<?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-3996707357358689726</id><updated>2011-07-30T10:50:35.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scriblings of life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>67</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-6956330490415109286</id><published>2010-05-01T14:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T15:24:41.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what am i doing??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; you ever felt so lost...&lt;div&gt;with no one to turn to..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you're afraid to confide in someone for fear of being judged..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;your conscience too great of a burden... it eats at you... you wish that you just dint have one sometimes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you started it... n now others follow..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you've tarnished it... n now the consequences are yours..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why do i have to be such a 'mum'?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why can't i act my age and be more rebellious or childish and make mistakes typical for my age and just dont give a frock.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you've molded me... a bit too well..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even words forsake me this time and towards the end.. i still feel as i did in the beginning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want to tell you... but i just cant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your dissapointment will kill me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or i might be depressed. I'm trying to think reasonably... but it seems like whats bothering me can easily be shrugged off by others...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i search for the answers myself... on the net... and what i get further cements it all..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think i might be pms-ing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything i feel is just magnified 100x...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need my mum T_T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996707357358689726-6956330490415109286?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/6956330490415109286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=6956330490415109286' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/6956330490415109286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/6956330490415109286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-am-i-doing.html' title='what am i doing??'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-209393882698571171</id><published>2010-03-31T10:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T10:37:55.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OS</title><content type='html'>what did i do today??&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saw an amputation video in Operative surgery today... it was cool in a gruesome sorta way. A guy lost his thumb to a shark while on a diving trip and wanted so much to be able to hold his X-box controller again that he had one of his toes replace his thumb... *gasp*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;looked really weird having such a long thumb but at least... i quote him... "I can now hold a beer bottle again" --- @_@&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and did u know that if u do a esophagoectomy... u can actually replace ur oesophagus with a part of ur COLON??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes... the part where ur feces is formed in the body can actually replace ur esophagus. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now i know why Christina Yang is so obsessed with surgeries. do i see surgery as a future career????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i really need to pass my OS major trw first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;am on question 15 ryte now another 100 to go!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wuwu~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stay up lagi la ni mlm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*buat milo untuk tahan ngantuk*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tata~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996707357358689726-209393882698571171?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/209393882698571171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=209393882698571171' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/209393882698571171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/209393882698571171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2010/03/os.html' title='OS'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-5175329030020849938</id><published>2010-03-20T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T06:56:44.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreaming of gold</title><content type='html'>hey2 bloggie...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont know why im feeling so hyped right now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mayb its the anticipation of the coming Kursk Games!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its on the 16th-18th of April.. less than a month now.. n i have mixed feelings...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on one hand i cant wait for it all to be over and done with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on another im in shock over the fact thats its only a month away and my netbal team still hasnt played fully as a team with all players&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and... on another (do ignore.. i just have another feeling to add hehe) i so want to clench that Gold medal at the end of the day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not only are the medals purrrty~ but its also on home soil... so we must we must we must!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;owh, n i'll also be playing on the futsal team this time around. And futsal is one the first day, netball on the 2nd. Pray i stay injury free... i wudnt wanna let my netball team down by becoming unfit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;n max says we might perform our kenyalang kinabalu for the Malam Perdana on the 2nd night.... i wonder in what shape i'll be in... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;will i be able to get those bending-over-sideways-gracefully-twisting movements needed for the dance with muscle pain???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which is why i feel so itchy to just run run run... n keep fit...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont wanna dissapoint anyone by taking up more than i can handle...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyhoo~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if ya wanna check out what im talking about.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;visit &lt;a href="http://ekmsa.com/kurskgames2010/"&gt;http://ekmsa.com/kurskgames2010/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;till my next post!~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996707357358689726-5175329030020849938?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/5175329030020849938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=5175329030020849938' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/5175329030020849938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/5175329030020849938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2010/03/dreaming-of-gold.html' title='Dreaming of gold'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-1490286970510649909</id><published>2010-03-04T11:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T11:52:08.964-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wish i had a photographic memory!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;dear bloggie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;if only i had an photographic memory... i'd never have to work as hard remembering pharmacology.. really gotta salute those pharmacists out there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"hey you pharmacists!! Keep up the good work!! *cough2* sucks to be you..... " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;sometimes i wonder at the rate im going.. will i be able to retain all this information for future use?? i already forget last week's topic whenever i study a new one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;how can i possibly remember it all several years from now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;*gulp*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;i dont wanna be a clueless about meds once im out in the real world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;@_@ &lt;------ this is me clueless. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Y_Y &lt;------ this is me studying pharmacology.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;ryte now.. i find there's no farking way to connect my knowledge on this sub. n tat's wat makes it the hardest.... its all memorising power.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;now where can i get a PHOTOGRAPHIC MEMORY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996707357358689726-1490286970510649909?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/1490286970510649909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=1490286970510649909' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/1490286970510649909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/1490286970510649909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-wish-i-had-photographic-memory.html' title='i wish i had a photographic memory!'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-7935747257854902478</id><published>2010-02-19T11:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T10:32:44.017-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eurotrip 2010 pics</title><content type='html'>huloooo there~ here are the pics i promised. mostly in london. i've yet to find the pics from amsterdam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/S38JhRYkmLI/AAAAAAAAAWY/qyZKb_nKiWY/s1600-h/IMG_4438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/S38JhRYkmLI/AAAAAAAAAWY/qyZKb_nKiWY/s320/IMG_4438.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440077342093646002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/S38Jg7TjgqI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/m71gT7srv18/s1600-h/IMG_4413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/S38Jg7TjgqI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/m71gT7srv18/s320/IMG_4413.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440077336167023266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Achtung!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/S38JgS_9weI/AAAAAAAAAWI/1AaJ6k04FWg/s1600-h/IMG_4406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/S38JgS_9weI/AAAAAAAAAWI/1AaJ6k04FWg/s320/IMG_4406.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440077325347439074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;apa2 pun... minta bless dulu ba..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/S38JgKXqVYI/AAAAAAAAAWA/uQPOvoGc3A0/s1600-h/IMG_4387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/S38JgKXqVYI/AAAAAAAAAWA/uQPOvoGc3A0/s320/IMG_4387.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440077323030910338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/S38Jf5JA2UI/AAAAAAAAAV4/UxwwGlJbZjU/s1600-h/IMG_4382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/S38Jf5JA2UI/AAAAAAAAAV4/UxwwGlJbZjU/s320/IMG_4382.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440077318406068546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/S38CO3GEfMI/AAAAAAAAAVw/Cq-5Mz85lB0/s1600-h/IMG_4347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/S38CO3GEfMI/AAAAAAAAAVw/Cq-5Mz85lB0/s320/IMG_4347.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440069329217682626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/S38CObvAXUI/AAAAAAAAAVo/pPx5Hc-jEcQ/s1600-h/IMG_4333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/S38CObvAXUI/AAAAAAAAAVo/pPx5Hc-jEcQ/s320/IMG_4333.