<?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-19525156</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:55:13.274+10:00</updated><title type='text'>{Injecting Pizzazzy}</title><subtitle type='html'>n: dazzling style; flamboyance; vigorous spirit; flair &amp; exuberance.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>72</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-116049298295160788</id><published>2006-10-11T00:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T03:45:33.976+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Musings</title><content type='html'>Doubt seriously that anyone is really reading my blog anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that cuz I've not been blogging for the longest time. Decided to upload all my recent events pics to this online photo album where it saves me much writing. People don't say "A picture speaks a thousand words" for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ednazxy.myphotoalbum.com/"&gt;www.ednazxy.myphotoalbum.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some thoughts &amp;amp; updates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I need a hair job, possibly some colour highlights or streaking&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Been skipping some classes and despise myself for not being as nonchalant about it as friend John Marsh. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Joined the SSA (Singapore Student Association) lately to make myself productive of sorts. Doing design stuff for them. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Missed church for 2 weeks. Certainly feeling lousy about it. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The thought of going home end of the year makes me amazed at how its been almost a year since i'm in Melbourne already&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And yet, being here in Melbourne makes me feel like I've been here yonkers...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Feeling good that I have not indulged in my nasty habits for the longest time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Today, I had a sudden craving for those little fried sotongs pple take with beer at zi char stalls &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My bobo has shown me consistently how blessed we are to have each other.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I always chose to get overwhelmed with emotions by things mom tells me abt back home. Almost feels like that way, I am more connected.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;An interesting conversation I had today with peimun&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;me: I feel like sometimes i have died here. If not for the phone calls or msn, there's no proof of my existence.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;pm: u're rite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;me: its like, u guys just sorta know i'm alive so everyone's doing their thing. If i died, its just minus all the contact. Yeah sure pple will be sad for awhile but i'm sure u will move on, fast...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;pm: very forgetable rite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Will end off here... don't get too affected. I am just in one of those moods...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-116049298295160788?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/116049298295160788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=116049298295160788' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/116049298295160788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/116049298295160788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2006/10/musings.html' title='Musings'/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-114173538978240726</id><published>2006-03-08T11:43:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T05:34:06.506+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Long overdue...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hey everyone! I know I've been such a slacker lately. But all will soon get better because school has finally started last week. I'm more settled in now and will not be going out so often. Which means I'll have more time home on the internet = more regular blogging!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ok without wasting too much time/space, let's head straight to the photos. Afterall, a picture does tell a thousand words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Starting from my departure on the 1st Feb... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/airport1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/airport1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My dearest aunts who always give their unflagging support. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/airport2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/airport2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My favourite gentle giants. Cousin Bruno(right), Uncle Ivan &amp;amp; his beau Helen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/airport4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/airport4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Ra-ra Cheerleaders. Sweetest girls ever...(urgh)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/airport7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/airport7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My bestest pal!! Miss her heaps~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/airport6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/airport6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last but not least, the loves of my life. Didn't think I'd miss them this much till now... Miss them terribly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN1397.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN1397.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;St Paul's Cathedral right off Swanston Street, like our Orchard Road.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN1400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN1400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mike fr Monash and myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;An amusing tale of how i met him. At the Changi Airport on the day I was leaving, as I was unloading my luggage from the car, someone from the car behind called my dad. It turns out he's a mate from work. So anyways he has a son who's headed for Melbourne as well. What a coincidence huh. (Who else, Mike lah) So i look over n saw this rather "dao" looking fella. Decided to ignore him, only realised later its just him being a sotong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On the plane, I was awakened by Sharon who said some guy spoke to her. I was like Woah! A pick up already! Here is their confusing exchange.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sharon: (making her way to the loo in semi-darkness)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;M: (Exclaims!) Hey your dad knows my dad yeah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;S: Huh?(unsure if that was the latest pick up line)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;M: Your dad drives a M6 right, the Zoom Zoom(with motion emphasis) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;S: Huh???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;M: (Sheepishly)Oh sorry, think i got the wrong person...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah, its Mike. How bizzare... I identified myself later and now we're friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/farm1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/farm1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/farm2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/farm2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cute little boys on a little farm outside Crown Casino.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN0321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN0321.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Farm Girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN1444.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN1444.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Public toliets which are fully automated. Auto doors, flushing, seat cover washing, taps, doors stay locked for maximum of 10mins b4 opening. So whoever who wants to take a crap in there, think twice about flashing your knickers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.....................................................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From here on, just continue scrolling down. Order being from arrival to most recent at bottom. Makes my life tonnes easier. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-114173538978240726?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/114173538978240726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=114173538978240726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114173538978240726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114173538978240726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2006/03/long-overdue.html' title='Long overdue...'/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-114174703697399603</id><published>2006-03-08T11:40:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T03:09:06.953+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN1439.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN1439.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Crown Casino. More intrigued by the cafes than anything else...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-114174703697399603?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/114174703697399603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=114174703697399603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114174703697399603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114174703697399603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2006/03/crown-casino.html' title=''/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-114174779666236195</id><published>2006-03-08T11:36:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T03:11:28.863+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN1457.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN1457.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The South Yarra river right next to Crown along South Bank.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-114174779666236195?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/114174779666236195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=114174779666236195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114174779666236195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114174779666236195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2006/03/south-yarra-river-right-next-to-crown.html' title=''/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-114174794082631493</id><published>2006-03-08T11:35:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T03:13:43.896+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN1463.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN1463.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;View of Flinders Station from South Yarra&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-114174794082631493?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/114174794082631493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=114174794082631493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114174794082631493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114174794082631493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2006/03/view-of-flinders-station-from-south.html' title=''/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-114174836558821568</id><published>2006-03-08T11:33:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T04:58:57.316+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN1507.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN1507.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Gate to Chinatown&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-114174836558821568?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/114174836558821568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=114174836558821568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114174836558821568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114174836558821568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2006/03/gate-to-chinatown.html' title=''/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-114174811396911201</id><published>2006-03-08T11:30:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T03:20:43.266+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN1499.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN1499.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Chinatown&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-114174811396911201?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/114174811396911201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=114174811396911201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114174811396911201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114174811396911201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2006/03/chinatown_08.html' title=''/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-114174831245684226</id><published>2006-03-08T11:28:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T03:22:06.083+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN1569.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN1569.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Flinders Station in its full glory. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I take a train from my place in Prahran to Flinders on days that I have classes. A total new experience because trains and trams here allow FOOD TO BE CONSUMED aboard! That means I usually take my breakfast while travelling to school... How cool is that huh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-114174831245684226?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/114174831245684226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=114174831245684226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114174831245684226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114174831245684226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2006/03/flinders-station-in-its-full-glory.html' title=''/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-114174873186137945</id><published>2006-03-08T11:27:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T03:44:41.463+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN1579.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN1579.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Victoria Market fresh produce section. Its huge, just like our local pasar only much bigger and cooler. Guess that's why it doesn't smell half as bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-114174873186137945?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/114174873186137945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=114174873186137945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114174873186137945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114174873186137945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2006/03/victoria-market-fresh-produce-section.html' title=''/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-114174959770326468</id><published>2006-03-08T11:20:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T03:50:11.773+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/chess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/chess.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On a lovely sunday, right outside a al fresco cafe, this is where chess enthusiasts gather to pit their skills. On the 2nd sunday i went, there was a little asian boy of say 11 who beat an older guy. Impressive! That smart kid looked like one of those fr the Brainest Kid show in sg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-114174959770326468?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/114174959770326468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=114174959770326468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114174959770326468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114174959770326468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2006/03/on-lovely-sunday-right-outside-al.html' title=''/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-114174972817230886</id><published>2006-03-08T11:18:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T03:50:35.370+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/beach1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/beach1.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Off to St Kilda's beach!!! A mere 20mins away on the tram. Although this is nothing much compared to Bondi/Gold Coast, but it beats East Coast hands down! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-114174972817230886?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/114174972817230886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=114174972817230886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114174972817230886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114174972817230886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2006/03/off-to-st-kildas-beach-mere-20mins.html' title=''/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-114174980155544116</id><published>2006-03-08T11:16:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T03:51:03.593+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/beach2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/beach2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The sidewalks made me feel like I was in Miami. Haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-114174980155544116?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/114174980155544116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=114174980155544116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114174980155544116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114174980155544116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2006/03/sidewalks-made-me-feel-like-i-was-in.html' title=''/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-114174985947099229</id><published>2006-03-08T11:14:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T03:51:58.300+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/beach6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/beach6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-114174985947099229?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/114174985947099229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=114174985947099229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114174985947099229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114174985947099229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-114175004643967997</id><published>2006-03-08T11:12:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T03:52:28.463+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN1635.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN1635.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A new watersport! Don't see this in sg. Perhaps cuz the winds aren't as strong as the ones in Melbourne.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-114175004643967997?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/114175004643967997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=114175004643967997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114175004643967997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114175004643967997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2006/03/new-watersport-dont-see-this-in-sg.html' title=''/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-114175044471820336</id><published>2006-03-08T11:10:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T03:54:55.406+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/beach5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/beach5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;clockwise: Jake, Jon, myself &amp;amp; Sharon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-114175044471820336?