheticyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/feeds/4022737990110788870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37457552&amp;postID=4022737990110788870' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/4022737990110788870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/4022737990110788870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-need-change.html' title='I need a change!'/><author><name>littlepolaris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13201412427311976874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/31/30/3010313/22300779444905l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/RZlexDhBIAI/AAAAAAAAABc/cq8vD1MvHY0/s72-c/b.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37457552.post-880786788260064272</id><published>2006-12-31T17:01:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T17:08:29.467+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc'/><title type='text'>New year 2007</title><content type='html'>7 hours more to go and still counting.... I feel very reluctant to let 2006 go, bcos i know that when 2006 is over, it indicates that i have wasted away 1 year of my youth here. And i became 1 year older and start worrying about aging problem. People out there might think that i'm crazy bcos i'm only 21 and start worrying unnecessary stuff. But really, time is not enough for me. I'm running out of time and i still have so much to do. I wish God would stop the time for a moment to let me complete things that i haven't completed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37457552-880786788260064272?l=aestheticyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/feeds/880786788260064272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37457552&amp;postID=880786788260064272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/880786788260064272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/880786788260064272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/2006/12/new-year-2007.html' title='New year 2007'/><author><name>littlepolaris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13201412427311976874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/31/30/3010313/22300779444905l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37457552.post-8922413663286295301</id><published>2006-12-29T03:02:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T03:02:18.874+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Struggles</title><content type='html'>Life is a struggle. God made them full of challenges. From the moment the ovum is fertilised, from the moment when life created, our struggles begin. (Or maybe begin from the moment when sperms competiting with each other to penetrate through the ova?) Even though our cells successfully divided and grow into embryo, but we still need to struggle to stick to the wall of the uterus.... and better not stick wrong place, or else will lead to ectopic pregnancy, you will die and your mum's Fallopion tube will burst. And then again, you have to worry about the genetic coding and your mum's behaviour and also the environmental factors for next 40 weeks. One mistake in gene coding (deletion, transduction, mutation etc etc) will result in genetic disorder, and you will get aborted. If mum drinks or smokes ----&gt; you'll come out with ARDS (acute respiratory distress syndrome) or retarded, if mum consume drugs during 1st trimester ---&gt; you will suffer heart disease for whole life. If mummy is single mum, you'll have to worry if she's gonna abort you, and you gotta struggle hard to make her fall in love with you and bring you to earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if you survive the 40 weeks long in mummy's womb and it's time to get out. You still need to struggle to get out through the tiny hole via the vagina and pelvic outlet. Some babies die bcos of shoulder distortion bcos the baby is too big to go out through the vagina and the mum refuse to go for C-section. So pray that you dun have a stubborn mum! Pls do listen to doctor's advices! And kids which come out via C-section, they are a bit slow and put less effort in whatever they do kind of personality. Because, the 1st struggle in life is to go out via mum's vagina and they didn't have to struggle there. Doctor cut open mum's tummy, opened a door for the baby to come out. Phew, no stress, no struggle, no sweat. Come out safe and intact without complication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then again in the process of growing up. In kindergarden, we fight with other kids for color pencils, crayons and stuff like that. And then we fight for seats in school bus. When we're a little older, somehow we learn to be kiasu. Everything also must be no.1, in academic, karate competition, drawing contest, maybe even see who can eat n drink the fastest. (Yes! I do observe the bahaviour of my little brother and his little friends.... there's another fella i know out there also have similar behaviour till now aha!). And every kid try to their best to show off their talent to attract adult's attention so that they'll get compliments from the adults (teachers, parents).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we enter the teenage stage, girls will try outdo each other in beauty, guys will compete to go after the hottest chick in high school. Really, does it matter how someone look like? I was never in the center of attention bcos i was not a beautiful girl. That's why it puzzles me when the rest of the girls are competiting with each other to gain popularity among the guys. Like SJ said, i think guys sometimes really think with their dick. They are always competiting among themselves trying to catch hold on the hottest chick, and then the next minute they will get dumped by their hot chick, and she'll be with another guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we all grow up, become adult, enter university, plan our future, find our ways. And the competition and challenges and watsoever get worse. People become more and more selfish, kiasu, and "very celaka". I'm not sure why but some people constantly worry that other people will do better than them, therefore these people will never share anything with other people, especially knowlegde. And the boy-girl relation thingy continues into adulthood. Still guys chasing hot chicks, in their eyes can only see the pretty girls, not so good-looking one are pushed aside. But the difference is, guys become more desperate. They want to get laid and lost their virgin status.... hey... go Thai call for prostitute la if so desperate! And pretty girls like usual, can "jual mahal" bcos they have the quality. And rich guys get pretty girls. And so, all guys will compete to buy expensive gifts for that girl. Don't u think beautiful girls have a lot of advantages? Even though they might be bitchy, but guys still stick to them like honey and bee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, when we manage to pull through in university and manage to graduate. This time we need to worry about our job. Where to work? How? Where to begin from? From now on how should i walk my path? This is a universal problem. Even me. I have started to worry about my future already. Doctor? Lecturer? CEO? Model? UNICEF ambassador? Whatever is it, as long as we give in our best, we'll definitely go through any hardships rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy struggling for the coming days! I hope you will win your struggle! And counting... 