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440069321873186114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;what cud beckham posibly be thinking about to pose like this??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/S38COGYJDWI/AAAAAAAAAVg/FMvVXXUU4iU/s1600-h/IMG_4311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/S38COGYJDWI/AAAAAAAAAVg/FMvVXXUU4iU/s320/IMG_4311.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440069316140141922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;aren : well.. hulooooo there purrty lady~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/S38CNsk_rEI/AAAAAAAAAVY/P3VPcVkQ0rw/s1600-h/IMG_4274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/S38CNsk_rEI/AAAAAAAAAVY/P3VPcVkQ0rw/s320/IMG_4274.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440069309214731330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/S38CNXGdJ6I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2neSlWYoz20/s1600-h/IMG_4306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/S38CNXGdJ6I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2neSlWYoz20/s320/IMG_4306.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440069303449495458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Terminator's Angels&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/S37-MDqW_pI/AAAAAAAAAVI/1F8Qp5myIVs/s1600-h/IMG_4299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/S37-MDqW_pI/AAAAAAAAAVI/1F8Qp5myIVs/s320/IMG_4299.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440064883004997266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/S37-L9slEeI/AAAAAAAAAVA/OHPREhdz-kw/s1600-h/IMG_4295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/S37-L9slEeI/AAAAAAAAAVA/OHPREhdz-kw/s320/IMG_4295.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440064881403695586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/S37-LaBob7I/AAAAAAAAAU4/WMOnuUFkiWs/s1600-h/IMG_4291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/S37-LaBob7I/AAAAAAAAAU4/WMOnuUFkiWs/s320/IMG_4291.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440064871828320178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/S37-LOZybvI/AAAAAAAAAUw/tIPq8grr6xA/s1600-h/IMG_4285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/S37-LOZybvI/AAAAAAAAAUw/tIPq8grr6xA/s320/IMG_4285.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440064868708413170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;bond girls... fun size version.. ;p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/S37-Kk8FsGI/AAAAAAAAAUo/HL1HDj_OxZQ/s1600-h/IMG_4280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/S37-Kk8FsGI/AAAAAAAAAUo/HL1HDj_OxZQ/s320/IMG_4280.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440064857577992290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;find mr. gingerbreadman!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/S377f75a26I/AAAAAAAAAUg/WckraY3zFao/s1600-h/IMG_4265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/S377f75a26I/AAAAAAAAAUg/WckraY3zFao/s320/IMG_4265.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440061925983181730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;CUT!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/S377fUntnBI/AAAAAAAAAUY/5eOYNPpial0/s1600-h/IMG_4257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/S377fUntnBI/AAAAAAAAAUY/5eOYNPpial0/s320/IMG_4257.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440061915439930386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my.. my.. wat big biceps u have..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/S377erSYFCI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/XKGuMhgEIe8/s1600-h/IMG_4249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/S377erSYFCI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/XKGuMhgEIe8/s320/IMG_4249.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440061904344585250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/S377eWBtKAI/AAAAAAAAAUI/u6ihkHBUElU/s1600-h/IMG_4236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/S377eWBtKAI/AAAAAAAAAUI/u6ihkHBUElU/s320/IMG_4236.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440061898637518850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/S377d25vLLI/AAAAAAAAAUA/UTgzVzub45s/s1600-h/IMG_4204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/S377d25vLLI/AAAAAAAAAUA/UTgzVzub45s/s320/IMG_4204.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440061890282597554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/S37tJSQQJDI/AAAAAAAAAT4/lFyqTK1UsJQ/s1600-h/IMG_4224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/S37tJSQQJDI/AAAAAAAAAT4/lFyqTK1UsJQ/s320/IMG_4224.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440046143684748338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;keira looks so real ryte??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/S37tI3w29rI/AAAAAAAAATw/2qypY-idMBU/s1600-h/IMG_4210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/S37tI3w29rI/AAAAAAAAATw/2qypY-idMBU/s320/IMG_4210.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440046136573753010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;se berabis sdh ni pose pantat.. still pales in comparison with JLo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/S37tIjOA3tI/AAAAAAAAATo/0eXZRRpPB-I/s1600-h/IMG_4177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/S37tIjOA3tI/AAAAAAAAATo/0eXZRRpPB-I/s320/IMG_4177.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440046131058892498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/S37tIP0cpcI/AAAAAAAAATg/0hqYhRC4wqU/s1600-h/IMG_4154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/S37tIP0cpcI/AAAAAAAAATg/0hqYhRC4wqU/s320/IMG_4154.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440046125851387330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more to come sure enough~ :D &lt;div&gt;tata for now~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/S37tHzbJFzI/AAAAAAAAATY/3DlseLYNguA/s1600-h/IMG_4137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/S37tHzbJFzI/AAAAAAAAATY/3DlseLYNguA/s320/IMG_4137.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440046118229055282" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3996707357358689726-7935747257854902478?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/7935747257854902478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=7935747257854902478' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/7935747257854902478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/7935747257854902478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2010/02/eurotrip-2010-pics.html' title='Eurotrip 2010 pics'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/S38JhRYkmLI/AAAAAAAAAWY/qyZKb_nKiWY/s72-c/IMG_4438.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-5486341480006582462</id><published>2010-02-14T10:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T10:38:12.338-08:00</updated><title type='text'>back in control..</title><content type='html'>just when i thought i was spiralling out of control, moodiness n depression strengthening its reigns, envy jealousy pride and gluttony beginning to take control of me once again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i go to church n pray sincerely for forgiveness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on this day itself... it all turns out alright in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how Great thou art.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996707357358689726-5486341480006582462?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/5486341480006582462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=5486341480006582462' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/5486341480006582462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/5486341480006582462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2010/02/back-in-control.html' title='back in control..'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-6735620700716670615</id><published>2010-01-23T03:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T03:10:40.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i havent packed....</title><content type='html'>hey2 bloggie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams are done n my eurotrip starts tonite.. will be going by train tonite at 10:15pm i think..&lt;br /&gt;but i've no mood... u've messed up my mood... why does this always happen before our holidays??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know ur worried.. but u treat me like a child. i know u want whats best... but u hover over my every move. i know i can be silly n careless sometimes... but i always turn up the most responsible in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so dont worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz when u worry.. u make me worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i become paranoid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now all i can think about is how alone i am, n what if something goes wrong, what will i do then. n i dint feel so afraid before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i HATE it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996707357358689726-6735620700716670615?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/6735620700716670615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=6735620700716670615' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/6735620700716670615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/6735620700716670615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-havent-packed.html' title='i havent packed....'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-8843206216789975105</id><published>2010-01-13T10:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T10:35:21.455-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lazybumbum am i</title><content type='html'>ive got all the pics from the new year n xmas parties!!!&lt;br /&gt;ive got the vids!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now all i need is the time....&lt;br /&gt;i'll post em soon~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shoot.. i shud get off the internet n start really focusing on my coming exams.. i have 128 questions for microbiology and only on stinking no. 30. Less than a week to go... T_T &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for this to be over!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996707357358689726-8843206216789975105?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/8843206216789975105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=8843206216789975105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/8843206216789975105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/8843206216789975105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2010/01/lazybumbum-am-i.html' title='lazybumbum am i'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-3422451924927770498</id><published>2009-12-15T11:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T11:43:39.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>-20degrees!</title><content type='html'>oyes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgot to mention....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUTSIDE IS -20degrees!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;bagagar biji oo org bilang. (nah kau.. terkuar sabah se)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe the sudden drop in temperature.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was -7degrees... then today morning became -13.. then suddenly i checked n its -20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mo main skating pun xjadi. brain freeze terus o.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but if it reaches -30deg... automatically uni will close down n no classes! yipeee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haih.. russia russia...&lt;br /&gt;why art thou crazy weather russia~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. tats it for now~&lt;br /&gt;tata~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996707357358689726-3422451924927770498?