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/114175044471820336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=114175044471820336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114175044471820336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114175044471820336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2006/03/clockwise-jake-jon-myself-sharon.html' title=''/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-114175117172518208</id><published>2006-03-08T11:08:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T04:11:15.973+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN1641.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN1641.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&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/19525156-114175117172518208?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/114175117172518208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=114175117172518208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114175117172518208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114175117172518208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post_08.html' title=''/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-114175116133923284</id><published>2006-03-08T11:04:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T04:12:55.720+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/beach3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/beach3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;makes me go silent in awe and respect&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-114175116133923284?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/114175116133923284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=114175116133923284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114175116133923284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114175116133923284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2006/03/makes-me-go-silent-in-awe-and-respect.html' title=''/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-114175192730510291</id><published>2006-03-08T10:59:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T05:07:49.503+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN1684.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN1684.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Along St Kilda's sidewalk cafe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-114175192730510291?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/114175192730510291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=114175192730510291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114175192730510291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114175192730510291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2006/03/along-st-kildas-sidewalk-cafe.html' title=''/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-114175190398397876</id><published>2006-03-08T10:57:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T04:19:49.706+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN1702.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN1702.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Turned dark by 8.30pm so we decided to have dinner of fish and chips at the sidewalk cafes by the beach. After dinner, we had DESSERT at this vintage cake shop. The selections they have are enough to make you go into a frenzy. Umm.. shiok... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-114175190398397876?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/114175190398397876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=114175190398397876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114175190398397876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114175190398397876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2006/03/turned-dark-by-8.html' title=''/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-114175215735223315</id><published>2006-03-08T10:55:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T04:23:58.666+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN0453.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN0453.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Meet Matt, friend of Sharon who joined us for pool and beer. Cartoon fella. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-114175215735223315?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/114175215735223315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=114175215735223315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114175215735223315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114175215735223315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2006/03/meet-matt-friend-of-sharon-who-joined.html' title=''/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-114175221145945887</id><published>2006-03-08T10:53:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T04:24:27.760+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN1486.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN1486.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;severely deprived of Indomee here. So when there's a sale... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-114175221145945887?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/114175221145945887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=114175221145945887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114175221145945887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114175221145945887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2006/03/severely-deprived-of-indomee-here.html' title=''/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-114175254781036016</id><published>2006-03-08T10:52:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T04:30:25.976+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN0560.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN0560.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Street art aka grafitti or as they call it in sg, vadalism. *bleah*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-114175254781036016?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/114175254781036016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=114175254781036016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114175254781036016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114175254781036016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2006/03/street-art-aka-grafitti-or-as-they.html' title=''/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-114175243967729902</id><published>2006-03-08T10:51:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T04:30:04.783+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN0416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN0416.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Street art must have street style to go along... --&gt; Simply boliao waiting outside school... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-114175243967729902?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/114175243967729902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=114175243967729902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114175243967729902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114175243967729902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2006/03/simply-boliao-waiting-outside-school.html' title=''/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-114174883797298490</id><published>2006-03-08T10:50:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T04:31:31.763+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN1525.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN1525.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After much waiting, its time for food!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dinner with the idp gang at Lygon Street, also known as the "Little Italy" in Melbourne. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-114174883797298490?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/114174883797298490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=114174883797298490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114174883797298490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114174883797298490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2006/03/after-much-waiting-its-time-for.html' title=''/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-114174935243982530</id><published>2006-03-08T10:48:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T04:28:17.780+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/lygon1.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/lygon1.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To die for Gelati... Been stuffing ourselves with so much Gelati here so thank goodness its all 97% fat-free!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-114174935243982530?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/114174935243982530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=114174935243982530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114174935243982530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114174935243982530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2006/03/to-die-for-gelati.html' title=''/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-114175317107537007</id><published>2006-03-08T10:46:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T04:43:25.193+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN1689.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN1689.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pam and myself outside the Parliament House off eh... Spring St i think? Or was it Exhibition St??? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-114175317107537007?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/114175317107537007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=114175317107537007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114175317107537007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114175317107537007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2006/03/pam-and-myself-outside-parliament.html' title=''/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-114175285311983997</id><published>2006-03-08T10:46:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T04:41:40.813+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN1611.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN1611.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; A night out at HonkyTongs with the guys -cool electrico club. Not sure abt the spelling tho. Extreme right: Vincent, old time mate &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-114175285311983997?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/114175285311983997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=114175285311983997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114175285311983997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114175285311983997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2006/03/night-out-at-honkytongs-with-guys-cool.html' title=''/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-114175312896962249</id><published>2006-03-08T10:42:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T04:42:47.236+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN1719.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN1719.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At Fitzroy Park just beside the Melbourne Museum. Didn't get there in time so Pam and myself took a nap on the grass. Simply lovely. Until an ant crawled into my ear. Drama drama and finally forced it out. Any second later and I would have hung my dried apple snack on ear to lure the bugger out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-114175312896962249?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/114175312896962249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=114175312896962249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114175312896962249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114175312896962249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2006/03/at-fitzroy-park-just-beside-melbourne.html' title=''/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-114175322309087112</id><published>2006-03-08T10:41:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T04:44:29.780+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN1701.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN1701.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gorgeous cathedral. Think it is way over a hundred years old. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-114175322309087112?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/114175322309087112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=114175322309087112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114175322309087112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114175322309087112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2006/03/gorgeous-cathedral.html' title=''/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-114175296740660055</id><published>2006-03-08T10:40:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T04:42:15.600+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN1708.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN1708.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thought this picture would make a perfect horror setting. Some quick photoshop here n yeah, it creeps me out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-114175296740660055?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/114175296740660055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=114175296740660055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114175296740660055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114175296740660055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2006/03/thought-this-picture-would-make.html' title=''/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-114175356697156277</id><published>2006-03-08T10:39:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T04:53:55.300+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/all1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/all1.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Valentine's Day!! A night out for all the lonely souls in Melbourne at Lygon again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-114175356697156277?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/114175356697156277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=114175356697156277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114175356697156277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114175356697156277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2006/03/valentines-day-night-out-for-all.html' title=''/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-114175394609417028</id><published>2006-03-08T10:37:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T04:54:53.070+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN1607.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN1607.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sharon dumping her trash in the bin....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-114175394609417028?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/114175394609417028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=114175394609417028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114175394609417028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114175394609417028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2006/03/sharon-dumping-her-trash-in-bin.html' title=''/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-114175392255749820</id><published>2006-03-08T10:37:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T04:54:20.496+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN1598.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN1598.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ron, myself and Ivan who's from hgk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-114175392255749820?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/114175392255749820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=114175392255749820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114175392255749820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114175392255749820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2006/03/ron-myself-and-ivan-whos-from-hgk.html' title=''/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-114175397712892622</id><published>2006-03-08T10:35:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T04:55:34.653+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN1608.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN1608.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;only to realise it's not a bin after all. Its a bloody heater. *hahaha*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-114175397712892622?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/114175397712892622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=114175397712892622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114175397712892622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114175397712892622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2006/03/only-to-realise-its-not-bin-after-all.html' title=''/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-114175505853114830</id><published>2006-03-08T09:03:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T05:12:46.380+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN1765.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN1765.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Birthday boy Adrian - cheeky fella who smeared choc sauce on me.... Who's birthday was it supposed to be man...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-114175505853114830?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/114175505853114830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=114175505853114830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114175505853114830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114175505853114830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2006/03/birthday-boy-adrian-cheeky-fella-who.html' title=''/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-114175476924269314</id><published>2006-03-08T09:00:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T05:10:33.403+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN1766.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN1766.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My stupid timer... Well, at least my back is in the picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-114175476924269314?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/114175476924269314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=114175476924269314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114175476924269314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114175476924269314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-stupid-timer.html' title=''/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-114175531769510152</id><published>2006-03-08T05:05:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T05:20:21.613+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN1734.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN1734.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Headed out to Ikea and stopped by Pacific House in Richmond(suburbs) for dinner. The roast duck is really good! Transported me to hgk. Vintage old styled eatery with flourescent scribbled menu pasted all over walls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-114175531769510152?