<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070334260827523179</id><updated>2009-12-18T17:04:21.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Really Really Random</title><subtitle type='html'>Just your average girl next-door who's not so average after all! Haha.

The definition of my life is fun-filled and games. What's life without that dash of sugar and spice?

Come join in my fun, and you'll think "Hey! Life's not so bleak after all!"</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramelleshakez.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070334260827523179/posts/default?orderby=updated'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramelleshakez.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Carina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144471943313353867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070334260827523179.post-29590596455230992</id><published>2009-12-18T02:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T03:23:10.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KL + Comic Fiesta 2009 + Fun</title><content type='html'>I'll be leaving for KL in 6 hours by train. Alone. Haha. Omg, I'm so nervous, I couldn't sleep! Comic Fiesta, here I come!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming back to Ipoh on Monday. A grand total of 4 days and 3 nights in KL with Foxey. Teehee ♥ We gonna try Ice Skating in our costumes. I hope I won't fall... Else, the people in SUnway are gonna get a 'nice' view of my bum. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.. Japanese school uniforms/ Sailor fukus are friggin' short!&lt;br /&gt;And Kelvin + 6AA gang are coming too. Perlu cari lubang untuk sembunyi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I'm only attending for the sake of meeting up with friends whom otherwise I wouldn't have the chance to see. I skipped last year's event. A tad regretful, seeing there seems to be new attractions, but otherwise it remains almost the same (2004-2007). Hope I won't be disappointed this year :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh right. I'll be cosplaying as Kagura from Gintama (3Z-gumi version). No doubt 90% of you readers have no clue as to whom I'm talking about haha. Google "Kagura (Gintama)" if you're curious :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GN5EzhEyrXE/SyqE4fCvGBI/AAAAAAAAAE4/9PGP3-oSUyc/s1600-h/Image009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GN5EzhEyrXE/SyqE4fCvGBI/AAAAAAAAAE4/9PGP3-oSUyc/s320/Image009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416287607806957586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GN5EzhEyrXE/SyqE4HOa1JI/AAAAAAAAAEw/2hH30YovY4s/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GN5EzhEyrXE/SyqE4HOa1JI/AAAAAAAAAEw/2hH30YovY4s/s320/Image008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416287601413510290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been sewing and sitting on the same friggin chair since 10pm... 5 hours. And counting. Back hurts like hell. 'been sewing a doll for Foxey (aka test-doll). It turned out horrible to me and my dad, but Kenneth and Cheryl think it's fine. I hope it is. Memalufying lor. So damn ugly still wan give people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His name is &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Xmas Kun!&lt;/span&gt; Got meaning behind the name k! It's pronounced as 'Ex-mass khun'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The conundrum behind Xmas Kun:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Xmas Kun = Exar Kun. I came across Exar Kun while playing &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Star Wars: Knights of the Old Republi&lt;/span&gt;c (K.o.t.O.R), and the name suck with me and just wouldn't go away.&lt;br /&gt;2. Kun = Japanese. Kun is a Japanese honorific suffix, something like our 'Mr or Mrs' kinda function. So it's roughly translated as Mr Xmas.&lt;br /&gt;3. X'mas is also the short form for Christmas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough rambling for a day. Gonna try to catch some winks, so see you guys in &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;four&lt;/span&gt; days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adieu!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070334260827523179-29590596455230992?l=caramelleshakez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramelleshakez.blogspot.com/feeds/29590596455230992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8070334260827523179&amp;postID=29590596455230992' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070334260827523179/posts/default/29590596455230992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070334260827523179/posts/default/29590596455230992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramelleshakez.blogspot.com/2009/12/kl-comic-fiesta-2009-fun.html' title='KL + Comic Fiesta 2009 + Fun'/><author><name>Carina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144471943313353867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04651997965892424405'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GN5EzhEyrXE/SyqE4fCvGBI/AAAAAAAAAE4/9PGP3-oSUyc/s72-c/Image009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070334260827523179.post-4826347596104418101</id><published>2009-12-09T16:55:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T17:46:33.