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/3422451924927770498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=3422451924927770498' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/3422451924927770498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/3422451924927770498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2009/12/20degrees.html' title='-20degrees!'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-2034405714675945251</id><published>2009-12-15T11:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T11:32:35.868-08:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas concert!</title><content type='html'>heya bloggie! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just finished with out first practice for this coming christmas concert organized by WCCI on the 25th Dec. we'll be performing the "Joyful joyful" song from Sister Act 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuh!~ im so pumped!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love this song! i've always dreamt about how cool it would be to perform it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st practice went well i think.&lt;br /&gt;everyone was so pumped as i was to perform this number. The dance moves are tricky n so cute when in-sync that is hehe~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think at the end of it all.. confirm ampus la. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only thing that worried me at first was that not everybody would be into this idea.. no semangat la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but to my delight, everybody sang their hearts out n tried dancing those gila-babi-susah-dance-moves-at-first-sight(tx max ;p)... and it ended looking quite cute. us jumping about and all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets just see how it goes yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will definitely take a vid of our performance n post it here for u guys to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we might crash n burn~ but who cares?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its CHRISTMAS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*join the mighty chorus~~ the mighty2 chorus~~~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laaa di daaa~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till my next rant~&lt;br /&gt;tata bloggie~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: i have propa major trw... n pathanat to read!!!!!! stay up la agen this *bancuh kupi* T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996707357358689726-2034405714675945251?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/2034405714675945251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=2034405714675945251' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/2034405714675945251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/2034405714675945251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-concert.html' title='christmas concert!'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-2302220533593420803</id><published>2009-12-13T14:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T14:45:00.164-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eurotrip 2010</title><content type='html'>daddy n mummy~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love u soo much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pls may i go to London, Paris n Amsterdam this coming winter holidays?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purrty puliz... with sugar on top?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*keeping fingers crossed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CANT WAIT! this holiday i so need to recharge my batteries for the 2nd half of third year.&lt;br /&gt;im so excited..&lt;br /&gt;hopefully we can get all of this confirmed as early as possible coz right about now the prices for all hostels and transportation adds up to about only rm2500.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 days backpacking around europe!&lt;br /&gt;im so excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If all goes well.. it'll be a Moscow-London-Manchester-London-Paris-Amsterdam-Moscow. According to tat sequence.&lt;br /&gt;London Bridge(seen it before but still excited gila)-Old trafford(wiwiwiwiwi! im a MAN U fan btw)-Eiffel tower(im a bit acrophobic tho ;p)-Red light district(i gotta see this before they close it down!!!)&lt;br /&gt;In that order.&lt;br /&gt;DID I MENTION IM EXCITED?? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however..&lt;br /&gt;aren wont be able to travel with me this time..&lt;br /&gt;*happiness drop down a notch*&lt;br /&gt;for personal reasons.&lt;br /&gt;its so sweet of u dear ;)&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*kiddie mode*&lt;br /&gt;aww man. but i still really wish he cud come.&lt;br /&gt;it just wont be the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its ok. it is wat it is. &lt;br /&gt;Summer Holidays 2011 k dear! to Rome n Barcelona! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until then.. i'll be praying hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till my next post~&lt;br /&gt;tata bloggie~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996707357358689726-2302220533593420803?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/2302220533593420803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=2302220533593420803' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/2302220533593420803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/2302220533593420803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2009/12/eurotrip-2010.html' title='Eurotrip 2010'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-3294674562127428971</id><published>2009-11-27T10:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T11:00:39.048-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ouch.</title><content type='html'>ouch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did u loose ur sensitivity chip or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some things just hit the very core of u and u cant explain it. no matter how hard u try n figure out wat is was about that sentence that struck a nerve, it just doesn't come to you... n ur left feeling hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no amount of 'making it up' takes effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a latent period starts and u just feel numb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its something only a good shower and some chocolate ice cream can cure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mayb im moody...&lt;br /&gt;but it hurt just the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : sorry for this emo post. but if it helps me feel better... its all that matters ryte guys??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel better already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996707357358689726-3294674562127428971?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/3294674562127428971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=3294674562127428971' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/3294674562127428971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/3294674562127428971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2009/11/ouch.html' title='ouch.'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-6268779219721389761</id><published>2009-11-25T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T08:22:48.541-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sleeping time... my time</title><content type='html'>has anyone ever stopped to ponder on the little things in life?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like sleep?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;owh wat pure bliss... to lay in nothing-ness, ur mind empty with an occasional sweet dream or two, breathing steady, just laying there motionless as u recharge urself for another day of 3rd year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;waking up.. i find.. is almost the most hardest thing. especially after a meager 4 hours of it. BOOHOO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sleep o sleep~~~~~ where art thou??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;actually 3rd year isnt all that bad. It only is when u procrastinate like i do and find urself upon heaps n heaps of overdue material that u wonder where all the time went.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Stop with the farm-cafe-fishtank whatchamacallit games on FB! they're addictive!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Full grown men find themselves planting oats and wheat and taking care of their little chicks and pigs and visiting other little farmers, raking leaves, fertilizing crops and so on so forth... happily!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. DO NOT study with ur lappie on... Lappie on means internet's on.. which means MSN is on... which MEANS..... that u have a 99.9% possibility of meddling with ur com halfway tru reading Microbiology and the next day all that you can recall are the lyrics to ur bestie's "Natalie Louise Shim" 's new song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;btw nat.. i &lt;3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Be sure to have a well-stocked fridge. Studying takes up much glucose for the brain. Hence snacking is a MUST. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Snacking on fatty products is prohibited. We shall be smart AND sexy. Write this down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. I wish i had a no 4. Then it would seem like i thoroughly thought this thru. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;till my next rant...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tata bloggie~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;XOXO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996707357358689726-6268779219721389761?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/6268779219721389761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=6268779219721389761' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/6268779219721389761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/6268779219721389761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2009/11/sleeping-time-my-time.html' title='sleeping time... my time'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-620400463973613217</id><published>2009-11-09T03:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T03:17:04.707-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MIA</title><content type='html'>3rd year's a bitch.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why do they have to cram everything into this particular year... everything medic-y is shoved in ur face right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;n while i enjoy somewhat knowing every little mechanism that twinks our body... i have to say the load is getting to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;n its only been 3 months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;exams will be hell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think im slowly fading out of existence.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pray i survive this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and sorry for being mia lately. but the free time i have.. i spend on cathing up on sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps : i've agreed to play for mygames netball n basketball tournaments. And im trying out for the futsal team apart from already being in the netball team. Im digging my own grave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but its just so funnnnn... i cant help myself (T_T)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996707357358689726-620400463973613217?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/620400463973613217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=620400463973613217' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/620400463973613217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/620400463973613217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2009/11/mia.html' title='MIA'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-6863749345270393122</id><published>2009-09-24T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T23:28:07.