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/114175531769510152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=114175531769510152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114175531769510152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114175531769510152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2006/03/headed-out-to-ikea-and-stopped-by.html' title=''/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-114175539407598211</id><published>2006-03-08T05:04:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T05:21:51.313+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN1661.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN1661.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Apartment hunting. Penthouse apartment with such a fabulous view! How nice...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-114175539407598211?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/114175539407598211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=114175539407598211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114175539407598211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114175539407598211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2006/03/apartment-hunting.html' title=''/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-114175552209974130</id><published>2006-03-08T05:03:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T05:22:24.593+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN1675.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN1675.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Simon here brought me and Sharon to a local indie club. Way cool! Love the hippies there and the music was so unreal! Quirky pple everywhere... Not ure usual touristy asian spot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-114175552209974130?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/114175552209974130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=114175552209974130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114175552209974130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114175552209974130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2006/03/simon-here-brought-me-and-sharon-to.html' title=''/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-114175554455570970</id><published>2006-03-08T05:02:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T05:23:01.710+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN1674.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN1674.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pam and the guys joined us awhile later...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-114175554455570970?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/114175554455570970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=114175554455570970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114175554455570970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114175554455570970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2006/03/pam-and-guys-joined-us-awhile-later.html' title=''/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-114175556622728367</id><published>2006-03-08T05:01:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T05:23:26.703+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN1668.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN1668.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hanwei, Vinnie and myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-114175556622728367?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/114175556622728367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=114175556622728367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114175556622728367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114175556622728367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2006/03/hanwei-vinnie-and-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-114175558396933850</id><published>2006-03-08T05:00:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T05:23:58.273+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN1677.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN1677.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The silly boys after a tad too much beer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-114175558396933850?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/114175558396933850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=114175558396933850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114175558396933850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114175558396933850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2006/03/silly-boys-after-tad-too-much-beer.html' title=''/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-114175459432307245</id><published>2006-03-08T04:59:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T05:26:39.063+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Gonna end off this blog with someone I grew to love very much in Melbourne. He listens to me when no one does, spends time by my side... Truly the love of my life for now. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Toby Koh is his name.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/tobz2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/tobz2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My darling Toby on sleepy days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-114175459432307245?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/114175459432307245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=114175459432307245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114175459432307245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114175459432307245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2006/03/gonna-end-off-this-blog-with-someone-i.html' title=''/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-114175465707615440</id><published>2006-03-08T04:58:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T05:26:57.620+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/tobz3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/tobz3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tobz when he's feeling happy. Makes me wanna smile too whenever i see this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-114175465707615440?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/114175465707615440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=114175465707615440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114175465707615440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114175465707615440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2006/03/tobz-when-hes-feeling-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-114175470514018342</id><published>2006-03-08T04:57:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T05:38:32.326+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/toby4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/toby4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Toby in his trendiest getup. Isn't he adorable!!! Damn cute huh...Love him to smithers...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally, off to bed! Took me like 5 hours to blog this incredibly long post can... Freaking tired now. Got afternoon classes tom and getting a new hp to replace my lost V3. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gonna be a gd day! Bonsua!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-114175470514018342?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/114175470514018342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=114175470514018342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114175470514018342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114175470514018342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2006/03/toby-in-his-trendiest-getup.html' title=''/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-114027627653673770</id><published>2006-02-19T02:10:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T02:24:36.550+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Reached Melbourne on 1st Feb!!! Sorry for very late blog...</title><content type='html'>First and foremost, a huge HELLO to you guys! Been in Melbourne for about 17 days so far and it's been fabulous! Everything is more or less settled and that is why i took so long to post anything at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch out for a visual feast as I will be bombing the blog with photos and more more photos. My new place is situated at Chapel Street in Prahran, Melbourne. Its a fabulous modern townhouse with all the conveniences I could possibly need right at my doorstep. There is also a cute dog, TOby is his name, will post his pictures later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIght now, I am posting a short clip on my new place here. Hopefully that is gonna put an end to the incessant questions and worrying. Will come back with all the pictures tomorrow! Gotta sleep now, going to church tomorrow early morning. Night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_3H3kKQ4czo" width="400" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-114027627653673770?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/114027627653673770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=114027627653673770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114027627653673770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114027627653673770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2006/02/reached-melbourne-on-1st-feb-sorry-for.html' title='Reached Melbourne on 1st Feb!!! Sorry for very late blog...'/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-114027486721067566</id><published>2006-02-19T01:57:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T04:58:09.430+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Eye Candy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not suitable for children under ages of 12. Parental guidance is advised.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed name="MediaPlayer" src="http://www.metacafe.com/play/72312/nissan.asx?emailClientType=" width="380" height="370" type="application/x-mplayer2" allowscriptaccess="never" showstatusbar="1" showcontrols="1" autostart="1" timestamp="2006-02-16%2014:02:17"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eye candy for the guys. This ad helms from Africa. Guys, keep your eyeballs close to you!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-114027486721067566?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/114027486721067566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=114027486721067566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114027486721067566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/114027486721067566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2006/02/eye-candy.html' title='Eye Candy'/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-113877239889605077</id><published>2006-02-01T13:39:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T16:46:02.183+11:00</updated><title type='text'>The day has finally arrived</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vEWLwz6JRNE" width="400" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It's amazing what people would do for free things. Chinese people never fail to surprise me. (Video link kindly sent by Jarek-pronouced "Ya-rek", hmm a guy who never fails to make good use of his working hours.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;..................................................................&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The day has finally come that I would leave home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;For the first time in my life, away for months at a go.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mixed feelings well up in me, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;restless with the excitement of a new life awaiting me,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;sadden by the people I have to leave behind&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Too much drama you might say,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But hey, a girl's entitled to her reminiscing ways.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So goodbye to all my dearest friends,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;who have stood by me in good stead.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Forget not this online diary, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;read it faithfully so you'll know of my life's little stories.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;..................................................................&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;No idea when will be my next blog. So till then, see ya fellas and wish me a good flight!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-113877239889605077?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/113877239889605077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=113877239889605077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/113877239889605077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/113877239889605077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2006/02/day-has-finally-arrived.html' title='The day has finally arrived'/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-113868150516583584</id><published>2006-01-31T15:25:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T19:24:32.536+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Pack, pack and away!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yes, its that dreaded task. PACKING. Each time before going on a trip, isn't it the packing process that we wished we could skip? Just fast forward it to the trip itself already and spare me the torture. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Especially when this time round, I'll be away for awhile. Thus the usually already tedious packing process now escalates many times fold to a major disaster. Which you will see from the pictures I took of my room after the sg-melb001 blew over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/pk1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/pk1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;In the beginning, things were strangely easier. Just taking out what I wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/pk2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/pk2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;That is until it got too much to handle...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/pk3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/pk3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Looking at the stuff I have to leave behind....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/pk4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/pk4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Then it got extremely hard for me. THE ELIMINATION PROCESS took days. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Deciding what I should NOT bring is the hardest! I eventually categorised my clothes as you can see here. Even then, it was still exceeding the 30kg I am allowed to board with. *groans* The many shoes and bags I had to leave behind pains me... They are pleading with me every single time i open that closet. *sigh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/pk5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/pk5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Finally I packed it in. Though it could not be closed as yet. But I take pride in how I've managed to squeeze my entire closet into this tiny pigeon hole. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;But I forgot to mention that I still have another 3 hand-luggages to check in. So dead. Gonna need some help from Sharon and Jon. Hoping they travel light. *fingers crossed*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.................................................................&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Met many friends over the past week. Mostly just to catch up a little since its gonna be awhile since i'll be seeing you guys soon. There are friends I wanted to meet but did not get to do so. But hey, that cool, we can always meet up come dec ya! Hmm, what else...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Oh yes, met up Audrey, Grace and Mag for dinner, drinks(+munchies) and supper. HOW FAT is that gonna make us! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;First dinner at Crystal Jade Express, then drinks and nachos at The Balcony and the Newton!!!! Ultimate right... But it can't be helped. I need my fair share of local delights before i succumb to the meaty huge portions in Melbourne. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN1213.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN1213.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The girls having drinks at The Balcony. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN1216.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN1216.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Grace and myself &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN1222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN1222.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Then someone started pretending she was a babe at a car show...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN1221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN1221.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Then it caught on and if you cant beat em', u join em'.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.............................................................&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Fond memories that I seek to cherish, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;a new beginning I can't wait to explore,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;interwining emotions that threaten to overwhlem me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Took a long time travelling down this road,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;fearless for I know He has it all planned,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;forging ahead with His loving hands.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-113868150516583584?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/113868150516583584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=113868150516583584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/113868150516583584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/113868150516583584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2006/01/pack-pack-and-away.html' title='Pack, pack and away!'/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-113839269910457166</id><published>2006-01-28T04:15:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T07:17:50.840+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Laptops for sale, anyone?</title><content type='html'>Calling out to anyone who is frustrated because his/her laptop is getting slower and slower. Go get a new set! Laptops are cheap these days. Better still get a imac!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if anybody is interested in selling away their used, -not battered- laptops, feel free to contact me!!! My dad just needs it for basic internet functions and probably msn so that we can chat online. Awww..... hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Email me at &lt;a href="mailto:click_edna@hotmail.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;click_edna@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; because I'll be leaving on the 1st of Feb which means hp will be suspended!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/e1VbKC_IX_U"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/e1VbKC_IX_U" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And no... this is not why I'm getting my dad a laptop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hope it made those who are getting a new pc think twice. *grins*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Back to my seemingly endless packing. Night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-113839269910457166?