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today marks the beginning...</title><content type='html'>... of a long holiday for me. I mean like, a really really long one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cuz STPM's FINALLY OVER!! Teehee. So I went around the whole school, buddies by buddies, and give 'em all a big grin and *index finger poking cheek* kinda look, going "Happy~" cheerfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No doubt many people are plotting to kill me in my sleep tonight. Incidentally, the people I preyed on were only those who still has one last remaining paper tomorrow: Chemistry/ BM paper 1 ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But enough, let's go back to the holidays. Ah yes. Holiday. A word I both adore and loath. I like holidays because it gives me authority (yes, authority) to wake up as late as I want, game all I want, and do the thing that I love best : lazing around. &lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, holidays equals an extra 8 hours in my daily life which was usually benefited/ wasted in school (depending on your person, I lean towards the latter), and I'm at lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went around looking at other people's blogs and posts, many I saw made lists of 'Things to do after STPM'. Ever the creative one, I too made my own list, albeit it's a lil boring, but at least there's something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;THINGS I'M GOING TO DO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;s&gt;(No Action, Talk Only)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;+December+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Bake cookies. LOL&lt;br /&gt;2. Prepare costume for Comic Fiesta 2009 in KL (19th-20th Dec)&lt;br /&gt;3. Go on a date with Foxey in KL&lt;br /&gt;4. Chauffeur relatives for the 12 days of X'mas&lt;br /&gt;5. Play waitress for aunt's X'mas party (should I wear a maid costume?)&lt;br /&gt;6. Pick up cooking recipes and skills from mum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;+January onwards+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Learn to swim&lt;br /&gt;8. Take up dancing classes (Latin? Doesn't matter, just wanna move my boday without looking awkward)&lt;br /&gt;9. Get a nice job with equally nice pay (not likely, but gotta do something worthwhile)&lt;br /&gt;10. Wanna volunteer to help at SPCA.&lt;br /&gt;11. Save up money for lappy/ a new phone/ Pokemon Soul Silver (DS)XD&lt;br /&gt;12. More to come soon? :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata for now! My &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;DS &lt;/span&gt;is calling teehee ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070334260827523179-4826347596104418101?l=caramelleshakez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramelleshakez.blogspot.com/feeds/4826347596104418101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8070334260827523179&amp;postID=4826347596104418101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070334260827523179/posts/default/4826347596104418101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070334260827523179/posts/default/4826347596104418101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramelleshakez.blogspot.com/2009/12/today-marks-beginning.html' title='Today marks the beginning...'/><author><name>Carina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144471943313353867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04651997965892424405'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070334260827523179.post-7309481898076770056</id><published>2009-11-29T23:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T23:36:55.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 days left</title><content type='html'>Only 10 days left till the end of STPM. Not exactly the 'ultimate freedom' for most people, but to a student who lead only a student-life so far, it's good enough :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naturally I still have papers going on, so-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Q: &lt;/span&gt;What am I doing lounging here writing shite that people don't read? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;A:&lt;/span&gt; Cuz I'm such a hopeless procrastinator, I study only at the 11th hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waa waa waa waa waa waaa~!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like a holiday yet not a holiday! My brain's confused as to what I should be doing..  Come on, who enjoys having to do hardcore revision during a supposedly long break. Okay okay, it's just my lazy streak talking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, see you guys in 10 days!