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>back in kursk for 3rd year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;heya bloggiee&lt;div&gt;im backkk~~ been here in kursk for more than 3 weeks now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;coz im so lazy.. i'll just post these up..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;warning : ss pics galore. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SrvR3uFz_WI/AAAAAAAAATQ/SWkU90JvX20/s1600-h/IMG_3266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SrvR3uFz_WI/AAAAAAAAATQ/SWkU90JvX20/s320/IMG_3266.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385128534646979938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;went shopping for my winter jacket in Manesh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SrvR3eJSmjI/AAAAAAAAATI/gZbFZtyPlIQ/s1600-h/IMG_3255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SrvR3eJSmjI/AAAAAAAAATI/gZbFZtyPlIQ/s320/IMG_3255.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385128530366601778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;went to Manesh's version of fun square&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SrvR2__V7fI/AAAAAAAAATA/dDzTPzZ6WBg/s1600-h/IMG_3223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SrvR2__V7fI/AAAAAAAAATA/dDzTPzZ6WBg/s320/IMG_3223.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385128522271813106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is Manesh from the insides&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SrvOE__vt0I/AAAAAAAAAS4/6jKPxe2MzGg/s1600-h/IMG_3220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SrvOE__vt0I/AAAAAAAAAS4/6jKPxe2MzGg/s320/IMG_3220.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385124364745160514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;recharging batteries for another go &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SrvOElecsnI/AAAAAAAAASw/MZ7JX85U4tY/s1600-h/IMG_2779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SrvOElecsnI/AAAAAAAAASw/MZ7JX85U4tY/s320/IMG_2779.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385124357626180210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;went strolling about town&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SrvOEGq_nJI/AAAAAAAAASo/krc_gA_gcZI/s1600-h/IMG_2776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SrvOEGq_nJI/AAAAAAAAASo/krc_gA_gcZI/s320/IMG_2776.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385124349357300882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;went smelling preety flowers ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SrvODme8jHI/AAAAAAAAASg/Jv9tQysWYG4/s1600-h/IMG_3033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SrvODme8jHI/AAAAAAAAASg/Jv9tQysWYG4/s320/IMG_3033.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385124340716833906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;went yumcha-ing with friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SrvODPekZjI/AAAAAAAAASY/hhIuKoOclxQ/s1600-h/IMG_3028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SrvODPekZjI/AAAAAAAAASY/hhIuKoOclxQ/s320/IMG_3028.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385124334541235762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wonderful weather = happy2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SrvI5zjB4kI/AAAAAAAAASQ/5Ip1t3D9IEc/s1600-h/IMG_3018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SrvI5zjB4kI/AAAAAAAAASQ/5Ip1t3D9IEc/s320/IMG_3018.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385118674866790978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;outsides of Manesh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SrvI5Z9F-nI/AAAAAAAAASI/tllo23ZGhB0/s1600-h/IMG_3012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SrvI5Z9F-nI/AAAAAAAAASI/tllo23ZGhB0/s320/IMG_3012.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385118667996789362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;posed a lot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SrvI4yt4pmI/AAAAAAAAASA/bzjfgb_soDk/s1600-h/IMG_2984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SrvI4yt4pmI/AAAAAAAAASA/bzjfgb_soDk/s320/IMG_2984.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385118657464018530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ate a lot.. n tats about it. we do what we can~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SrvI4cBvs-I/AAAAAAAAAR4/3-Ae8yhA-zo/s1600-h/IMG_2598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SrvI4cBvs-I/AAAAAAAAAR4/3-Ae8yhA-zo/s320/IMG_2598.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385118651373302754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this was whilst still in KL... notice ojoi's excited. we were driving 100km/h on the highway ;p (drivers were very focused of course)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SrvI33h8s5I/AAAAAAAAARw/pvVOr0_CrAk/s1600-h/IMG_2536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SrvI33h8s5I/AAAAAAAAARw/pvVOr0_CrAk/s320/IMG_2536.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385118641576260498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and tada~ tx for picking me up n sending me back to the airport dong mek. *hugs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so those pics are to replace having to explain wat i did these past few weeks.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the two last pics were whilst still in kl. sorry for the SS pics. but darl got himself a new cam.. n ive become his muse.. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nways its so hectic nowadays... 3rd year is no joke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont know what i must have done wrong in my past life to deserve getting all the "good" teachers this semester. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i shudnt complain. these teachers of mine are strict and unforgiving and expect u to memorise word for word the topic.. then in class they just whip u up down and sideways.. in a way it makes us study.. but still~ the stress and fatigue can get to u.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank God for these miracles of a day when classes are canceled to make way for a special occasion in kursk. A portrait of Mother Mary which was found here in Kursk 800 years ago has been brought back to its original place from the US... temporarily of course.. and processions will be taking place in the main streets to commemorate this historic event.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;procession = main roads closed = no busses to hospital classes = x classes = rest = happy me :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yipee~ so tats why im taking this opportunity to update on the latest happenings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so till my next post~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996707357358689726-6863749345270393122?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/6863749345270393122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=6863749345270393122' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/6863749345270393122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/6863749345270393122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2009/09/back-in-kursk-for-3rd-year.html' title='back in kursk for 3rd year'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SrvR3uFz_WI/AAAAAAAAATQ/SWkU90JvX20/s72-c/IMG_3266.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-2178518019812235956</id><published>2009-08-07T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T10:23:07.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>on attachment</title><content type='html'>wuhuuuuu bloggie~~~~&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sorry for the long absence. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;internet is no more fun for me when im so occupied with family n friends. i know wat ur thinking.. "awwwwww"......... but its true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and since the 1st of August... bz with attachment in HQE, emergency dept.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so many things to tell.. so bloody tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oopps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;a little deprived of sleep&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not because attachment starts at 8am (tats a reasonable hour), but instead due to the fact tat i have to reluctantly wake up at 5am n leave by 5:30am so tat mum n i can send lil bro to school by 6, then mum goes to work at 7... and im dropped off an &lt;b&gt;HOUR&lt;/b&gt; early to the hospital.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;during this time i read the newspapers very2 slowly and go through every article.. hence, im pretty upto-date with current events like mj's mum now has custody of his kids (not in any particular way useful info but still... i read the entertainment section first :D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;neway bck to topic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its so so so very interesting in A&amp;amp;E now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in the beginning... i remember the hours spent standing trying to look bz when there are no cases in the ward, or the time when we first started and felt completely lost in a world where everyone is walking with a purpose and rushing to get something done and of course the leg aches from all that standing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it took some getting used to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the key is to be proactive. or in other words "kuat menyibuk"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some have this God-given talent while others have to jadi muka tembok jg la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"errr.. nurse bole kami observe?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"errr.. o.. apa skt dia ah?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;etc etc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at first i felt like i was in the way of their efficient workings.. but a few days into it.. i started to get into the groove.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gone is the shyness. in order to learn.. i shall be "proactive"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the staff (MA,HO,nurses) have accepted our presence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they even allow us to do more procedures now and we dont even have to ask anymore. they seem to want to teach these eager-to-please med students who trail them everywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ive done several ECG's, BP and Pulse rate recordings and a few injections even (with supervision of course)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;might seem like a small achievement to some.. but for me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*SMILES ALL AROUND*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;small baby steps hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;however observation wise is amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know i sound very jakun.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i just saw a little boy's head cracked open due to a falling brick that landed on his head and the part tat made me jakun was that the Doctor &lt;b&gt;INVITED &lt;/b&gt;us to touch the fractured skull of the boy so that we could learn how it felt like. So 3 of us observing this boy slipped on some sterilized gloves and felt his fractured skull through his large open wound.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fuh. thats wat i call learning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;imma never forget that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there were so many other cases... but im pooped.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all in all.. first week of elective attachment in HQE Emergency Dept has been fun and very educational.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;till my next post~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tataaaa~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996707357358689726-2178518019812235956?