3 days to New Year 2007.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37457552-8922413663286295301?l=aestheticyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/feeds/8922413663286295301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37457552&amp;postID=8922413663286295301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/8922413663286295301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/8922413663286295301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/2006/12/struggles.html' title='Struggles'/><author><name>littlepolaris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13201412427311976874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/31/30/3010313/22300779444905l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37457552.post-1086324013097570388</id><published>2006-12-25T19:25:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T19:56:46.827+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shared feelings'/><title type='text'>I want to continue living!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Just being alive is a wonderful thing." - Aya Kito, ichi littoru no namida&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seem to have forgotten about my original intention to be a doctor. Living here in Kursk is so miserable and depressing that turned me into inhuman, aggressive and cruel person. I hate being that way, but i need to protect myself from being hurt by those unreasonable sarawakians. My intention... hmmm, things that i always wanted to do...... is to be the one that could heal the pains, take sorrows away, and put a smile on others face. I wanted to be a doctor so that i could be another reliable person that the sick can depend on. When people lost hope, i want to bring hope into their life. When people suffer, i want to relieve their sufferings. I want to give life a second chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching "1 litre of tears", bring me back to my old self again, reminding myself of the true me. Yea, that's right. I want to be the one there for the sick when everyone turns away; I want to be their pillar when they need support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Christmas wish, I want the courage to love people once more! I hope those horrible people would stay away and leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas to everyone!~ Pls do appreciate life and every minute that you spend, because that is the proof, you're still living in this world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37457552-1086324013097570388?l=aestheticyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1086324013097570388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37457552&amp;postID=1086324013097570388' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/1086324013097570388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/1086324013097570388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-want-to-continue-living.html' title='I want to continue living!'/><author><name>littlepolaris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13201412427311976874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/31/30/3010313/22300779444905l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37457552.post-7152103436166077654</id><published>2006-12-18T12:14:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T12:40:01.931+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrations'/><title type='text'>Christmas...</title><content type='html'>Christmas is around the corner! Time passed so quickly, and then Christmas comes again. But i'll never gonna have my dream Christmas for another 2 more years. So a dream still remains as a dream. Could only dream about it every year till i graduate and found someone, somewhere out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me Christmas means:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ go outdoor skating together holding hand in hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ make snowman ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ collect my Christmas present, not under a fake Xmas tree, but planted in beautiful box near a real Xmas tree, out there in the snow. .......... if nobody cut down the tree la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ spending Christmas and Christmas eve together, just the two of us, somewhere in europe..... Salzburg maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Christmas candle light dinner! with turkey n so on, and most important --&gt; cakes!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ lie down on the thick snow together watching the skies full of stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ dressed up as santarina, give out presents to orphans, every kid deserve to feel the joy of Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ making Christmas wish, hoping that i'll celebrate with this same person every year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Last but not least, instead of the santa hat, i still want my bunny ear hairband!!!! (playboy version of santarina? nope!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009798550387528514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/RYZhPRAdk0I/AAAAAAAAABI/i9cexF2BOio/s320/holdh.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37457552-7152103436166077654?l=aestheticyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/feeds/7152103436166077654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37457552&amp;postID=7152103436166077654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/7152103436166077654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/7152103436166077654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas...'/><author><name>littlepolaris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13201412427311976874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/31/30/3010313/22300779444905l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/RYZhPRAdk0I/AAAAAAAAABI/i9cexF2BOio/s72-c/holdh.