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070334260827523179-7309481898076770056?l=caramelleshakez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramelleshakez.blogspot.com/feeds/7309481898076770056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8070334260827523179&amp;postID=7309481898076770056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070334260827523179/posts/default/7309481898076770056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070334260827523179/posts/default/7309481898076770056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramelleshakez.blogspot.com/2009/11/why-hello.html' title='10 days left'/><author><name>Carina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144471943313353867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04651997965892424405'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070334260827523179.post-3133637000422379972</id><published>2009-09-02T20:51:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T00:34:29.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My World Ends With You (and STPM)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mood:&lt;/span&gt; Incognito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Music player: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's So Wonderful - TWEWY OST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;*ignore the fact that I jacked the title (so uncreative) from the DS game "The World Ends With You" (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Joshua &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Joshua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;Joshuaaa!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;JoshuaXNeku!! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;), imma running a lil high from all the gaming and exams ohoho*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes yesssssss... I'm suppose to be studying now, but ahah! Here's the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;loop-hole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;suppose to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Sigh, I alread had a blog entry planned in my head just moments ago when I was in the shower, but now that I'm all fresh and fragrant, I forgot what I'd wanted to pen. *shrugs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And I feel like I'm jumping from sentence to sentence. Isn't that just annoying? It's as though I'm not making any sense to what I'm saying. Oh gosh, help me!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I couldn't sleep, I couldn't even concentrate in completing a task properly - be it studying, reading a book, working out and blogging! I'm not exactly anxious over the Trial exam (even though I'm not exactly passing it with flying colours either)...  Hell, everyone around me looks like the grim reaper just knocked on their doorstep. On the otherhand, I'm so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;selamba, &lt;/span&gt;sitting there kicking my legs, watching people study their feet off, while I just nod and smile. SO WHY CAN'T I FRIGGIN GO TA SLEEP LIEK A NORMAL PERSON HUH??!! I hate you, Insomnia! If I were to paint a capriccio of you, it would be titled&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt; "The Enigmatic Insomnia and the Hungry Gay Crocodile" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And it doesn't help that the people I wanna talk to are either too busy studying, emo-ing or both. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Oh and did I mention I lost what little social skills I have? &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I can barely carry a decent conversation with anyone nowadays, most I do is laugh or just keep quiet. Argh!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That's it... &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;NEW RESOLUTION!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;After Trials, I'm gonna study my arse off (harhar), attain my ability to speak coherently and in an engaging manner again, and most importantly... Pamper myself and forego thoughts of giving my all to people who don't return it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lol, I have a feeling I'll wanna delete this post after a good night's sleep... I guess I AM stressed. However nonchalant I may look. Probably PMS too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tsk tsk, I guess you don't know me so well after all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GN5EzhEyrXE/Sp53GST2MLI/AAAAAAAAAEg/ZaAf-Kjsoxw/s1600-h/LOL_AIDS_by_Zilleniose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 278px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GN5EzhEyrXE/Sp53GST2MLI/AAAAAAAAAEg/ZaAf-Kjsoxw/s320/LOL_AIDS_by_Zilleniose.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376865955004952754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070334260827523179-3133637000422379972?l=caramelleshakez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramelleshakez.blogspot.com/feeds/3133637000422379972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8070334260827523179&amp;postID=3133637000422379972' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070334260827523179/posts/default/3133637000422379972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070334260827523179/posts/default/3133637000422379972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramelleshakez.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-world-ends-with-stpm.html' title='My World Ends With You (and STPM)'/><author><name>Carina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144471943313353867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04651997965892424405'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GN5EzhEyrXE/Sp53GST2MLI/AAAAAAAAAEg/ZaAf-Kjsoxw/s72-c/LOL_AIDS_by_Zilleniose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070334260827523179.post-1851230844597511471</id><published>2009-05-28T21:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T01:00:28.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Auction?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm soooooo bloody bored, mushrooms are growing on my head! And holidays have not even started yet!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Much as I'm dying to 'go out there and do something', my lazy arse is still stuck to the couch. And &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ken's&lt;/span&gt; not interested in going out either. B-b-b-b-uuuuu~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Everyone's making plans to go here and there, and I'm skipping it all to save munneh to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;get married&lt;/span&gt;!! :D HAHAHA. Not just me alone. Both Kelvin and I are saving up for our marriage, but no, we're &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; getting married to each other. We are gonna individually&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt; MARRY the NintendoDSi&lt;/span&gt; (NDSi) &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Was hoping to get good results as a leverage to get dad to pay for the NDSi for me first (can't wait to put my hands on you babe), but I guess that's a null now. Fuuh. I phailed &gt;3&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;auctioning&lt;/span&gt;! I'm willing to sell ANY part of my boday starting from &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;RM600 &lt;/span&gt;;p Haha. Highest bidder of course, will get moi as your prized treasure. If not, just get me the console and I'll marry you babe! LOL. Not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cuz I'm already tagged&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070334260827523179-1851230844597511471?l=caramelleshakez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramelleshakez.blogspot.com/feeds/1851230844597511471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8070334260827523179&amp;postID=1851230844597511471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070334260827523179/posts/default/1851230844597511471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070334260827523179/posts/default/1851230844597511471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramelleshakez.blogspot.com/2009/05/auction.html' title='Auction?'/><author><name>Carina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144471943313353867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04651997965892424405'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070334260827523179.post-9115966816304363166</id><published>2009-04-26T01:59:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T03:06:22.275+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MUET'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love bite'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo photo photo'/><title type='text'>MUET... Gone. Band 6? Aihz, fck la.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think the heading is pretty much self-explanatory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2nd time in my life I screwed up an English paper, it HAD to be during the MUET exam.&lt;br /&gt;And the first being the MUET Trials.&lt;br /&gt;Either my luck's that bad or I'm not that good after all...&lt;br /&gt;(most likely to be the latter lol)&lt;br /&gt;Okay okay, so I didn't attend those extra classes and fucked up Writing:Tast 1 for the trials, but you knowwww! *flounders about and whine*&lt;br /&gt;Okay okay, Ken says no more whining, F I N E, I shattap.&lt;br /&gt;*pouts*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GN5EzhEyrXE/SfNSEVMrWpI/AAAAAAAAACo/dwQ43p3fIhk/s1600-h/Image014.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GN5EzhEyrXE/SfNSEVMrWpI/AAAAAAAAACo/dwQ43p3fIhk/s320/Image014.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328693018472700562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was how &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I felt &lt;/span&gt;right after the paper ended.&lt;br /&gt;But Listening and Reading were otherwise alright...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to take my mind of menials like this, we &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;camwhored&lt;/span&gt; while in&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; quarantine&lt;/span&gt; for the Listening paper~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GN5EzhEyrXE/SfNZQaAP1DI/AAAAAAAAADI/YxmJb1gYL1Q/s1600-h/Image017.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GN5EzhEyrXE/SfNZQaAP1DI/AAAAAAAAADI/YxmJb1gYL1Q/s320/Image017.