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/2178518019812235956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=2178518019812235956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/2178518019812235956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/2178518019812235956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2009/08/on-attachment.html' title='on attachment'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-8491644803217974110</id><published>2009-07-12T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T21:22:16.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Quarantine</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WARNING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IF U DONT WANT TO READ ABOUT ME WHINING N COMPLAINING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LEAVE NOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrghhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like dying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not because of this stupid virus.. yes funny story. who wud have thunk tat i wud get the swine flu. i must have the most sh**tiest luck in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun worry tho. im all well now.. symptom free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wats killing me is boredom.. house arrest is no fun. so bored.. i suddenly felt like blogging which is a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry guys.. (especially ojoi) for not telling u.. there were days susah mo buka mata coz the fever was too much (pity me pls) ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i dint even contract this virus from so-called h1n1 infested countries.. (i transited in korea.. but none of my friends got it).. so most probably i got it from my brother.. coz he's been hanging out with loads of friends who just came back from overseas, namely US and australia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and not to mention i sat in a confined space with him(the car) for several hours.. as he coughed on and on. And suddenly i wake up the next morning in cold sweat, all feverish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to make things worst, i wasnt able to meet azee n zella whom were here for several days after i arrived... n now they've flown back to shah alam.. n im left here all alone again with no hope of meeting my geng karas again... uwa~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sedih gila babi sdh nie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to top it all off.. nxt year i'll be doing practicals in russia.. so mmg x akan clash lagi holiday kita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'll see ya'll after 4 years ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D im smiling to hide my pain n dissapointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya. they shud put an extra symptom up for bloody swine flu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEPRESSION&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996707357358689726-8491644803217974110?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/8491644803217974110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=8491644803217974110' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/8491644803217974110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/8491644803217974110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2009/07/in-quarantine.html' title='In Quarantine'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-2185997079486641040</id><published>2009-06-06T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T00:00:46.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You've found the ONE</title><content type='html'>it seems like only yesterday we were on our way to high school together... either ur dad or my dad would pick us up n send us because we live in the same housing area.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we gossiped, we shared our secrets, we laughed, we cried, we stayed over at each others houses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we worried about our hair, we complimented each others styles (omg. fashion disasters way back then), we assured each other and promised to stay good friends eventhough we led different paths in life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;u told me of ur first bf, who apparently will also be ur last  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ur an animal lover.. and to the extreme. dozens of cats. even dogs. and u even have a shovel in the boot of ur car for "emergency purposes" which i shall not mention here   :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;u love to swim, but u cant because ur allergic to chlorine water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;u have really thick, soft, straight n silky hair which i envy. (ok totally irrelevant)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and now u have gotten engaged (6th June) which is such a big thing for me. And u told me a month before about it. it was an invitation. i knew u knew i couldnt be there.. but u told me anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im touched. eventho we dont keep in contact as much as i would like.. but i know we're still the best of friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so anyway baybeh~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this post is dedicated to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY ENGAGEMENT!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: u've surpassed us all :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Sitf7op3u2I/AAAAAAAAARg/H_3lB3eG3m4/s1600-h/180820084171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Sitf7op3u2I/AAAAAAAAARg/H_3lB3eG3m4/s320/180820084171.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344470860935183202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the lip pout pose. lol. from way back when. dammint.. i just realised we dont have a more recent pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Sitf7e6W26I/AAAAAAAAARY/M-6BWxFfHiQ/s1600-h/160720084108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Sitf7e6W26I/AAAAAAAAARY/M-6BWxFfHiQ/s320/160720084108.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344470858319977378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;:D and there's mi other bestie. curi2 masuk pic haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;neway, i miss u zee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dont get married without me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996707357358689726-2185997079486641040?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/2185997079486641040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=2185997079486641040' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/2185997079486641040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/2185997079486641040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2009/06/youve-found-one.html' title='You&apos;ve found the ONE'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Sitf7op3u2I/AAAAAAAAARg/H_3lB3eG3m4/s72-c/180820084171.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-2315595965620400901</id><published>2009-05-21T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T12:11:51.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Down with the flu :(</title><content type='html'>heya bloggie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no no, its not THAT flu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its the normal flu that seems to be spreading like wildfire around here.&lt;br /&gt;ive almost forgotten how its like.&lt;br /&gt;runny nose, slight temperature, watery eyes.. and the sneezing. omy the sneezing. i could kill an ant with it. its somewhat equivalent to a tornado in the ant world.&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive taken my meds.&lt;br /&gt;hope this flu doesnt drag on.. i practically interupt lectures with the sound of me blowing my nose off.&lt;br /&gt;imagine a clogged pipe.&lt;br /&gt;yep tats me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i cant think when i have the flu. somehow i think it my brain jams up and all of a sudden all cognitive functions of mine are put on hold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be continuing my sleep now. I've been sleeping the whole evening like a bear in hibernation.. sleep is my sanctuary right now because as soon as i open my eyes, it activates the pipe systems in my nasal cavity and i suddenly have to deal with a dense waterfall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n my nose looks like it took a beating from Rocky Balboa from all the wiping of mucous with rough toilet paper tissue because i ran out of soft and scented face tissue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neway.. till my next post.&lt;br /&gt;tata~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: i dreamt i broke a nail... i think a friend told me it wasnt such a good thing. :( im so superstitious sometimes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996707357358689726-2315595965620400901?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/2315595965620400901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=2315595965620400901' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/2315595965620400901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/2315595965620400901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2009/05/down-with-flu.html' title='Down with the flu :('/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-8209294220324599842</id><published>2009-05-18T05:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T06:22:19.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun facts!</title><content type='html'>heya bloggie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im actually procrastinating right now. i should be looking for information about the Political structure  in Malaysia for a project of mine but instead i came upon this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Only one person in two billion will live to be 116 or older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Women blink nearly twice as much as men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. No word in the English language rhymes with "MONTH"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Our eyes are always the same size from birth, but our nose and earsnever stop growing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I am left handed but do almost everything else with my right and only 7% of the population are lefties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. The Germans tried to copy Coca-Cola and came up with the drink Fanta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Modern teenagers are better behaved than their counterparts of 20 years ago, showing "less problematic behavior" involving sex, drugs and drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Just about 3 people are born every second, and about 1.3333 people die every second. The result is about a 2 and 2/3 net increase of people every second. Almost 10 people more live on this Earth now, than before you finished reading this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I once sleep-walked down a 3-storyed house down to the kitchen, left my blanket there and climbed back up 3 floors to my room and into bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Prince Charles and Prince William NEVER travel on the same airplane just in case there is a crash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can only confirm no. 5 and 9... the rest :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok tata for now!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996707357358689726-8209294220324599842?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/8209294220324599842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=8209294220324599842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/8209294220324599842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/8209294220324599842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2009/05/fun-facts.html' title='Fun facts!'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-6432434895271124052</id><published>2009-05-15T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T22:18:46.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swine Flu in malaysia!