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/113839269910457166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=113839269910457166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/113839269910457166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/113839269910457166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2006/01/laptops-for-sale-anyone.html' title='Laptops for sale, anyone?'/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-113839076905958022</id><published>2006-01-27T03:43:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T07:12:00.310+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Bleeding from the eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Got my pay last week!!! Finally. After surviving on charity and scrimping and saving I can now see my efforts repaid in 'gold'. Well, after deducting the amount I have to pay for my digicam plus all the nitty gritty stuff, there's still a gd amount left. So what did I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I busted a huge part of it on SHOPPING! What else did u expect. Well actually, I spent most of that huge part on sunglasses. I couldn't believe it myself. Check these shades out and tell me that they ARE worth it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/shades.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/shades.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hmm... Which one should i get?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Let me do a brief introduction to each of the contestants in the running. (Clockwise from the left)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) Salvatore Ferragamo. Black with white rims and diamonte details. Very quaint and vintage. Great for funky look.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) Christian Dior. Gold rimmed with diamonte details on top. Nice see-through quality with that added bling bling effect. Great for everyday wear.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) Salvatore Ferragamo. Purple frame with diamonte details. Lenses are gorgeous going from dark purple to maroon. Very chic and glam. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4) Gucci. Light champagne gold rims with light brown lenses. Special feature would be the the side rim extends out from bottom of lens instead of usual top. (Cant see fr the pic i think)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5) Versus Versace. Very lightweight and bendable. Shades from glare very well. Great for the outdoors.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So which one did i get? Major dilemma as this is considered a major investment for a scrooge like me. But I am taking into consideration the sun in Australia and the fact tt I'm gonna need better shades for everyday/outdoor activities. [Hahaha, actually its just another excuse for me to splurge and pamper myself after all the hard work.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TADA!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/shades2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/shades2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;In the end, I chose these 2 pairs. Everyday and sporting. Perfect isn't it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Yes, i know, 2 pairs!!!! Sigh... My heart is bleeding at the huge dip in my account now. But no regrets. I've always gotten the pasar malam kinda glasess. Even my best pair now is just one from Mango. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Which isn't all that comfortable and give me headaches from time to time. Either that or the ground seems strangely far away at times. Have trouble putting my feet down in the right places. Hahahaha. Or maybe its just me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;But one word of advice to all the pasar malam shade users out there: Take good care of your eyes for they are the windows to your soul. Don't spoil them with lousy shades that make you uncomfortable and squint. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;You either get headaches, fall or worse get WRINKLES from all that squinting! I swear! Too much squinting creates wrinkling. So invest in a better pair of shades that will block out the glare. I've never realised the difference in comfort good shades can make. And now i'm a CONVERT! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/3921-000075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/3921-000075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Trash out the wrinkle-inducing crap right this instant. You don't wanna end up like this.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I know I'm right... The results will show in about 10 years time. Tata~ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-113839076905958022?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/113839076905958022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=113839076905958022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/113839076905958022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/113839076905958022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2006/01/bleeding-from-eyes.html' title='Bleeding from the eyes'/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-113830819449025663</id><published>2006-01-25T05:20:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T07:20:13.770+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Musings of a Chinaman</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;Chinatown as always been a 'Place of Interest' to me. Nevermind that the government is trying to appeal to more tourists with all the commercialisation. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Still, I have always liked the place. Even more so during the CNY crowd, which gets pretty frustrating most times. But that too has its charm. And I never fail to walk away from Chinatown without thinking how glad I am to be a part of this heritage. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Checked out Chinatown during its New Year bustle last saturday and boy was I wrong about it being less crowded as compared to CNY. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/ct1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/ct1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;By day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/ct2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/ct2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;By night&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/ct3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/ct3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Array of sweet preserved lotus roots n couple of other stuff I have never tried before. Hahaha.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Below, waxed foods like chinese sausages and waxed chicken, duck, chinese ham, etc.&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, a short digression. I once received an email that featured the wax foods from China. Guess what did they have, a waxed dog!!! Yes, a freaking whole dog complete with a head n a snout!!! How fucking gross is that... Ewwww, chinese can be scary people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/ct4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/ct4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/ct5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/ct5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/ct6.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/ct6.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Some funky looking fruits I only see during cny.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Btw, check out the flow of colours. Lovely isn't it?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/ct7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/ct7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The famous German and his many sausages. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/ct8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/ct8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yummy i must say! Now, now, don't start...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/ct9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/ct9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;What were you thinking, that was just the appetiser can... Now I'm talkin'...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/ct10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/ct10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Midway through our sumptious dinner it started pouring cats and dogs. Hmm, never really understood this. Why not raining rats and cats, or monkeys and bananas...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, u can see mag squirming away from the rain. But i still think she looks more preoccupied with what's on her plate. Haha... we were like 2 idiots trying to eat the fastest we could with the rain blowing on our faces and our sambal stingray. *sniffs*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/ct11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/ct11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The suddenly desolated street&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/ct12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/ct12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cuttlefish delight! the uncle spoke so loudly i could smell, i mean hear him miles away.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/ct13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/ct13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Then comes the highlight of the evening!!! Chanced upon this HGK styled dessert(tong shui) eatery.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/ct14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/ct14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Still very packed at that hour.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/ct15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/ct15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Gingko and beancurd barley/Mango sago. REally refreshing, especially after the soggy depressing weather.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/ct16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/ct16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Then our auntie here decided to do some peanuts shopping&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/ct17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/ct17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Never knew peanuts came in sacks like these. Plus all the taiwan muah-chees&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/ct18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/ct18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Other festive stalls. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/ct19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/ct19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;FInally our lst pic of the night together. SImply too packed I'm tellin ya.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/ct21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/ct21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Street decorations &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/ct23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/ct23.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Isn't it pretty? I meant the decorations duh...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/ct24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/ct24.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This was really peculiar. A bunch of people were squatting around on the floor. Being me, I wondered what was all that hype about. So I braved the crowd and alas, there was this cute little dog with its puppies. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Yes, its plastic. So anyways, there were pple actually bidding for these little things here. I don't get it. Maybe i oughta find some doggie soft toys and start selling it in Chinatown. Any one who wants to donate doggie toys??? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So i end of this blog with a sincere appeal for all toys that look like dogs. Oh and a Happy Happy Chinese New Year!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-113830819449025663?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/113830819449025663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=113830819449025663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/113830819449025663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/113830819449025663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2006/01/musings-of-chinaman.html' title='Musings of a Chinaman'/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-113795476110642175</id><published>2006-01-23T22:03:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T05:58:15.043+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Settlers cafe: a new hunt</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is not gonna happen to me onboard. Sharon babe, I love you, but just not this way. Enjoy it fellas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KplJdNsbCgg" width="400" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.................................................................&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;A make-up post about this gathering on a saturday nite, 7th Jan which i totally forgot about. Met up the gang from Lasalle for some gaming action. We went to the Settlers Cafe near Holland V. I knew about it from a TV show and was really interested but had no idea where. Till Tierra organised the gathering cuz she's a member there! Woohoo! Tks babe! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;They serve the usual western dishes. Pretty decent but alittle hefty i thought. Especially since the board games weren't just there for free play after meals. They go by per hour. But for a certain number of set meals ordered you get like 2 hours of free gaming. Which isn't much since you spend the first hour eating... tsk...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/settlers5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/settlers5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Our first game about dwarfs and mines. Benj, Mr Dolphin Pang and myself paying rapt attention to the game hostess. Woohoo!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN0667.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN0667.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Makes me think abt the song from Snow White that went, "We dig dig dig dig dig dig dig in our mines the whole day thru... Heigh Ho, Heigh Ho....*whistling" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Oh wait, a quick mention of this game where we had to each host a certain animal and imitate the sound it makes. And then it was basically snap but instead of calling names, you call the sounds. HAhahahaha, that was hilarious since we obviously sounded like a bunch of wierd animals to the other tables... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;After rounds and rounds of unfamiliar games, we finally decided to play Pitt. Its a farmland business version of good ole HEART ATTACK!! And boy did things start to heat up. Well, mostly our hands red from the slapping. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/settlers2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/settlers2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then off to CoffeeClub where the Muddy Mud Pie cooled us down... *esp Tierra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/settlers3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/settlers3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The boys with their own in-house entertainment. Benj, Ming and Samuel.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/settlers4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/settlers4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Mudpie did wonders for Benj's cavities. The crumbs filled every nook and cranny.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yZZICofUk9A" width="400" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Next up, Samuel and his orgasm-inducing trademark 'umm'...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The night at Settlers ended really well considering how its been quite awhile since the bunch actually met up. I gather I wont be seeing them again before I leave, but well, I pray that life will be good to them. Plus I'll be back to bug you in 10mths! N Tierra, Happy 21st Birthday in advance hon! You have a knack for organising great parties! So have a smashing party! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.................................................................&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Post note: I received a pressie from Drey and Grace. It was awfully sweet of them cuz i had actually received a "mock" gift previously. It totally caught me by suprise. Love this fragrance so much that when my mom wanted to know how it smelt like, I passed her the box instead. Terrible i know, but hey I cant bear to even use it all the time k... Plus its so pretty.... *sighs*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN0549.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN0549.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I expect I'll really miss them quite abit. The prancing duo. In fact, massive! They are like my little kid sisters who never fail to cheer me up when things get rough. Being dear to me in their own ways, their optimism and laughter is always infectious. Perky little brats they may be, but I love them all the same. Thanks girls for everything. I mean it. *hugs* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Dun mean to end off so emo. Tata~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-113795476110642175?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/113795476110642175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=113795476110642175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/113795476110642175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/113795476110642175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2006/01/settlers-cafe-new-hunt.html' title='Settlers cafe: a new hunt'/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-113790619213657512</id><published>2006-01-23T08:34:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T06:00:49.780+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Work is over!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Never fails to make me laugh on the worst of working blues. Viewing discretion is advised for those with weak stomachs. Here goes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_AQvqsZFgDY" width="400" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.................................................................&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Finally finished my work for the freelance jobs with one 20% short of completion. Went for the predeparture seminar yesterday at Orchard Hotel. Initially I wasn't sure if I even wanted to go, thinking how such events are usually pretty lame.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Boy was I glad I did. Westpac bank was there, so were other merchants that were parading useful products really. So i signed up for a aussie bank account here to save me the trouble of having to do it there. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The talk itself was informative and did highlight me to things i might have left out. There was this funny section they highlighted on Aussie lingo. Too many, but here are some that I know or remembered...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Ace! : Excellent! Very good! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Arvo : Afternoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Brekkie : Breakfast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Barbie : Barbeque&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Dag : a funny person, nerd, goof &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Macas : Macdonalds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Mate : buddy, friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;No drama : No worries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;bloke : guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Bludger : lazy person, bummer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;BYO : Party, BBQ or unlicensed restaurant where you have to Bring Your Own grog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Plate, bring a : Instruction on party or BBQ invitation to bring your own food. It doesn't mean they're short of crockery! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;What's up : What is the problem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;After the seminar ended, we were told to gather in diff corners of the ballroom according to the states that we were headed for. RMIT being in Melbourne means I am under VIctoria. So I went ahead and met Sharon there, also in the hopes that we might perhaps find her a roomie there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Well well, was so awkward just standing ard then this girl Ruth just popped up and approached us. So we joined her n this pretty big bunch who are all going to RMIT as well. Which was awesome cuz a few of them have not found accomodation yet, so I feel so much more relieved that Sharon;s hopes of roommies are in sight. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;All in all, it was a good day. I was off to Chinatown afterwards for some pigging out, esp since I wont really get to eat nice asian food there. But mostly I was there to take pictures and feeeel the festivity of it all. Will save that posting for another time. Ciao.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-113790619213657512?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/113790619213657512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=113790619213657512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/113790619213657512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/113790619213657512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2006/01/work-is-over.html' title='Work is over!'/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-113726565142234557</id><published>2006-01-15T17:40:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T06:07:34.556+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Mobile Distress</title><content type='html'>Hi, just a short note to friends out there who read this. I lost my mobile phone on friday night. Will hopefully get my line back say by tuesday. So in the meantime, tag me or email me if there's anything impt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-113726565142234557?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/113726565142234557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=113726565142234557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/113726565142234557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/113726565142234557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2006/01/mobile-distress.html' title='Mobile Distress'/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-113708760480980174</id><published>2006-01-12T21:08:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T07:05:33.006+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Gonna miss everyone</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/party2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/party2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Not trying to be mushy or anything, just wanna tell my friends out there how much I appreciate them for making the effort to join me that night. Even though it was a thursday and many had to work the next day, you guys came through in the end. The turn out started off rather dismal. I was left thinking its gonna be like the usual outing where people will start backing out at the last minute. Boy was i wrong! That is why i love these people so much. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/lasalle.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/lasalle.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;There's Rayson, me and Jacinta&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Followed by Sharon, me and Tierra&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/buds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/buds.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Bestest pals Mag, Aaron n lobster&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/mecantress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/mecantress.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Quirky girlfriends Candice, Tress n myself&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/megracedrey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/megracedrey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Joker babes Grace me n Drey. Chocolates a Christmas gift fr Grace! Swweeet... I meant the chocolates.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/metressjie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/metressjie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;All time party faves Jie, myself n Tress&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/metheresa.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/metheresa.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Office Ladies: Theresa and Sharon no2.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/mewk.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/mewk.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Aaron, me n joker Wai Keong. The hand on the neck movement is classic, but make your move on a girl for once can aaron....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Next, Alex "the guy with nice earrings" n myself&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/ladies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/ladies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The babes waiting in line to dance. WHere the heck were all the guys!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/babes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/babes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 5E babes plus one star-kaypoh-wannabe who dare dare stand in the middle.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The party was smashing, it was a case of getting high from pure atmosphere without needing alcohol. But then again, some of them did get pretty outta control. You know who you are and what crazy stuff you did. But hey, it was great seeing how much fun u all had. At least that is what i hope. SO to all you crazy people out there who were there, I love ya all and I'm sorry if I din post everyone's pics. SOme turned out real crappy with the kinda lighting they had. Alright, now its time for me to sleep. Nite...&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/19525156-113708760480980174?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/113708760480980174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=113708760480980174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/113708760480980174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/113708760480980174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2006/01/gonna-miss-everyone.html' title='Gonna miss everyone'/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-113699918069419334</id><published>2006-01-12T21:06:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T04:00:53.006+11:00</updated><title type='text'>It started on the eve of Christmas eve...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;I'm back from my blog vacation! I know, haven't been blogging at all. But what to do, it was Christmas then my birthday then New Year plus my farewell parties all rolled up in one month! Hectic month, not to mention how my new job is killing me PLUS I'm doing freelance as well... Have no idea how I came about to be doing all of this just weeks before leaving! So anyways, i shall cut the talking and let my pictures do the blogging.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;On the weekend (23rd dec) before my birthday, my dearest friends gave me a suprise party. Which was terribly sweet simply cuz it did take me by suprise. It was supposed to be just another Christmas gathering of sorts(the perfect cover i think) or so i thought. So anyways, we ended up at Thumper. It was there that i received my birthday gift which blew me off totally. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Ok, I have been planning to get this DKNY watch for awhile. The moment the sales came, I went in for the kill only to be convinced by my sis it aint too great looking. So I gave myself a night to think it over. Unbeknownst to me, she went right ahead n got it! I went to the shop only to be told its SOLD OUT! Got so mad then... SO my sis got hold of mag n gang to chip in for the gift. It was a complete joke I'm tellin' ya, but when i finally realised it was this watch I was getting as my pressie, I burst the dams... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/23decThumper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/23decThumper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The gang who made my day &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/memagrayce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/memagrayce.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The three of us came a real long way 10 years now actually. Though Rayce, (right on upper n left on lower) went MIA for awhile, I was real touched Mag got her tt night. The top photo was taken on my birthday party as well, 7 years back. Haha, damn obiang ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/dantheman.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/dantheman.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Girlfriends out there, anyone interested in knowing this dude here gimme a buzz yeah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The following day, I was expecting a huge crowd at my house for some serious carolling! My parents had opened our home to their church, so I was made to do the grocery shopping n prepare all the food by 9pm!!! Thankfully my sis was here to help ard... mainly eating away at the strawberries...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/home_fd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/home_fd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Party spread. Felt damn proud of myself after... The shirley temple was such a success tks to the cranberries/strawberries I added. Pretty huh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Freelance party caterer for hire, anyone???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was so much fun and such a mess... Candle wax dripped everywhere on the floor, food crumbs lying around, blah blah... But still it really brought me the joy of Christmas! Check out this video n you'll see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2Lr1AwD8BIk" width="400" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyhow.... after the carolling team went off, my parents followed them n proceeded to the next house. Then it was MY turn to go out n do the Christmas countdown!... in the car... Haha, funny how when we were younger &amp; such things mattered so much, like we'd be swearing if we had to countdown in a car. These days it doesn't matter anymore. Feels good to be 25. I love this age. Never felt more assured in my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/dirty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/dirty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After some drinks at Acid Bar I came out n saw Orchard Road like this; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;people think spore is so clean but its really the militant cleaners who cleans up after our dirty asses. And to think they had to hurry to clean up the entire stretch by morning so that everyone would see the spank-ass clean spore. *bleah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Frankly, I wasn't bothered about celebrating it this year, yet somehow i managed to celebrate it like 3 times! *laughs* But for the record, I only managed to cut one logcake that was proudly sponsered by Mr nice guy Hua Zai. Not sure if Aaron n Mag had anything to do with it but tks guys. But it was really thoughtful. ALRIGHT enough of my rambling! Gonna end off this blog with the birthday dinner I had with family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Headed to Paragon's Soup Restaurant cuz my dad wasn't feeling too great. Then it was shopping time for the ladies! I have been sleeping at the wierdest hours and having to wake in the day(daytime was no normal for me to be up then) for all the activities. Pardon me, I'm digressing again. Wanted to actually say excuse me if I look funny... (the after-botox kinda look) cuz I have been leading Lestat's life for those 2 weeks of festive partying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/me_mom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/me_mom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Introducing the 2 birthday girls!!! That's right! I was my mom's birthday present 25 years ago when she was lying on that cold hospital bed screaming to get me out. And then a miracle happened, and my shrill cries warmed her heart.... Awwww..... Love her so much, the funny little woman.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/me_grandma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/me_grandma.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Next, the mother of my mother. She is one funky granny who loves rollercoaster rides and is one of the most adventurous person i know. Game for wierd food, will not hesitate a spilt second to strip naked for the japanese hot spring. Simply adorable.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/family1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/family1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Last but not the least, the pillars of my foundation. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The next night on the 29th, I held a 4-in-one party for all my friends at DXO the Esplanade. Too much photos to be blogged. Shall do it tom instead. Oh btw, good news!!! I finally confirmed my accomodation in Melbourne! So for those who are hoping I'll turn to the streets there, sorry to disappoint you. Night! Ciao!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-113699918069419334?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/113699918069419334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=113699918069419334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/113699918069419334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/113699918069419334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2006/01/it-started-on-eve-of-christmas-eve.html' title='It started on the eve of Christmas eve...'/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-113389331545999648</id><published>2006-01-01T17:21:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T05:08:10.103+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas SALE!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/xmas_tag.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/400/xmas_tag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;With over 50 designs to choose from, you'll be spoilt for choice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://user.auctions.yahoo.com/sg/show/auctions;_ylt=AlQrt_RNGVuORW4gl7C7JRkK1rF8?userID=isle_edna&amp;at=true&amp;amp;alocale=0sg&amp;amp;view=grid"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;click here to view&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Email me at &lt;a href="mailto:click_edna@hotmail"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;click_edna@hotmail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for any queries. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-113389331545999648?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/113389331545999648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=113389331545999648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/113389331545999648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/113389331545999648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas-sale.html' title='Christmas SALE!!!'/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-113511132395575794</id><published>2005-12-21T22:17:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T14:21:19.030+11:00</updated><title type='text'>The meaning of Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;Mom told me 2 weeks ago that both she and dad would be performing in their church musical about the birth of Christ, with costumes and all! I took another long hard look at her. Nope, she wasn't kidding, it was hilarious! Me being the only member in the family who enjoys performing(or so i thought) now asked to help out backstage with make-up for THEIR musical... Hahaha, funny how roles are reversed. But i was in truth really excited for them. This was how they looked. *guffaws*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN0681.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN0681.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Funky costumes!!! Introducing the Shepherd &amp; the Angel &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*Whahahaha* Check out the little lamby my dad's cuddling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN0695.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN0695.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My cousins Daniel and Jiaxi also roped in as backdrop. Tree and flower. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hahaha...*in stitches*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN0714.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN0714.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A scene from the musical. The other angel is my groovy Aunt Joyce. Daniel's mom. Really funky lady. *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN0727.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN0727.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Couldn't resist posting this pic. These dolls were sitting next to me during the musical. Super cute can... like little dolls prancing around. Future Charlie Angels! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Starring Lucy Liu from left, Drew Barrymore and Cameron Diaz. Diaz is a natural poser who switches into photo mode once camera is in view. Drew is a gungho lil chick under tt sweet face; she goes about pouring barley out fr her heavy flask into paper cups to share with other 2 angels. Her lil sister not in view is HYPER cute can! gosh... Lucy is well, side-kick kinda cute. Always the meticulous one among group, she takes care of all their Powerpuff Girl handbags and barang. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Wont be blogging till after Christmas season. Will accumulate all the photos and blog one whole shot! Getting blog-lazy syndrome! Ok, need my beauty sleep badly if not no amount of concealer from the girls will help. Night, Tata!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-113511132395575794?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/113511132395575794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=113511132395575794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/113511132395575794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/113511132395575794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2005/12/meaning-of-christmas.html' title='The meaning of Christmas'/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-113510822645893156</id><published>2005-12-17T22:42:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T07:16:17.563+11:00</updated><title type='text'>My early Birthday present</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Met up drey couple of days ago to get my early birthday present courtesy of her n Grace. There's a truly funny story behind the giving of this much appreciated present. Something I shall not delve into here since the story of kopi and roti is highly criminal. The gift is a highlighter cum concealer that promises to rid my dark eye-rings for good superficially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last monday think it was the 12th. Anyhow, Peimun and gang came down from KL for a visit and so we gathered the old bunch from the friendlier days of Stealth(design firm where I used to work) for a tummy bungling jap buffet at Suntec. Supposedly having some promotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3260/1934/320/DSCN0632.