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328700922502566962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I do not deserve to be seen with a handsome Kelvin! X3 Nope nope nope. Ugly me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GN5EzhEyrXE/SfNeW8COQlI/AAAAAAAAADs/z0taBvfftKg/s1600-h/Image021.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GN5EzhEyrXE/SfNeW8COQlI/AAAAAAAAADs/z0taBvfftKg/s320/Image021.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328706532275012178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Our Group for the Speaking exam, coming soon on the 12th May...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, THEN! Me and Kelvin saw the most curious thing ever!&lt;br /&gt;Chee Hao had a mosquito bite... BUT! It's not just &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;any&lt;/span&gt; mosquito bite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GN5EzhEyrXE/SfNWV7UsxMI/AAAAAAAAACw/KiBX4c__ycs/s1600-h/Image022.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GN5EzhEyrXE/SfNWV7UsxMI/AAAAAAAAACw/KiBX4c__ycs/s320/Image022.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328697718811182274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's a HEART shaped mosquitoe bite! Aww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And someone said only female mosquitoes bite. Lucky~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070334260827523179-9115966816304363166?l=caramelleshakez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramelleshakez.blogspot.com/feeds/9115966816304363166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8070334260827523179&amp;postID=9115966816304363166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070334260827523179/posts/default/9115966816304363166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070334260827523179/posts/default/9115966816304363166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramelleshakez.blogspot.com/2009/04/muet-gone-band-6-aihz-fck-la.html' title='MUET... Gone. Band 6? Aihz, fck la.'/><author><name>Carina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144471943313353867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04651997965892424405'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GN5EzhEyrXE/SfNSEVMrWpI/AAAAAAAAACo/dwQ43p3fIhk/s72-c/Image014.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070334260827523179.post-3171144385503054915</id><published>2009-04-18T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T00:09:37.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ROFL!! Dear...</title><content type='html'>Dear Kenneth,&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know how to tell you this, I'm selling myself for candy . I think I realized it when I saw the purple monkey when we skinny dipped in the bathtub and I saw you carve your initials into my father. I'm sure you're cowardly enough to understand that I get turned on only by garbage men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm returning your toe ring to you, but I'll keep your photo with the moustache drawn on it as a memory.&lt;br /&gt;You should also know that I am better off without you and I'm scratching my butt as you read this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss my butt,&lt;br /&gt;Carina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Here's how you do it:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear (someone you recently talked to),&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know how to tell you this,(1). I think I realized it (2)(3) and&lt;br /&gt;I saw you (4)(5). I'm sure you're (6) enough to understand (7).&lt;br /&gt;I'm returning your (8) to you, but I'll keep (9) as a memory.&lt;br /&gt;You should also know that I (10) and (11).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(12),&lt;br /&gt;Name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) What's the color of your shirt?&lt;br /&gt;Blue - I'm in love with your cat&lt;br /&gt;Red - Our affair is over&lt;br /&gt;White - I’m joining the Convent&lt;br /&gt;Black -Our romance is over&lt;br /&gt;Green- Our socks don't match&lt;br /&gt;Grey - You're a leprechaun&lt;br /&gt;Yellow - I'm selling myself for candy&lt;br /&gt;Pink - Your nostrils are insulting&lt;br /&gt;Brown - The mafia wants you&lt;br /&gt;No shirt - Purple hedgehogs want to destroy you&lt;br /&gt;Other -I dislike your eyelashes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Which is your birth month?&lt;br /&gt;January - That night you picked your nose&lt;br /&gt;February -When I quoted Forrest Gump&lt;br /&gt;March - When your dwarf bit me&lt;br /&gt;April - When I tripped on peanut butter&lt;br /&gt;May - When I threw up in your sock drawer&lt;br /&gt;June - When you put cuffs on me&lt;br /&gt;July – When I saw the purple monkey&lt;br /&gt;August - When you smacked my ass&lt;br /&gt;September - Last year when you peed your pants&lt;br /&gt;October - When we skinny dipped in the bathtub&lt;br /&gt;November - When your dog humped my leg&lt;br /&gt;December - When I finally changed my underwear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Which food do you prefer?