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37457552.post-8161356002387156432</id><published>2006-12-15T23:28:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T00:22:54.074+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shared feelings'/><title type='text'>When something happens, she will cry....</title><content type='html'>I think mothers are the one affected the most when a child is sick. Every mother wish that her child do well in everything, finds someone who truly love them, enjoy their process of growing up with friends, and the most important thing is for her child to stay healthy always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every mother provide the best meals for their children. That's why mother's cooking is always the best! Mother will keep us clean always, shoo us to sleep when we're tired, forced us to swallow those bitter tablets knowing that it will do good to our health. Mother's love are greatest of all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a child got sick, mother will always be the first person to notice. When a child is weak, mother is always there to support. When a child not feeling well, mother is always there to hug. When her child got an untreatable disease, she tries to be strong in front of her child and support her child along the course of disease, while sobbing quietly in her heart. Then she will wonder why does this have to happen to her child, what did she do that her child have to suffer? All the mother in the world did not do anything wrong, they gave in their very best to raise us, they gave us life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to put yourself in the situation of those people who suffered from congenital diseases which cannot be treated and imagine yourself in their mother's position. How would you feel? And what would you do? Every mother loves her child. Of course she wouldn't want to see her child die. She will struggle together with her child to overcome the disease every single day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008862789245232882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/RYMOKzGiZvI/AAAAAAAAAA8/OANmkdutbpg/s320/mothers_love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to understand others feelings. Try to understand Yvonne's feelings. Love her with all your heart, help her to fight neurofibromatosis. The effect might not be visible. But the magic of love can change lives. &lt;a href="http://www.yvonnefoong.com"&gt;http://www.yvonnefoong.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am watching a japanese drama now, it's a real story about a girl, Aya Kito who had spinocerebellar degeneration disease, the real patient passed away in 1988. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1_Litre_of_Tears"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1_Litre_of_Tears&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a really touching drama, try to look for it when you are free. If anyone found the published diary of Aya Kito, pls inform me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37457552-8161356002387156432?l=aestheticyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/feeds/8161356002387156432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37457552&amp;postID=8161356002387156432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/8161356002387156432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/8161356002387156432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/2006/12/when-something-happens-she-will-cry.html' title='When something happens, she will cry....'/><author><name>littlepolaris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13201412427311976874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/31/30/3010313/22300779444905l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/RYMOKzGiZvI/AAAAAAAAAA8/OANmkdutbpg/s72-c/mothers_love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37457552.post-4241149196278376830</id><published>2006-12-13T16:18:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T19:52:44.181+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shared feelings'/><title type='text'>Fear..........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;"The greatest fear is not death, but when losing someone you love and never be able to tell them how much you love them again."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, i found that many other people's parents died of cancer. Shi How's dad passed away last summer bcos of cancer. Neo's mum left her 2 months ago due to lung cancer. Slyvia's dad was diagnosed with cancer recently and she's going home to see him this winter holiday. Though i couldn't ease their sadness, i wish i could share their pain. I want to protect my parents. I hope i could do so. Bcos i know it'll be very painful for me not to be able to see them again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37457552-4241149196278376830?l=aestheticyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/feeds/4241149196278376830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37457552&amp;postID=4241149196278376830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/4241149196278376830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/4241149196278376830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/2006/12/fear.html' title='Fear..........'/><author><name>littlepolaris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13201412427311976874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/31/30/3010313/22300779444905l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37457552.post-1443058630645396855</id><published>2006-12-07T20:04:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T21:39:18.113+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful moments~</title><content type='html'>God gave everyone a priceless gift, that is children. Have you notice that when watching a child sleeping soundly, it somehow gives you a very peacefully and warm feeling? I think they are beautiful. I love looking at sleeping babies in the hospital. Tiny little ones that look so pure and innocent. When i feel sad and depressed, looking at them puts a smile back on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/RXhYEjmE1VI/AAAAAAAAAAM/r4OLBER3FFI/s1600-h/Sleeping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005847821119968594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/RXhYEjmE1VI/AAAAAAAAAAM/r4OLBER3FFI/s320/Sleeping.