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;this buffet has cotton candy machine!!! Funky cone-shaped cotton candy rocks!!! Others made them round n fluffy...*humph* Tt's peimun btw.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3260/1934/320/DSCN0637.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Greed leaves you with sticky chins.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3260/1934/320/DSCN0660.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Wacky Loren. Love her new hairdo!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN0657.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN0657.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The former Stealthly bunch. Except for Dave n Alyssa who helms photography n album business in KL together w pm.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN0666.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN0666.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tryna act like some highly skilled pugilists. Actually just working off the dinner.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN0668.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN0668.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is more like it...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN0729.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN0729.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Some polariods from the wacky gathering.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Time flies truly. Another week and Christmas will be here again. Another year come and gone. Oh, my parentsare acting in their church musical. Hahaha, hyper funny! I was the make-up artist (cheh..*grins*), helper lah... Will be blogging about that real soon. Tata for now!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-113510822645893156?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/113510822645893156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=113510822645893156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/113510822645893156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/113510822645893156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-early-birthday-present.html' title='My early Birthday present'/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-113458452552720199</id><published>2005-12-15T17:22:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T04:28:25.513+11:00</updated><title type='text'>ZoukOut - sat10dec</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;ZoukOut Memorabilia. Its a black tee-shirt by the way, not some black canvas I ripped off the tents...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN0680.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN0680.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Time out at ZoukOut 2005! The last time i went for it was in year 2003 where I had a stall doing hairweaving for partygoers. Well the stalls weren't too succesful, I mean you have to know that food is the way to go, not shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, I was told to be there by 11pm since a long queue was predicted. When I got there, there was a line for cars driving into the island, so I was like, crap, here it goes... After parking we walked for like 10mins to get to the gentry where we were told to walk back towards car park where there's a shuttle bus waiting!!! They apparantly closed the area off due to earlier mess but hey, use SIGNS! And it wasn't just me alright, many others weren't spared the screw-up either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The complaining will take awhile, so pls bear with me. The shuttle dropped us off n we walked in n BINGO, long queue ahead of us. N just then Mag realised she left her IC in the bloody car!  I asked her to go back n get it while I continued q-ing for us.(Overheard pple saying the q takes 30min to an hr)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly the queue surges forward n I'm reaching the front! Panicking I buzzed Mag to make the 100m sprint back to the q n crash the party with or without her IC. She came running back like a champion n guess wat? It was just the baggage checkpoint and after it the queue went on like a ball of yarn where u just cant seem to find the head. Fruz I tell you. Beginning to think it wasn't worth all this shit. So Mag ran off again in the quest for her overage identity card. *tsk*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as soon as she left, things took a turn for the better, wayyyy better. You see, I actually got the com aka free tickets and not the usual tics. So i realised only after baggage point tt I did not have to queue AT ALL!!! WTF! Seriously u'd think there's a note somewhere that comes with such tics... So I breezed thru and found myself the object of much envy and malicious glares. Before you say anything, just let me indulge abit can, not everyday you get to cut the queue leh, especially with 200 pple at one go. BuaHahahaha. OK so all things went well after. Mag got thru later without queuing as well. One funny thing though, they did NOT check her IC. HAHAHHAHA, best laugh of the night.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN0560.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN0560.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Zouk actually rented some bungy stands for free unlimited play! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN0572.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN0572.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;And 3 of such head-spinning machines. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN0589.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN0589.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The biggest arena : ZOUK! Check out video below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XQm0nGV2XF0" width="400" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN0557.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN0557.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Having a BLAST! Music, drinks, food, beach, men... &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN0582.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN0582.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Playing with light sticks. Apparantly this is a common sight at beach raves. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN0604.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN0604.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;If i were a guy, I'd volunteer to be a mascot. All the chicks were swarming to them like flies to shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the music. The live stage hosted many hot local acts like Force Vomit, Concave Scream, Electrico etc. When I got there, the clown-rock jamboree band Tiramisu was performing. The frontman was super expressive n funny. Video below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-5VRa2nszkI" width="400" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there was ELECTRICO! I'm not a avid fan or what, just happen to like a few songs. So it was nice to hear them jam live for once. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN0606.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN0606.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN0624.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN0624.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Plus I think he is rather adorable. Boy-next-door-punk-wannabe. *lol*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/01vtJ7Y4d1E" width="400" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ug3P0uThnyk" width="400" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it rained ard 4am. And so, ZoukOut 2005 ended with a big bang! Awesome!&lt;br /&gt;=The End=&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-113458452552720199?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/113458452552720199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=113458452552720199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/113458452552720199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/113458452552720199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2005/12/zoukout-sat10dec.html' title='ZoukOut - sat10dec'/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-113443523090160528</id><published>2005-12-14T05:38:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T13:37:18.196+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Over the week</title><content type='html'>Have been busy with my visa application, medical checkups and what not recently. All that on top of my assignments and attempts at social life are wearing me out. Hahaha, well just a quick update on what's new in town. Especially for u guys who are away from the lovely tropical-bad-ass-weather Spore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this certain photograph on the papers which took my breath away for a sec. Its taken by a photographer named Yann Artus-Bertrand who took a collection of photographs called "Earth from Above". The interesting thing about this collection is no other than its choice of venue. Orchard Road! In public, not some air-conditioned arty farty wannabe gallery. Was so impressed I had to check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN0326.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN0326.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Many art students taking notes. I mean hello!!! LOOK at the pictures, appreciate them and not just take notes that your latest class assignment needed for you to pass... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN0331.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN0331.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Not as impressive here due to reflection of glass. However, do click to enlarge and get a better look at his works. It leaves me gaping in awe... Mouth-opening awe... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Recently my parents, for some strange reason have been putting me on a tighter leash. Which is really strange considering how much freedom i have. These days, the more well-behaved and homely i get, the more they harp n harp when I head out late. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So I have come to a CONCLUSION: Being the goody filial girl ain't gonna get me more leeway. Fact is they take it for granted and instead grumble when you're NOT home. ACTION: Come home late so often so that they will in turn feel grateful for the times that you are ACTUALLY home. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;But I love them all still the same. So gonna miss dad, mom n sis... This is how they look like so you can have a better picture of where my good genes came from. *pui* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/dad_mom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/dad_mom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Dad and Mom&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/me_glad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/me_glad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sis Gladys and myself. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Next person I'm gonna introduce is Sharon, my roomie-to-be in Melbourne. A funny young lady with confusing juxtapose of character. Someone to be watching out for in my blog, someone who exasperates me to no end and yet makes me laugh in strange ways. Pray for me that I don't end up charged with the brutal murder of my roommate months from now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN0301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN0301.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sharon and myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN0257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN0257.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Killiney post office: Vintage Re-decorated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN0261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN0261.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Centrepoint. Delicious isnt it... Very Hansel n Gretal i thought.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN0311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN0311.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Wisma. Guess the real thing look tonnes better. &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN0315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/DSCN0315.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The HUGE Paragon Xmas tree. And street lightings that go on all the way till Marina Bay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;December has always been my favourite month, what with my birthday, Christmas and New Year all rolled up in one nice BIG festive package topped off with a red velvet ribbon. The perfect time to organise a get together party for all the reasons above before I depart for Melbourne come 1st February 2006. &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;On another random note, I'm running real low on cash these days I wonder how I barely survive at times. So many things to buy and prepare, yet so little moolah. But I believe I'll be provided for by His Grace, and I will end this blog with much faith and optimism. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oh oh oh!!! Next up are pics and videos from ZoukOut! Too sleepy to continue now. Blogging simply takes up too much time and effort. Ciao.......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-113443523090160528?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/113443523090160528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=113443523090160528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/113443523090160528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/113443523090160528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2005/12/over-week.html' title='Over the week'/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-113415336260182511</id><published>2005-12-10T17:33:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T05:36:02.606+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Unexpected finding</title><content type='html'>For those of you who enjoyed the Paris video, PLSSSsssssss check this video out. Those who did not like it, bigger reason for u to see this. &lt;a href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=5111540703595675284&amp;amp;q=commercial"&gt;Click here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-113415336260182511?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/113415336260182511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=113415336260182511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/113415336260182511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/113415336260182511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2005/12/unexpected-finding.html' title='Unexpected finding'/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-113368442938486455</id><published>2005-12-05T10:10:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T19:57:24.726+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Skating Supremes</title><content type='html'>Friday was pretty eventful. Headed out early to suntec where my friend had to collect his goodie bag for the Stand Chart Marathon. We went for lunch &amp;amp; I finally had the chance to eat at Carl's Jr!! The Portobello Shroom burger was Um-umpH! So tantalising... Yes it did get messy, and if you guys have no idea what i mean, check this out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dBw-V7mK_-0" width="400" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ooh La La! Spicy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed for dance classes which happen to be a killer this week. As if that was not enough I made plans to go night- skating with the gang after my dance class... I'm so gonna ache the next day. Thank goodness my kickboxing class on sat is off my schedule. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN0232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/300/DSCN0232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Breezy night. Then it started to rain, and we were forced to blade(scroll down)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN0240.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/300/DSCN0240.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;indoors... multi-storey carpark. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Digital Camera: $499&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Skates: $199&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This shot that made me drop my new digicam on the floor resulting in scratches: PRICELESS! *heart wrenches in pain*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN0238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/300/DSCN0238.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Skating in motion&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN0244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/300/DSCN0244.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And finally, this is for Josh who gained a tremendous increase in height. I'm not that short alright. Its a phony!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZCKIk1ERFfo" width="400" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Finally, a video to end off this post. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-113368442938486455?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/113368442938486455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=113368442938486455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/113368442938486455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/113368442938486455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2005/12/skating-supremes.html' title='Skating Supremes'/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-113356127974629319</id><published>2005-12-03T13:11:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T17:29:51.466+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Foodies night out~</title><content type='html'>On wednesday, Josh the King finally finished his examinations. So we thought what could be a better excuse for celebration than this! Off we went to Marina Bay for the Zheng Fa live seafood place(i think). May i add on Mr Tay's enthusiastic recommendation too. The place was darn smoky can! Of all the outlets, that was the smokiest! Maybe that's how you select which shop to patronise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A note for ladies, bring along your bathcap if you intend to go on elsewhere after dinner! Highlight of the steamboat were the COMPLIMENTARY live prawns we got. Aaron being the usual sadist he is, made the prawns wriggle in torture before proceeding to cook them part by part. He first dipped the head in... then half its body before dropping it into the boiling waters. How it squirmed and struggled. *shudders at thought*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN0199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/300/DSCN0199.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jolly bunch at Marina steamboat affair &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fr left: Theresa, Daniel, Shun-hua, Aaron, Josh, Baoyi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Front: Mag and myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN0200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/300/DSCN0200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Restless people waiting for food to cook...