</title><content type='html'>alert2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our first case of swine flu in Malaysia, virus A(H1N1) was confirmed yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i checked The Star online and now a second case has been confirmed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thestar.com.my/"&gt;http://thestar.com.my/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to read all about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok no need to panic. *sweat*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully authorities will be able to contain the spread...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let it not reach beloved borneo. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: wanted to search for more info but i have class in half an hour. will do ryte after.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996707357358689726-6432434895271124052?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/6432434895271124052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=6432434895271124052' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/6432434895271124052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/6432434895271124052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2009/05/swine-flu-in-malaysia.html' title='Swine Flu in malaysia!'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-3607695920132210929</id><published>2009-05-01T02:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T03:20:19.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The medals tat we yearned for</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SfrLFuwyvTI/AAAAAAAAAQI/gVbTIU9l5kc/s1600-h/ceremony.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330796408258870578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 109px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SfrLFuwyvTI/AAAAAAAAAQI/gVbTIU9l5kc/s400/ceremony.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the opening ceremony.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From Left to Right : KSMU, Nizhny, Volgo, RSMU (missing in action coz their bus broke down.. so they arrived late), MMA and MAI&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;FYI : KSMU -kursk state medical uni, RSMU :Russian state medical uni, MMA : Moscow Medical Academy, MAI : Moscow Aviation Institute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SfrLFeLdMuI/AAAAAAAAAQA/lLP_5bZkDLg/s1600-h/medals.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330796403807302370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 378px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SfrLFeLdMuI/AAAAAAAAAQA/lLP_5bZkDLg/s400/medals.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the medals. kewl huh. like teardrops :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330796869538158434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SfrLglKWF2I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/ZB_5GpWZt7w/s400/DSC06143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;my personal cheerleader who got medals for athletics *bangga2* :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;more pics to come.. tata~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996707357358689726-3607695920132210929?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/3607695920132210929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=3607695920132210929' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/3607695920132210929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/3607695920132210929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2009/05/medals-tat-we-yearned-for.html' title='The medals tat we yearned for'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SfrLFuwyvTI/AAAAAAAAAQI/gVbTIU9l5kc/s72-c/ceremony.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-4656595053227323483</id><published>2009-05-01T01:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T02:48:45.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kursk Ravens!! - Volgames 2009 -</title><content type='html'>hey2 bloggie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as promised... pics from Volgo games :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Sfq5KWIZSVI/AAAAAAAAANw/dfrKifV9ce8/s1600-h/DSC05981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330776696337025362" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Sfq5KWIZSVI/AAAAAAAAANw/dfrKifV9ce8/s320/DSC05981.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO GO GO KURSK RAVENS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoho im feeling hyper for this post.&lt;br /&gt;as u can see.. up there was our Uni's banner for the recent Volgames 2009 in the city of heroes, Volgograd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and down here is the our netball team waiting in front of uni to board the bus.. for gudluck.. we must camwhore as always.&lt;br /&gt;praveen, our GS missing in action.. she was busy sowing our banner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Sfq5KmPxeEI/AAAAAAAAAN4/jXAbcSTPdTo/s1600-h/DSC05988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330776700662937666" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Sfq5KmPxeEI/AAAAAAAAAN4/jXAbcSTPdTo/s320/DSC05988.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tadaaaaa~ Kursk contigents with the banner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Sfq5KP5r3wI/AAAAAAAAANo/9DonfIqsmGQ/s1600-h/2992_76319563732_643908732_1819242_4827915_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330776694664716034" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Sfq5KP5r3wI/AAAAAAAAANo/9DonfIqsmGQ/s320/2992_76319563732_643908732_1819242_4827915_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Sfq6BrQD8jI/AAAAAAAAAOA/lpbLekp7skk/s1600-h/DSC05991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330777646899130930" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Sfq6BrQD8jI/AAAAAAAAAOA/lpbLekp7skk/s320/DSC05991.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cameraman! click this way pls....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Sfq6B9u-A-I/AAAAAAAAAOI/iQmOwVoTXmo/s1600-h/DSC06000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330777651860603874" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Sfq6B9u-A-I/AAAAAAAAAOI/iQmOwVoTXmo/s320/DSC06000.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of our pit stops... gmbar2 skit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Sfq6CIoGzYI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/Qn0e6YUJrGo/s1600-h/DSC06003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330777654784609666" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Sfq6CIoGzYI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/Qn0e6YUJrGo/s320/DSC06003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we arrive in volgo just in time for opening ceremony.. as the overall champions of the last intervarsity games in Nizhny Novgorad.. Kursk contigents march first.. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sy tuuu nah pakai sluar purple.. just in case u were looking. hihi~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Sfq6xLjOhpI/AAAAAAAAAOY/5Oi_dcjJYZw/s1600-h/2992_76319663732_643908732_1819259_3040993_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330778463023302290" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Sfq6xLjOhpI/AAAAAAAAAOY/5Oi_dcjJYZw/s320/2992_76319663732_643908732_1819259_3040993_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KSMU! KSMU!! *clap3*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Sfq6xR6TupI/AAAAAAAAAOg/8zs-T6J83Rk/s1600-h/2992_76319678732_643908732_1819260_7573140_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330778464730725010" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Sfq6xR6TupI/AAAAAAAAAOg/8zs-T6J83Rk/s320/2992_76319678732_643908732_1819260_7573140_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our game was on the first day. straight after arriving at 6am in the morning after 16hour drive.. attended the opening ceremony and went straight to our match.&lt;br /&gt;warm up pose... ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Sfq6xtjy0BI/AAAAAAAAAOo/pgjCtctbuoE/s1600-h/DSC06036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330778472152485906" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Sfq6xtjy0BI/AAAAAAAAAOo/pgjCtctbuoE/s320/DSC06036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all smiles before our first game againts Moscow medical academy..&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately.. we lost our first game to them 5-6.&lt;br /&gt;we felt really down then.. since it was our first year with a brand new defence. Akak punidha (wd), Kala(gd) both have graduated and Yas(gk) couldnt come for the games this time.. loosing the first match.. we thought it was all downhill from then on.&lt;br /&gt;thankfully we won the next matches againts Volgograd 10-5 and RSMU 7-3 to make it into the finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Sfq6x402M1I/AAAAAAAAAOw/v_lUpXFQ2qE/s1600-h/DSC06035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330778475176801106" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Sfq6x402M1I/AAAAAAAAAOw/v_lUpXFQ2qE/s320/DSC06035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the finals we met up with MMA once again and WON the game 8-7... also a 1 point difference!&lt;br /&gt;WE WONNNN!!!!!!! WUHUUUU~~~~&lt;br /&gt;FUH~~~ *sweaty palms typing this while thinking about the game*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Sfq8YvzMTrI/AAAAAAAAAO4/YsBJwI3wEmo/s1600-h/DSC06047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330780242280468146" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Sfq8YvzMTrI/AAAAAAAAAO4/YsBJwI3wEmo/s320/DSC06047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tx for not giving up team :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Sfq8Y-brqnI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PpnRDHlQSuQ/s1600-h/DSC06051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330780246208391794" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Sfq8Y-brqnI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PpnRDHlQSuQ/s320/DSC06051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after netball, we went to support the Futsal girls.&lt;br /&gt;They won Gold too... wuhuu.. congrats :)&lt;br /&gt;the next day.. i still had Handball to compete in. However we only got fourth placing. which i think was still a hell of a good job considering we only formed the team a week before the games.&lt;br /&gt;We'll get u guys next year round in Kursk Games 2010!... I'll be seeing u RSMU handball girls, especially the one who pushed one of our Futsal players in the finals after she scored the winning goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;tx for ur going-away present too.. hbs lebam tangan sy. thank u very much. grrrr...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Sfq8ZG7ZJII/AAAAAAAAAPI/b2ID5Nz2dko/s1600-h/DSC06056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330780248488879234" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Sfq8ZG7ZJII/AAAAAAAAAPI/b2ID5Nz2dko/s320/DSC06056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the 2nd day.. we had a Grand Concert. it was actually called the Grand dinner nite. tapi since makanan sgt "grand".. i think its more suitably called Grand concert.. congrats volgo on the great performances! truly enjoyed it :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oya.. n remembered when i said i had to sing... well i DID! hehe. will upload the video as soon as i get it :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ada sumbang2.. tapi pura2 seja la xperasan k.