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/RXhYEjmE1WI/AAAAAAAAAAU/i-7_Ewn88HQ/s1600-h/nude-baby-1a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005847821119968610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/RXhYEjmE1WI/AAAAAAAAAAU/i-7_Ewn88HQ/s320/nude-baby-1a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/RXhYEzmE1XI/AAAAAAAAAAc/QDYHNGtV6tw/s1600-h/Photo-0638.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005847825414935922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/RXhYEzmE1XI/AAAAAAAAAAc/QDYHNGtV6tw/s320/Photo-0638.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/RXhYEzmE1YI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Kh4G5-b5b88/s1600-h/pinky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005847825414935938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/RXhYEzmE1YI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Kh4G5-b5b88/s320/pinky.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37457552-1443058630645396855?l=aestheticyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1443058630645396855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37457552&amp;postID=1443058630645396855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/1443058630645396855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/1443058630645396855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/2006/12/beautiful-moments.html' title='Beautiful moments~'/><author><name>littlepolaris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13201412427311976874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/31/30/3010313/22300779444905l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m3kQ3xwzJnA/RXhYEjmE1VI/AAAAAAAAAAM/r4OLBER3FFI/s72-c/Sleeping.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37457552.post-9056134289557532676</id><published>2006-12-04T02:48:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T02:53:54.070+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>In dilemma.....</title><content type='html'>Should i or should i not go home this winter? I want to go home, miss home so much but the flight ticket is just too expensive RM3800. This amount of money is more than enough for me to go Spain and Portugal for 2 weeks + all the shoppings in Zara n MNG n H&amp;M n Jennyfer.... gosh, can some one whack me so dat i can clear out all the confusion in my mind? I just want to get out of here. I hate Kursk! The longer i'm here, the more miserable and depressed i am. Any opinions? Malaysia or Spain?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37457552-9056134289557532676?l=aestheticyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/feeds/9056134289557532676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37457552&amp;postID=9056134289557532676' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/9056134289557532676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/9056134289557532676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/2006/12/in-dilemma.html' title='In dilemma.....'/><author><name>littlepolaris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13201412427311976874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/31/30/3010313/22300779444905l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37457552.post-6484073076609021154</id><published>2006-12-01T18:35:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T21:44:48.539+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Moscow 25/11 ~ 26/11 2006</title><content type='html'>Time passes so quickly. Today it's 1st day of December, and Christmas coming soon. And of course our baby Kirsten gonna celebrate her 1 month-old birthday soon. Yea, haven't blog so long time already. Have been very obsessed with wu liao stuff like RO, anime, wei xiao pasta, etc...... (what happen to study for operative surgery final exam? ----&gt; i dunno =P). And also been growing fungus and mushroom in my room for one month already ---&gt; Why is dat so? cos have really useless teacher for surgery &amp; dermatology. Haven't been to classes for about 1 month plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After waited for 5 weeks, i finally got my visa done and once i got my passport, i straight away buy train ticket to moscow on the same night. My trip was tiring but fun. I get to meet Suresh i the middle of the road somewhere, ekeke and dat macha have so much to talk. Seems to me he's very happy there and kinda like very popular among girls ^^. Aaaah, i finally got a bite on my favourite Stardog and tried out Cafe 1927 near huimin's hostel. They have really tasty non-alcoholic cocktail there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3728/4572/320/391204/food.jpg" border="0" /&gt;From top (left to right): berry cocktail, vitaminov cocktail, chocolate milkshake, chicken steak no.18 (^^ dunno wat the no. indicate)&lt;br /&gt;From below: pork chop, steak bum no.8 (=P another unexplainable no.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And of course after torturing myself in a miserable place like kursk, i enjoyed my shopping trip very much. This year fashion theme is based on white and black. Aha, i also bought a 3/4 white furry cardigan from jennyfer. Don't know why lately i'm so into white and furry stuff. If during the winter sales got discount, i want to get that white furry trench coat from jennyfer also. Hopefully still got stock when i go there one month later. Kinda regret din buy it. But if suddenly got 50% off later, my heart will aches =(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3728/4572/320/514148/for%20princess.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This time my trip can consider to be fruitful, i met Hao, Miok, Huimin and many many more. Thanks for everything! Huimin's smile, Hao's sleepy face, Miok's warm hug, Chikondi's kindness, Ching Yu's "ai xin" breakfast. So much of warmth, so much of love. This is something that me and mel never find in kursk. I hate to admit it but yea, i feel very depressed in kursk and i hate all of them here. They all are so fake, so selfish, so hypocritic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3728/4572/320/404926/CIMG3428.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3728/4572/320/633166/mm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So Christmas is coming, hmm.... what do i want. If someone would buy me a pair of angel wings(wear-able type) or a bunny ear hairband, i would appreciate it very much ^^. Till then, i'll wait for ur present. lol. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37457552-6484073076609021154?l=aestheticyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/feeds/6484073076609021154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37457552&amp;postID=6484073076609021154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/6484073076609021154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/6484073076609021154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/2006/12/moscow-2511-2611-2006.html' title='Moscow 25/11 ~ 26/11 2006'/><author><name>littlepolaris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13201412427311976874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/31/30/3010313/22300779444905l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37457552.post-116349343352048531</id><published>2006-11-14T11:19:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T11:37:13.543+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Secret codes used by medical staff</title><content type='html'>You know normal people might find that "wah... doctors so keng, they know a lot of chun words dat i dunno" but basically we replace the more common term known by normal people with more medical wan (konon lar) to prevent leakage of info to patient. So here is this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COITUS - sexual intercourse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CEREBROVASCULAR ACCIDENT (CVA) - stroke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAEMORRHAGE - bleeding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i found more, will update you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37457552-116349343352048531?l=aestheticyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/feeds/116349343352048531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37457552&amp;postID=116349343352048531' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/116349343352048531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/116349343352048531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/2006/11/secret-codes-used-by-medical-staff.html' title='Secret codes used by medical staff'/><author><name>littlepolaris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13201412427311976874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/31/30/3010313/22300779444905l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37457552.post-116339601913780920</id><published>2006-11-13T08:28:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T08:33:39.146+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Baby Kirsten!~</title><content type='html'>Welcome to earth, Kirsten!&lt;br /&gt;This beautiful baby was born to a precious friend of mine on 9th Nov 2006, weighing 2.3kg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1922/3415/1600/opened%20eyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1922/3415/320/opened%20eyes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1922/3415/1600/0%20days%20old.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1922/3415/320/0%20days%20old.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Congratz! to the new mum and the new auntie (dat's me! ). Kirsten brought us a lot of joy and happiness. May her journey of life fill with excitement and beautiful memories.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37457552-116339601913780920?l=aestheticyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/feeds/116339601913780920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37457552&amp;postID=116339601913780920' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/116339601913780920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/116339601913780920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/2006/11/welcome-baby-kirsten.html' title='Welcome Baby Kirsten!~'/><author><name>littlepolaris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13201412427311976874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/31/30/3010313/22300779444905l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37457552.post-116315219500729648</id><published>2006-11-10T12:47:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T12:52:54.950+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Something looks familiar?</title><content type='html'>When i saw this picture of Rain, it reminds me of Gerald. Well, ahaha gerald do look a bit like Rain when RAIN CLOSED HIS EYES WITH HIS HEAD FACING DOWN! Otherwise, no where seems similar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1922/3415/320/200611100006_01.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Enjoy! This is a sweet picture of Rain with a month old baby. People say Rain is very proud and mean. How mean could he be if he's willing to spend time with children from orphanage. I started to think that i'm in the wrong profession. Maybe i should be in entertaiment field instead like angelina jolie and Rain. Then i'll have a lot of money to improve children lives around the world and tell them that i love them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37457552-116315219500729648?l=aestheticyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/feeds/116315219500729648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37457552&amp;postID=116315219500729648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/116315219500729648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/116315219500729648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/2006/11/something-looks-familiar.html' title='Something looks familiar?'/><author><name>littlepolaris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13201412427311976874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/31/30/3010313/22300779444905l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37457552.post-116315186242487038</id><published>2006-11-10T12:42:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T12:45:43.110+03:00</updated><title type='text'>I moved..... again ^^</title><content type='html'>Ahahaha, i moved again. Sorry for all the troubles. Cos i think the "yy" should be somewhere in the blog add, so i re-create another blog. Sorry again for all the troubles. Gomen nasai. Mi an hae.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37457552-116315186242487038?l=aestheticyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/feeds/116315186242487038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37457552&amp;postID=116315186242487038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/116315186242487038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37457552/posts/default/116315186242487038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aestheticyy.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-moved-again.html' title='I moved..... again ^^'/><author><name>littlepolaris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13201412427311976874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/31/30/3010313/22300779444905l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