&lt;br /&gt;Tacos - When we skinny dipped in the bathtub&lt;br /&gt;Chicken- In your car&lt;br /&gt;Pasta - Outside of your office&lt;br /&gt;Hamburgers - Under the bus&lt;br /&gt;Salad – As you were eating Kraft Dinner&lt;br /&gt;Lasagna - In your closet&lt;br /&gt;Kebab - With Jean Chrétien&lt;br /&gt;Fish - In a clown suit&lt;br /&gt;Sandwiches - At the Elton John concert&lt;br /&gt;Pizza - At the mental hospital&lt;br /&gt;Hot dog - Under a street light&lt;br /&gt;Annat- With George Bush and Stephen Harper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) What's the color of your socks?&lt;br /&gt;Yellow - Ignore&lt;br /&gt;Red - Put whipped cream on&lt;br /&gt;Black - Hit on&lt;br /&gt;Blue - Knock out&lt;br /&gt;Purple - Pour syrup on&lt;br /&gt;White - Carve your initials into&lt;br /&gt;Grey - Pull the clothes off&lt;br /&gt;Brown - bit of&lt;br /&gt;Orange - Castrate&lt;br /&gt;Pink - Pull the pants off of&lt;br /&gt;Barefoot - Sit on&lt;br /&gt;Other - Drive over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) What's the color of your underwear?&lt;br /&gt;Black - My boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;White - My father&lt;br /&gt;Grey – The Catholic Priest&lt;br /&gt;Brown – The Montreal Canadian’s goalie&lt;br /&gt;Purple - My corned beef hash&lt;br /&gt;Red – My knee caps&lt;br /&gt;Blue - My salt-beef bucket&lt;br /&gt;Yellow - My illegitimate child in Ghana&lt;br /&gt;Orange - My Blink 182 cd&lt;br /&gt;Pink – My ‘My Little Pony’ collection&lt;br /&gt;Other --The elephant in the corner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) What do you prefer to watch on TV?&lt;br /&gt;One Tree Hill - Senile&lt;br /&gt;Heroes- Frostbitten&lt;br /&gt;Lost - High&lt;br /&gt;Simpsons- Cowardly&lt;br /&gt;The news - Scarred&lt;br /&gt;American Idol - Masochistic&lt;br /&gt;Family Guy - Open&lt;br /&gt;Top Model - Bitchy&lt;br /&gt;Annat -shamed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Your mood right now?&lt;br /&gt;Happy - How awful you are&lt;br /&gt;Sad - How boring you are&lt;br /&gt;Bored - That I get turned on only by garbage men&lt;br /&gt;Angry - That your smell makes me vomit&lt;br /&gt;Depressed – That we’re related&lt;br /&gt;Excited - That I may pee my pants&lt;br /&gt;Nervous - The middle-east is planning their revenge on you&lt;br /&gt;Worried - That your Ford sucks&lt;br /&gt;Apathetic - That you need a sex-change&lt;br /&gt;Silly - That I'm allergic to your earlobes&lt;br /&gt;Cuddly - That Santa doesn't exist&lt;br /&gt;Ashamed - That there is no solution to you being a dumb kid&lt;br /&gt;Other - That your driving sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) What's the color of your walls in your bedroom?&lt;br /&gt;White - Your toe ring&lt;br /&gt;Yellow - Your love letters to me&lt;br /&gt;Red - The pictures from Vegas&lt;br /&gt;Black - Your pet rock&lt;br /&gt;Blue - The couch cushions&lt;br /&gt;Green - Your car&lt;br /&gt;Orange - Your false teeth&lt;br /&gt;Brown - Your nose hair clippers&lt;br /&gt;Grey - Our matching snoopy underwear&lt;br /&gt;Purple - Your old New Kids on the Block blanket&lt;br /&gt;Pink - The cut toenails&lt;br /&gt;Other - Your Hannah Montana underwear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) The first letter of your first name?&lt;br /&gt;A/B - My virginity&lt;br /&gt;C/D - Your photo with the moustache drawn on it&lt;br /&gt;E/F - Your neighbors dog&lt;br /&gt;G/H - The oil tank from your car&lt;br /&gt;I/J - Your left ear&lt;br /&gt;K/L - The results of that blood-sample&lt;br /&gt;M/N - Your glass eye&lt;br /&gt;O/P - My common sense&lt;br /&gt;Q/R - Your mom&lt;br /&gt;S/T - Your collection of butterflies&lt;br /&gt;U/V - Your criminal record&lt;br /&gt;W/X – Your sucide note&lt;br /&gt;Y/Z - Your credit cards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) The last letter in your last name?&lt;br /&gt;A/B - Love your sweet, sweet ass&lt;br /&gt;C/D - Always will remember the pep talks&lt;br /&gt;E/F -Never will forget that night&lt;br /&gt;G/H – Will not tell the authorites that you stole the whale from the backyard.&lt;br /&gt;I/J – Mocked you behind your back constantly&lt;br /&gt;K/L - Hate your cooking&lt;br /&gt;M/N - Told in my confession today about the moose poaching&lt;br /&gt;O/P - Told my psychiatrist about the bruises&lt;br /&gt;Q/R - Always wanted to break your legs&lt;br /&gt;S/T - Get sick when I think of your feet&lt;br /&gt;U/V - Will try to forget that you broke my heart&lt;br /&gt;W/X - Haven’t showered in a month&lt;br /&gt;Y/Z – am better off without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) What do you prefer to drink?&lt;br /&gt;Wine- Our friendship is ruined&lt;br /&gt;Soft drink – I’m off to lead a new life as a lemon&lt;br /&gt;Soda – I will haunt you when I’m reincarnated as an Eskimo&lt;br /&gt;Milk - The apartment building is on fire&lt;br /&gt;Water – I'm scratching my butt as you read this&lt;br /&gt;Cider– I have a passionate interest for mice&lt;br /&gt;Juice – You ruined my attempts at another world war&lt;br /&gt;Mineral/Vitamin water – You should get that embarrassing rash checked&lt;br /&gt;Hot chocolate – Your Cucumber-fetishism is weird&lt;br /&gt;Whiskey - I love Oprah Winfrey&lt;br /&gt;Beer – Thanks for the Cocaine&lt;br /&gt;Other – you should stop picking your nose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) To which country would you prefer to go on a vacation?