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here we are after the concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Sfq8Ze8QrGI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/BR4xOnKwAv4/s1600-h/DSC06115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330780254934969442" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Sfq8Ze8QrGI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/BR4xOnKwAv4/s320/DSC06115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we r making fun of chang hoi's rapping part in the song 'satu suara'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Sfq9KnfhhVI/AAAAAAAAAPY/13ykF5tOsFI/s1600-h/DSC06117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330781099043947858" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Sfq9KnfhhVI/AAAAAAAAAPY/13ykF5tOsFI/s320/DSC06117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the closing ceremony... kami kena suruh duduk mcm kanak2 terbiar while they distribute the medals. those in red are the futsal girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Sfq9K0mBe9I/AAAAAAAAAPg/KGa8iWoyvCU/s1600-h/DSC06139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330781102560869330" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Sfq9K0mBe9I/AAAAAAAAAPg/KGa8iWoyvCU/s320/DSC06139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kursk Contigents! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;although we only got 2nd placing overall for this year.. but spirits were still high. We shall grab the championship again next year!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Sfq9LHBUNII/AAAAAAAAAPo/fKPzVjn_73c/s1600-h/DSC06148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330781107507180674" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Sfq9LHBUNII/AAAAAAAAAPo/fKPzVjn_73c/s320/DSC06148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all it was so fun.. n these are just pics from my cam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'll post more as soon as i've collected them from other peeps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;especially the pics of us at the statue of Mother of Russia :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well tata for now bloggie~&lt;br /&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/3996707357358689726-4656595053227323483?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/4656595053227323483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=4656595053227323483' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/4656595053227323483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/4656595053227323483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2009/05/kursk-ravens-volgames-2009.html' title='Kursk Ravens!! - Volgames 2009 -'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Sfq5KWIZSVI/AAAAAAAAANw/dfrKifV9ce8/s72-c/DSC05981.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-3719670251615647056</id><published>2009-04-22T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T13:56:15.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bout moving backwards in time &amp; to volgo</title><content type='html'>yuhuuu bloggie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i turned 21 a few days ago.. to be exact a whole week ago.. but ive just been so bz lately i havent been able to update..i will as soon as i get the pics. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"u now have the key to freedom, welcome to the adult world" quote from daddy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its funny though... i dont feel 21. am i really an adult now? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;n tx for all the wishes guys :) muaks3... *sniff* &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;mami dadi lupa pla.. hurm.. ni mesti mo kasi hadiah plg besar la ni kalau gini kan kannn??? haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok before i go on about volgo. ni nah se mo tunjuk koleksi sy yg terbaru.. hence the title of blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've been collecting these cute toys from kinder surprise chocs. hohohoho. hbs se kumpul madagascar series. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;actually there is one character missing :((((( huhu. mayb they have him on ebay. nda puas hati ooooo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;madagascar!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Se8r29--UAI/AAAAAAAAAMg/Gj_5E1F4QKg/s1600-h/DSC05962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327525107554209794" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Se8r29--UAI/AAAAAAAAAMg/Gj_5E1F4QKg/s320/DSC05962.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;n now they have the "SHREK" series out! yipeee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Se8r3AO9FnI/AAAAAAAAAMo/f8M9tsYKxBk/s1600-h/DSC05965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327525108158109298" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Se8r3AO9FnI/AAAAAAAAAMo/f8M9tsYKxBk/s320/DSC05965.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nah ko tinguk tu.. chumil kan shrek :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Se8r3TILlbI/AAAAAAAAAMw/q5HbdRKeOzI/s1600-h/DSC05972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327525113229972914" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Se8r3TILlbI/AAAAAAAAAMw/q5HbdRKeOzI/s320/DSC05972.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;found Shrek first.. then prince charming.. n i need all the others shown on the box for a complete set. *jia you!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Se8r3m6KIhI/AAAAAAAAAM4/deGD5UlVoMk/s1600-h/DSC05970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327525118539866642" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Se8r3m6KIhI/AAAAAAAAAM4/deGD5UlVoMk/s320/DSC05970.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;their tiny arent they... :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oya btw.. this is actually an old post... ever since these pics were taken.., ive collected the princess, the 3 little pigs n the werewolf.. hohohohohoho~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mengapa saya teruja kumpul these small toys??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dunt know why when i see these small toys lined up on my shelf.. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i have a few of the same characters too.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i feel all happy inside. its like having a whole village of happy monsters :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well nway... ive been to VOLGO n back :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sorry for the late updates.. but neway..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;these pics are from before volgo..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here's us training netball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Se8xa2L1BjI/AAAAAAAAANA/HsUfUPdDUMk/s1600-h/DSC05894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327531221494072882" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Se8xa2L1BjI/AAAAAAAAANA/HsUfUPdDUMk/s320/DSC05894.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes we play with boys... we actually have a guys netball team &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;.. bkn official punya la tapi ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Se8xbCuK8YI/AAAAAAAAANI/imjymB-DNYw/s1600-h/DSC05906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327531224859341186" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Se8xbCuK8YI/AAAAAAAAANI/imjymB-DNYw/s320/DSC05906.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"SOOOOOTTTT!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Se8xbS4AUVI/AAAAAAAAANQ/h2PTsUxUUso/s1600-h/DSC05925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327531229195555154" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Se8xbS4AUVI/AAAAAAAAANQ/h2PTsUxUUso/s320/DSC05925.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Se8xa2L1BjI/AAAAAAAAANA/HsUfUPdDUMk/s1600-h/DSC05894.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"DEFENCE! DEFENCE!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Se8xb7q13FI/AAAAAAAAANY/G3Lm-ltsQJc/s1600-h/DSC05944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327531240146197586" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Se8xb7q13FI/AAAAAAAAANY/G3Lm-ltsQJc/s320/DSC05944.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;our Volgo team 2009! wuhuuuuuuuuu~ go KURSK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oyea... n we won the GOLD. *flips hair in minta puji fashion*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;will post pics of volgo soon n tell u of our triumph in full detail :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps: volgo's gold medal is so purrty it made the whole 16 hour trip in a bus soooooo worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well tata for now~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Se8xbCuK8YI/AAAAAAAAANI/imjymB-DNYw/s1600-h/DSC05906.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&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/3996707357358689726-3719670251615647056?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/3719670251615647056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=3719670251615647056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/3719670251615647056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/3719670251615647056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2009/04/bout-moving-backwards-in-time-to-volgo.html' title='bout moving backwards in time &amp; to volgo'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Se8r29--UAI/AAAAAAAAAMg/Gj_5E1F4QKg/s72-c/DSC05962.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-358440031089359248</id><published>2009-04-13T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T04:32:55.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busiest week of my life</title><content type='html'>busy busy busy bee am i bloggie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just dont know how i got so busy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ive had no time to update. but since today is my self-claimed holiday... heres an update. my schedule over the weekend was :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saturday - class, making easter eggs for an easter bday boy and this took me HOURS.. coz im just so creative.. i had to keep redo-ing it when it wasnt preety enuf. (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;act sgt hodoh bikinan sy, terpaksa redo balik2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.), then in the evening i was taken to Tanuki Japanese Restaurant! its a cool new asian-ish sushi place for an early bday celebration...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SeQvYSNHobI/AAAAAAAAALA/JKK_-kquLtI/s1600-h/DSC05790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324432753708999090" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SeQvYSNHobI/AAAAAAAAALA/JKK_-kquLtI/s320/DSC05790.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;look! look! they have chinese writings on the walls! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i tot i was in a japanese restaurant???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SeQvYmOhJ5I/AAAAAAAAALI/l9YeVBGfETk/s1600-h/DSC05794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324432759083575186" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SeQvYmOhJ5I/AAAAAAAAALI/l9YeVBGfETk/s320/DSC05794.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saya teruja ya.. my tea was served by this guy with his unique teapot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SeQvY3QogCI/AAAAAAAAALQ/0GBvbBzliTg/s1600-h/DSC05795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324432763655847970" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SeQvY3QogCI/AAAAAAAAALQ/0GBvbBzliTg/s320/DSC05795.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tada~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SeQv-xO-V9I/AAAAAAAAALY/7JwKzORthg0/s1600-h/DSC05793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324433414873307090" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SeQv-xO-V9I/AAAAAAAAALY/7JwKzORthg0/s320/DSC05793.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;panjangnya muncung teapot ni.. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;kalau serve terus masuk mulut pun buli ni..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SeQwAIRnJKI/AAAAAAAAALg/HYqIF3rKaZs/s1600-h/DSC05797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324433438238254242" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SeQwAIRnJKI/AAAAAAAAALg/HYqIF3rKaZs/s320/DSC05797.