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN0216%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/300/DSCN0216%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Then the real action begins...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN0226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/300/DSCN0226.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;WooHooo!!! Kinky boys...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Next stop after dinner : One Fullerton. A quick drink later and everyone went on their way. I proceeded with mag to Mohd Sultan. Meeting the girls and friends there. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/DSCN0170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/300/DSCN0170.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The first time mag meeting drey n grace&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I am becoming a lazy blogger, cant muster up strength to write much. Picture blogging on the other hand is so much easier...captions are the only words necessary. ARgh!!! Think I'm going through PMS right now. Been squabbling with mom...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;On another note, the Aussie vietnamnese guy who trafficked drugs was hanged today. Sigh, a life gone just like that. I'm not pleading his cause, but knowing our laws here, why transit thru Singapore??? Or rather in the first place, why even do it? To settle debts is not a valid reason for smuggling drugs that can potentially harm so many people out there. Tsk... but he does look like a rather nice fella. Rest in peace. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-113356127974629319?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/113356127974629319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=113356127974629319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/113356127974629319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/113356127974629319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2005/12/foodies-night-out.html' title='Foodies night out~'/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-113355638999325011</id><published>2005-11-30T18:15:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T08:05:59.366+11:00</updated><title type='text'>She’s a maniac, shopping maniac at your door…</title><content type='html'>Nothing much going on lately. Basically busy with work and everything else. Realise there is so much to be done before I move to Melbourne come January. Just 2 weeks ago I seemed to I had a lot of time. Now that December is fast approaching I am kinda freaking out. Air tickets are still not booked! ARgh! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway this weekend was shopping bonanza! Started out on Friday where the girls and myself headed for a sale. N boy did they shop! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/500/100_4262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/300/100_4262.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Grace n Alicia looking real gleeful fr shopping &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/500/100_4256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/300/100_4256.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Alicia and Audrey posing for me while queuing &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed for the Sitex Show right after and bought meself a new digicam!!! Darn excited with my new toy! Its been awhile since I bought something this hefty. But its about time I got a new camera especially when I will be in Melbourne. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/500/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/300/untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Drey and myself taking last pic with my old camera at Sitex Show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/500/nikon_s1_white.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/300/nikon_s1_white.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It is white in colour!!! Not sure if u can tell from here tho. Isn’t it so fair, slim and pretty… something I’m not. *sniffs* Bah! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was another mad shopping expedition. My heartfelt thanks to the new friends I met, who gave us a great discount off all bodyshop items! Tks Kenny and Kenneth! I busted quite abit there but fortunately most were bought on behalf of other troublesome pple. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/500/bodyshop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/300/bodyshop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Some of my conquests of the day! The others are currently on my bathroom shelve already in use. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;After shopping so hard, I really needed to relax and indulge myself. So off we went to Holland village Coffee club where we met up aaron and gang. The “we” refers to Magdalene my best pal n myself. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/500/DSCN0138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/300/DSCN0138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is Mag, someone who will appear frequently on my blog. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And now, for the mouth-oooh la la-watering desserts! This is the perfect way to end off my blog entry! Enjoy it fellas and try not to drool too much… I shall dedicate these to my dear friends who are serving the nation on another island where such delicacies are unheard of. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/500/DSCN0139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/300/DSCN0139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The delightful mango mousse cake, light &amp;amp; fragrant &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/500/DSCN0132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/300/DSCN0132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The rum and raisin chocolate truffle cake, intoxicatingly heavenly &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/500/DSCN0143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/300/DSCN0143.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And last but not the least, the Strawberry Romanoff! Vanilla ice-cream in citrusy syrup with fresh strawberries to boot. Can practically smell the spring in the air. "&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And with this, I take my leave. *curties* Ciao~ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-113355638999325011?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/113355638999325011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=113355638999325011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/113355638999325011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/113355638999325011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2005/11/shes-maniac-shopping-maniac-at-your.html' title='She’s a maniac, shopping maniac at your door…'/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-113355634561213875</id><published>2005-11-25T00:45:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T08:08:13.630+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Swiss Circus Comes to Town</title><content type='html'>There’s a new circus in town! Called the Swiss Dream Circus. *guffaws* A trifle cliché lah, me feel. So anyways, in an effort to help the Geylang Home for the Aged (I think), SMRT officiated the grand opening of the Swiss Circus which will be in town till 2 Jan 2006. It is located right next to the 7th Storey Hotel, opposite of where Cirque du Soleil was previously. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I was not expecting anything too fanciful after Soleil and mostly went along coz I had to babysit my cousins. Haha, actually I felt like I was the big kid there, what with the cotton candy floss, popcorns n sundaes. Anyhow, check out some of the acts. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/500/circus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/300/circus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Swiss Dream Circus!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/500/jiaxi_dan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/300/jiaxi_dan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sweetie Jiaxi and Daniel the Pooh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/300/CIMG0292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/300/CIMG0292.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The inside of the canopy. Btw the rainbow coloured slide is actually a huge float. Like the castle-shaped ones you find at kids carnivals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/500/CIMG0291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/300/CIMG0291.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The daring acrobatic acts performed by a Mongolian couple. Can’t help but notice how good-looking they are. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One quick mention. This circus, though lacking in costumes, sets and theatrics of the bigger scaled circuses, comes across as the traditional gypsy type where I might expect to see in small towns with families out on rest days. Has a nice quaint touch to it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Even the performers take on multiple roles. The Mongolian lady was the cotton candy floss girl and the Mongolian guy was popping away at the popcorn counter. Did it like real pros. *Efforts applauded.* The others served as ushers and welcoming crew. Another thing about smaller circuses, they tend to have better interaction with audience as opposed to just “watching a performance” Ok, moving on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/500/CIMG0284.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/300/CIMG0284.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Canadian hunk Jonathan in a angel’s getup doing his cube balancing act. *drools* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/500/CIMG0281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/300/CIMG0281.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;One of the grander moments in preparation for the contortionists. In my privy moments I wondered what would have happened had one of the torches dropped… Bah! Knowing Spore n our tight ass kiasu-ism, it would have been snuffled before I can say poof!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/500/CIMG0294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/300/CIMG0294.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Finally, let me introduce you to the clown, Andre~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Andre STOLE the show right under his red nose. He was brilliant! And there I was thinking clowns are just clowns, they are the ones made to fill in the gaps. But his Mr Bean inspired antics were so hilarious I laughed till I nearly peed in my pants. And yes, my bladder is known to be working perfectly fine. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Only upon reading the papers after getting home did I realize this was not just ANY clown. “Andre won the Prix Du Circle at the Monte Carlo Intl Circus Festival in 1996 as well as the Remy Prize at the Intl Circus Festival last year.” WOW *widen eyes*, they actually have awards for clowning ard. This could be a career man...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/500/benjamin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/300/benjamin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Benj, dun shy dun shy, this is your calling. Fulfil your dreams and join the Swiss Dream Circus! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-113355634561213875?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/113355634561213875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=113355634561213875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/113355634561213875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/113355634561213875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2005/11/swiss-circus-comes-to-town.html' title='Swiss Circus Comes to Town'/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-113355574721629833</id><published>2005-11-20T22:45:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T08:17:39.860+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Captaine Cannie &amp; Her Bash</title><content type='html'>Friday night 18th Nov was dear Candice’s birthday. I shall decline to mention the actual number here. But a quarter of a century certainly deserves some celebration yeah! So here goes, a night out at Acid Bar. May I just say that the banana rum cake was umm-ummm heavenly… People who know me knows I totally abhor bananas, but strangely enough, I couldn’t get enough of that cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/500/01_25bday.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/01_25bday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/01_25bday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Invitation &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/01_bunny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/01_bunny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/500/01_bunny.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cannie Bunny the Birthday Girl! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/02_canbunny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/02_canbunny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/300/02_canbunny.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Candice with Chris, Dwayne rather ‘extra’ in bkgrd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/04_reneebunny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/04_reneebunny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cute bunny girl she’d make eh… &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/05_mom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/05_mom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Can’s mom… a real sweetheart. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/05_us1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/05_us1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My chum chums… &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/500/06_jiebunny.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/06_jiebunny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/06_jiebunny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Time for the male bunny… *sweeeet* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/09_all1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/09_all1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Makas, Cannie, Me, Chris and Jie. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/10_chrissing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/10_chrissing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Chris doing a birthday gig for Candice. Charlene in the bkgrd, resident singer(never knew she could sing like that!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/11_us6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/11_us6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; Looking fine…. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/12_us3.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/12_us3.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After some drinks… it starts again. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/13_us7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/13_us7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It’s all in the name of fun. Though Can has her head in the clouds by then. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But hey, its her bday, when else to get drunk but then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/14_us8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/14_us8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Woohooo… totally charged! And then… &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/15_puke.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/15_puke.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*Bleah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Poor girl… note the glisten of teardrop in her eye. This oughta make renee n dave feel pretty wretched for the indecent amt of alcohol they were pouring into her throat. *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/07_bunnybois.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/07_bunnybois.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Well actually, this was REALLY what made Candice puke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/16_botak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/16_botak.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;There was a boy, born on the same day. Paul is his name, and he had a waterfall too many. Candice offered to share her trash bag, but he held it in like a man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/17_mashed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/17_mashed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Things came to an end. The drunks headed home, the hungry headed for 7-11. *Never noticed this mash potato machine before, was so fascinated I had to try it.*&lt;br /&gt;The mashed potato turned out crappy cuz the powder mix was out. So it pretty much looked like a tush of crap. *bleah* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;To end off the night, Tress the Indian princess finally made her arrival to the party at 3am. - Only to find the birthday girl gone and us chomping unglamorously on convenience foods.- Nevertheless, we extended a warm welcome and put her on the royal grill. Lateness in royalty simply cannot be condoned. *grins* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/18_tress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/350/18_tress.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Her Highness and myself. Her appearance so rare I simply had to take a shot. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;That’s all for now folks.&lt;br /&gt;THE END. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-113355574721629833?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/113355574721629833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=113355574721629833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/113355574721629833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/113355574721629833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2005/11/captaine-cannie-her-bash.html' title='Captaine Cannie &amp; Her Bash'/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-113355566677200014</id><published>2005-11-16T21:34:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T08:09:53.636+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese monomania</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Finally, I can write about my recent China trip, if my memory doesn't fail me that is. Headed for China end oct and spent a week plus there. This wasn't just your usual vacation but more of a tribute and ancestral visit. You know, the back-to-your-roots kinda expedition. What started out as just an opportunity for any sorta holiday for me turned out quite differently. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We explored places no tourist would have gone, things that not many see unless you go off the beaten track. My maternal grandparents helm from the Fujian province of China. It has always been my grandfather's wish for all his descendants to make a trip to the little village where he grew up in. Therefore this time around, there were 18 of us, of which 10 were grandchildren. Never realised that my cousins have grown up and are no longer just the little kids I always regarded them as. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Skeptism grew to interest and interest became respect and awe. I mean how many people actually get to see the place of birth of their great great grandparents? Being the ever emo chick I am, there were moments esp in the village where I kinda teared a little. Simply touched by the journey our ancestors prevailed to make a better lives for themselves &amp; also the sad stories of people who were left behind. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Ok, enough of all that mush, let's get down to the tour.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/300/01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Clockwise fr left: Myself, Sis(may i mention its her lst time flying*smirks*),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our hyper joker cousin Daniel, Mom( fingers up) &amp;amp; Aunt Joyce. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/02.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/300/02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovely view... &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/03.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/300/03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clockwise fr left: famous temple, famous shopping street in Xiamen,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the girls with a bing(1)tang(2)hu(2)lu(4)- preserved fruit coated w malt sugar ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our grand hotel &amp;amp; cosy rooms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Just a quick mention with regards to shopping in Xiamen. Name of street is Xia(4)Da(4)Yi(4)Tiao(2)Jie(1) meaning Xiamen University Street. The shops there mainly cater to the students fr the Uni which is just next door. Shops there sell trendy streetwear which is cheaper due to 'students' rate'. A place not to miss for the bargain hunter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I was truely impressed by what i saw. In comparison to the Xiamen I remember from 10 years ago, this is impressive! Shops close at 11pm and the weather is just so cooling. Shiok! Could not tear myself away... moving on...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Next morning, we visited an island in Xiamen. Like Sentosa is to Singapore. There's a saying in Xiamen that if you've not been to this island Gu(3)Lang(4)Yu(3), you've not been to Xiamen. Quaint little village that is still home to many Chinese. They've even got a school and a mini hospital. 10 years ago when I visited this isle, it was squatters and foul-smelling waste everywhere.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/04.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/300/04.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sights in Gu(3)Lang(4)Yu(3). &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/05.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/300/05.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Childhood joys in simplicity&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/06.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/300/06.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Child's playground in rubble. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/07.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/300/07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas life goes on... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Time to go home. When I was about to drive out of the resort, the freaking cashcard machine reads "Not enough balance"!!! At this moment I recalled the ghastly reminder that my cashcard was in fact low on funds. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;THE MORAL OF THE STORY: Never neglect the tiniest things in life -like a cashcard- for it may become the vital element to kicking your ass when u most need one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&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/19525156-113355566677200014?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/113355566677200014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=113355566677200014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/113355566677200014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/113355566677200014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2005/11/chinese-monomania.html' title='Chinese monomania'/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-113355564375268213</id><published>2005-11-14T23:12:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T08:12:15.126+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrating 3As&gt; another addition to adulthood</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yes, I know I kinda promised to blog after the party but was way too stoned to achieve anything. So here are the highlights as promised. For those who have no idea what I'm talking about, its Grace's 21st birthday party! Young chick... but she can finally watch porn(Britney/Paris style)! *winks* Pretty big turn-out for someone who's unpopular and doesn't have much friends. *lol*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love wrapping gifts. Just the wrapping mind u, not that i enjoy giving pple things all the time. You know the staff in malls who wraps gifts during X'mas? Well, I used to watch them with much frustration, especially if they were wrapping my items. These days I tell them, "Its okay, no need to wrap for me. But can I borrow your tape &amp; scissors?" Kinda compulsive... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Grace's pressie. Not suprising, I have outdone myself again! A brand new wrapping creation. Although Grace did say it looked like a popiah last night... You be the judge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/985/1746/1600/gift.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="229" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/985/1746/320/gift.0.jpg" width="298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/985/1746/400/wrapping.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tada!!! There you have a bouquet wrapped pressie. Add details like ribbons or even sequins to decorate. Unfortunately I didn’t have the time. Wat popiah siah... but Grace ultimately came round to it. Only after sobering up of coz, and said it was "soooo nice".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;By the way Grace, you did a great job. Its your birthday, people are there for e buffet, er I mean you lah so dun think too much alrite... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/320/02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really yummy cake. Tierra, Drey, Bday girl Grace &amp; Me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/320/04.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Babes galore~ tierra, me, grace, drey, jac &amp;amp; karine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" style="WIDTH: 252px; HEIGHT: 276px" height="284" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/320/05.jpg" width="268" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;all Venusians present &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/320/03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;most Martians... Check out the freaky orb tho, only appeared in this pic &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/320/06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Clyda top left: dedicated camerawoman. Conny middle right: joker of e nite. Last but not the least, bday kiss for the vainpot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/600/07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" height="306" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/320/07.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Finally, the things people do when the party gets into full swing &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Time to go home. When I was about to drive out of the resort, the freaking cashcard machine reads "Not enough balance"!!! At this moment I recalled the ghastly reminder that my cashcard was in fact low on funds. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So I buzzed drey &amp; she came back for me *sniffs*. I then try another 2 cards (courtesy of will &amp;amp; grace) -wait a sec, this IS funny *LOL* - and it reads "Wrong Information"!! Then wat? Its freaking 3am in the morning and the information counter guy is sleeping and so is the guard... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Anyhow, tks to Grace n Zul, they managed to wake them n I managed to get outta there intact.(if not I'd have to make the walk past eerie paths to atm with Conny's sadako impersonation crawling in my head)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;For awhile I had the thought to simply wait ard for another car n tailgate it out! Now ain't that cool, something I picked up fr an uncle at Choa Chu Kang mall who tailgated us out and nearly whacked our asses. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;THE MORAL OF THE STORY: Never neglect the tiniest things in life -like a cashcard- for it may become the vital element to kicking your ass when u most need one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-113355564375268213?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/113355564375268213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=113355564375268213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/113355564375268213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/113355564375268213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2005/11/celebrating-3as-another-addition-to.html' title='Celebrating 3As&gt; another addition to adulthood'/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-113355561913027993</id><published>2005-11-12T19:33:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T08:13:17.970+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Exhausting day</title><content type='html'>Today was an awfully long day for me(Friday, for pple who gets confused by after midnight blogging). Had a early start at 7am, late as usual only today was worse because the little brats were all waiting outside the lab by the time i got there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;One particular smart aleck 1:&lt;br /&gt;"Orh hor... teacher late by 10 minutes. You cannot wake up right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:&lt;br /&gt;(feeling indignant at being interrogated yet could only come up with feeble excuses) "Hiyah, pls ok, i woke up at 6.45am today(in truth 7.10am). It was the traffic jam."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Smart Aleck 2:&lt;br /&gt;"Really ah... Ms N***h(sch teacher) also say you late because of traffic jam leh."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:&lt;br /&gt;*sighs in inward relief* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;(now we know how teachers cover up for each other)&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah lah!(reacts in fake disbelief) How she know huh, I was really in a traffic jam man..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus came the end of class and and I went off in search of the perfect 21st birthday pressie for Grace, the "shou xing" for tom's party. Found her something finally that says its SOooo Grace. Will decline further mention of pressie in case she decides to read my blog tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, before i forget, Grace will be making a pudding for the party tom!!! It will have little gummies in them too!! Awwwww.... ain't tt sweet *bleah* Anyhow, there will be 20 gummies hidden in the puddings. Whoever who gets the gummies will also receive a KISS from the birday girl herself!!! WOoHOOoo! Promised her I will be taking loads of pics, so stay tuned for tom's post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PROOF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;11/12/2005 1:59:55 AM&lt;br /&gt;grAceee: see who eat gt gummy one I KISS the person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/985/1746/320/me_drey_grace.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;(@ zara fitting room) the things girls can do when ubberly bored...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Digressed so far from my day I forgot where I left off. So I bought the gift &amp; proceeded to meet Candice, Renee, David and Dwayne at Mortens bar-mostly for the steak sandwiches which were on the house. Of all times, my mobile has to go flat on me. So I went ard Takashimaya n could not even find ONE FREAKIN' COIN PAYPHONE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, most pple use coin payphones in situations like mine rite? So watever makes the management of malls think that we carry phonecards ard when we have mobiles!!! It does not make any sense to me at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst thing was, there are like 3-4 card phones at Taka's booth area compared to Heeren's ONE bloody coin phone on every level. I spent 10mins just taking the stupid lift with ceiling mirrors up n down just checking to see which coinphones were available. After 10 mins, the SAME PEOPLE were still on the coin phones. CAN YOU BELIEVE THIS CRAP? Unbelievable... Angers me that I found a payphone only 30 mins later. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="261" alt="" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/Fish2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway I made my way down to Marina Square, late as usual and made even later cuz i GOT LOST! Marina Square is now freaking new everything looks foreign and I simply can't find my way to Mortens..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, under the kind directions of security uncle, i went into ulu exit door and landed in a seeming endless dark hallway that eventually lead me to a cargo lift. Like a scene from incredible tales, the lift door opened eerily. Expecting it empty, I rushed in only to knock into chambermaid n all her cartload of dishes from hotel rooms!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only then did I realise I was using the staff lift. I finally reached my destinated level and fully expecting Mortens to be in sight, I tidied myself. Alas, the door opens to the fuming fires of the kitchen. I was about the give up when a kinda waiter(abet cute) motioned me to a tiny creek of a door where i was finally led into the plush surroundings of the hotel.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;All in all the steak sandwiches were yummy, tho a tad overrated i think. Still anything free cannot 'hiam' already. Had a lycheetini, pretty potent by normal accounts and settled down to chit chat with the fellas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally bushed now, after all the push-ups &amp; sit-ups the manic instructor at dance class made us do. Yes, I went for dance class after Mortens. N boi did I regret giving up Carls burgers for this load of physical crap. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Sorry for the very wordy &amp;amp; long-winded blog today. China trip details will be postponed to later date. Simply too tired now. G'nite all.&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/19525156-113355561913027993?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/113355561913027993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=113355561913027993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/113355561913027993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/113355561913027993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2005/11/exhausting-day.html' title='Exhausting day'/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19525156.post-113355557764819874</id><published>2005-11-11T13:50:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T08:14:03.033+11:00</updated><title type='text'>My inaugural blog launch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;A big hello to all the supporters of my long-awaited blog. Now now, dun spit on your screens. Gosh I'm so excited to get it up and running I don't know where to begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog has been in-line for quite awhile and becuz I'm motivated by my latest vacation(pics n more pics), I have thus decided to get it up with the enthusiasm proudly sponsered by Mr Brown Coffee. Not too bad, 3 cans for $2. *bleah*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not be blogging abt my entire life backdating 24 years ago till now. Instead i'll start my first blog post with the art market event organised by Dreamscape 22 Oct 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pls help promote this event which is still in budding stage so more art students will set up stalls selling artwork, accessories or usual flea market items. Ok enough said, here are some terrible pics i took of tt nite using my hp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/985/1746/320/23-10-05_0144.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/985/1746/320/23-10-05_0103.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Some of the stuff I was selling &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/985/1746/1600/23-10-05_0102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/985/1746/320/23-10-05_0102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I even did hair-weaving!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/985/1746/320/23-10-05_0104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/985/1746/320/23-10-05_0107.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The proud peddler of her goods&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Now, for the other significant event in recent weeks. The HSBC Wakeboarding National Championships 2005!!! 23 Oct 2005. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Plenty of hot bods n cute wakeboarders all in bird's eye view! Not forgetting the wakeboarding stunts of course(afterall tt was the only reason why i went *smirks*). Though i doubt u can catch an eyeful cuz its quite a distance. Anyhow, here goes:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="308" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/985/1746/320/hsbc1.2.jpg" width="299" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The visor proved pretty useless against the vicious sun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="255" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/985/1746/320/hsbc3.2.jpg" width="296" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Best pal Mag, avid wakeboarder was my company. Pic taken by cute guy who offered assistance at our pathetic attempts to self capture. *grins*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/640/hsbc4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/300/hsbc4.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Finally, the stunts and hunks. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The Florida Stars! Saw them on tv once. Coolness personified! The leader has like 30 years of wakeboarding experience and can wakeboard with his bare feet lah!!! No kidding... He's so fast i can't even manage to get a photo taken. *sigh*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/640/hsbc2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/163/8676/300/hsbc2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Ok, that's all for today. Shall come back with more treats on my China trip!!! Yay, more great pics of places u might have never seen n some sanitary horrors! Alright then, so much for my first blog post. Hoping it isn't a major disappointment, ciao peeps. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19525156-113355557764819874?l=ednazxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/feeds/113355557764819874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19525156&amp;postID=113355557764819874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/113355557764819874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19525156/posts/default/113355557764819874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ednazxy.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-inaugural-blog-launch.html' title='My inaugural blog launch'/><author><name>edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17836170563825743245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d57/ednazxy/eyes1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