&lt;br /&gt;Thailand – Warm tingly sensations&lt;br /&gt;Australia - Best of luck on the sex change&lt;br /&gt;France - Love always&lt;br /&gt;Spain - With tears of sadness&lt;br /&gt;China – You make me sick&lt;br /&gt;Germany – Please don’t hurt me&lt;br /&gt;Japan - Go milk a cow&lt;br /&gt;Greece - Your everlasting enemy&lt;br /&gt;USA - Greetings to your frog Leonard&lt;br /&gt;Egypt – Kiss my butt&lt;br /&gt;England - Go drown yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun people! 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Dear...'/><author><name>Carina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144471943313353867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04651997965892424405'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8070334260827523179.post-2077930079557362048</id><published>2009-04-04T20:28:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T21:15:32.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Howdy hoo~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Yellow &lt;/span&gt;people~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;I just realized my poor blog site has been abandoned for 3 months @@&lt;br /&gt;I don't deserve to have a page!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not much of a blog person... But lately, I've been so inspired by others and their lovely blogs, I just have to post something here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a summary of somethings resembling interesting which I did in the past 4 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;First off&lt;/span&gt;, there was the GBP trip to Clearwater Resort during the March holidays&lt;br /&gt;-us excos and Pn. Lim herself-&lt;br /&gt;It was fun, and Pn. Lim was so generous with paying for our bike trips and lunch. I wore safety equipments for the first time in my life (usually I just scoot off in my bike at home w/o a care 'bout protection), and boy do I look silly (but it's nice in a way :D) in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GN5EzhEyrXE/SddakTcPNBI/AAAAAAAAACI/Ue42m6DRpFI/s1600-h/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GN5EzhEyrXE/SddakTcPNBI/AAAAAAAAACI/Ue42m6DRpFI/s320/Image005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320821064502031378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I forgot to bring swim suits though, so I couldn't join BK for a swim. But I had a nice shot of Kar Wai hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GN5EzhEyrXE/SddbGAqYLxI/AAAAAAAAACQ/W5PVLzAXVxs/s1600-h/Image012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GN5EzhEyrXE/SddbGAqYLxI/AAAAAAAAACQ/W5PVLzAXVxs/s320/Image012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320821643576618770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I'm sorry Kaka~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised not to post in Facebook, but this is just a blog maa XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, there was Friday, when dad took us to a newly opened shop for dinner in Bercham, nearby or house area. It belongs to our neighbour. What's really cool bout the shop i that they serve BBQ and grilling instead of the contemporary meals XD Kinda like Moven Peak, minus the pots, add in the BBQ grills. Love it! Never had so much beef in my life before. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not advertising or anything, but it's really a fun and cool way to have dinner with friends. Just make sure there are no toddlers in the family though. It MIGHT dampen the atmosphere a lil' ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GN5EzhEyrXE/SddcCKMspuI/AAAAAAAAACY/EVobZddDwgQ/s1600-h/Image023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GN5EzhEyrXE/SddcCKMspuI/AAAAAAAAACY/EVobZddDwgQ/s320/Image023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320822676928636642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;RM21.90 - Adults&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;RM11.90 - Children&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's pork, so it's defo not a halal place haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8070334260827523179-2077930079557362048?l=caramelleshakez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramelleshakez.blogspot.com/feeds/2077930079557362048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8070334260827523179&amp;postID=2077930079557362048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070334260827523179/posts/default/2077930079557362048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8070334260827523179/posts/default/2077930079557362048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramelleshakez.blogspot.com/2009/04/howdy-hoo.html' title='Howdy hoo~'/><author><name>Carina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144471943313353867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04651997965892424405'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GN5EzhEyrXE/SddakTcPNBI/AAAAAAAAACI/Ue42m6DRpFI/s72-c/Image005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>