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n they gave hot wet napkins just like in airplanes... &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sakai skijap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SeQwAel-yMI/AAAAAAAAALo/HFUfF44k2sw/s1600-h/DSC05798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324433444229269698" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SeQwAel-yMI/AAAAAAAAALo/HFUfF44k2sw/s320/DSC05798.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow.. mind blasting prices.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; *faints*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SeQwAdLTAXI/AAAAAAAAALw/irEFCK_YGI8/s1600-h/DSC05799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324433443848913266" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SeQwAdLTAXI/AAAAAAAAALw/irEFCK_YGI8/s320/DSC05799.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were picket-fenced by bamboos.. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ni mcm ngam ni mo magunatip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SeQws65j0fI/AAAAAAAAAL4/FqUzYy_ud1Y/s1600-h/DSC05803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324434207741825522" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SeQws65j0fI/AAAAAAAAAL4/FqUzYy_ud1Y/s320/DSC05803.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SeQwtH1zJYI/AAAAAAAAAMA/aeu8McdDopw/s1600-h/DSC05805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324434211215713666" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SeQwtH1zJYI/AAAAAAAAAMA/aeu8McdDopw/s320/DSC05805.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my fav fish... Salmon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SeQzYzVr8WI/AAAAAAAAAMY/rcx8WLmss6Y/s1600-h/DSC05807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324437160649814370" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SeQzYzVr8WI/AAAAAAAAAMY/rcx8WLmss6Y/s320/DSC05807.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his dish.. looks so malaysian-ish doesnt it &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SeQwtfoqGwI/AAAAAAAAAMI/_WgsPElOYtc/s1600-h/DSC05810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324434217603046146" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SeQwtfoqGwI/AAAAAAAAAMI/_WgsPElOYtc/s320/DSC05810.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im turning japanese, i think im turning japanese, i rili think so!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then my sunday was... &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*faints again*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Woke up at 9:30am... Easter Sunday yippee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Helped out to cook for our Easter feast after mass tat day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cooked till 1:15 pm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bergegas untuk mandi dan menyiapkan diri for mass at 2pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Had a slight panic attack at 1:45pm taxi blum smpai and im suppose to be singing psalms for mass n i havent told max how the melody goes yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Arrived on time for mass. Mass finished at 3:30pm. Netball training starts at 4pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cepat2 gobbled up Easter feast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Rushed to netball training n arrived late.. kena suruh lari extra rounds. huhu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Finished netball at 6pm. Was feeling so happy.. yay.. dpt rehat sdh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then am forced to attend Handball last tryouts by fellow netball members who are also trying out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Go for 7pm Handball tryouts. Promised myself to finish it early because i havent read for Physio class tomoro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Stayed until the very end of handball because it was so much fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Came home and cooked rice. Thank God meal was taken care of by special someone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bathed,ate n then reluctantly started on physio at 10pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went to bed only at 2pm.&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;Next day, manage to breeze tru Physio class with not much slip-ups. It was really a blessed day. God gave me energy to pull through and do all i needed too. :)&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&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;moral of the story&lt;/strong&gt; : &lt;strong&gt;When u feel u have to many commitments to fill, or are very2 busy.. its good to take a moment and ask for help from the One above.. surprisingly.. he managed to add more hours to a day and give abundant energy :).&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know its kinda my fault for having to much to do.. my dad would tell me to cut down on my activities so that my results wont suffer.. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i will in 3rd year.. ** promise **.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;but its just so much fun being involved.. it makes my time go faster towards the moment i meet my beloved family and friends again. n by then i will have so many stories n achievements to tell them about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am still in 2nd year 2nd sem btw. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;neway,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on top off all that.. Kenyalang Kinabalu &lt;strong&gt;might&lt;/strong&gt; be performing for another competition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i &lt;strong&gt;might&lt;/strong&gt; be singing at the Volgo Games 2009 ceremony. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tat means probably another very busy week ahead. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BUT I PROMISE I WILL STILL KEEP STUDIES MY NUMERO UNO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ni untuk dady n mami se baca. nanti kena marah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hehe well.. tats tat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;till my next post!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996707357358689726-358440031089359248?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/358440031089359248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=358440031089359248' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/358440031089359248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/358440031089359248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2009/04/busiest-week-of-my-life.html' title='Busiest week of my life'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SeQvYSNHobI/AAAAAAAAALA/JKK_-kquLtI/s72-c/DSC05790.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-6371873475953323593</id><published>2009-03-31T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T22:08:44.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A familiar face has arrived!</title><content type='html'>Heya bloggie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last nite at 12:15pm... the new students have arrived. Abraham told me tat a classmate of mine would be arriving.. I dint think i was true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until i SAW her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CHONG KAH HEE!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my pren!~~~~ my long lost pren~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first time i saw her... sana dia berdiri on the 2nd floor of our hostel looking so blur2. I live on the 3rd floor btway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can that girl with a large backpack on her be....? is that truly my S.M All Saints school mate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i said "well hello there preety lady... can i get yo number?" *hair blown by a breeze just for special effect ;p*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just kidding. i couldnt hide my excitement actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really said "Chong!! wahhh u came!" then she said "Chris!! yeaaa... ada kawan"&lt;br /&gt;then i said "Ya!!! jan risau.. sy jaga kau" -----&gt; why did i say tat? mcm mama2 pula.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think from that slip of tongue, subconciously i knew how hard i was to fit in with the new enviroment here. i had no one really close to me when i came. except abraham.. n azwan... but we werent so close yet.. n so mayb a good friend will help her transition better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too bad i cudnt stay n chat with her... i went up a while n came down to find her moved into her room already. which room? i went shouting her name down the 2nd floor corridor... but i guess she dint hear me. and just like tat... she was GONE. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ceh.. macam tulis novel hihi~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no worries. i'll find her today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O!!! HAPPY DAY! (quote from my sarcastic physio teacher)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish all my cwazy frens came here too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well til my next post~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata bloggie~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: i have taken a pic of aren's new hair. but this post is all about Chong. hehe. mayb later. tata~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996707357358689726-6371873475953323593?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/6371873475953323593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=6371873475953323593' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/6371873475953323593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/6371873475953323593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-students-have-arrived.html' title='A familiar face has arrived!'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-5916464389660135603</id><published>2009-03-31T04:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T06:09:10.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'>snipp snipp n tada~~~~</title><content type='html'>heya bloggie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sowie lama nda update. i've just changed to unlimited internet!!! wuhuuu.. im loving it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lol bloggie2... got so much to tell. but i'll start with the most recent activity of mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yesterday i cut aren's hair! muahahaha... (i have no experience watsoever btw... mayb from cutting my own fringe sumtimes tho)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Exibit A :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SdISiWO8zfI/AAAAAAAAAK4/lQn_i9AJ-6c/s1600-h/Picture+443.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319334491171114482" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SdISiWO8zfI/AAAAAAAAAK4/lQn_i9AJ-6c/s320/Picture+443.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;him : laa di daa~ Here i am... happy n free. until i met.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me : hmm.. pjg sdh rmbut dia nie. im sure cutting hair is not tat hard...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SdIPWyNduGI/AAAAAAAAAKY/rTQMs0kskjI/s1600-h/Picture+468.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319330993987762274" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SdIPWyNduGI/AAAAAAAAAKY/rTQMs0kskjI/s320/Picture+468.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;him : HER! gone is my long-lovely-silky-smooth-pantene-like hair~&lt;br /&gt;note the fringe is now shorter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SdIPW54aqXI/AAAAAAAAAKg/tEHh14cAs3Q/s1600-h/Picture+469.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319330996046965106" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SdIPW54aqXI/AAAAAAAAAKg/tEHh14cAs3Q/s320/Picture+469.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: eii.. we're on camera.. come2.. pose with ur fab new hairdo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;him: boo hoo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SdIPWwZfNII/AAAAAAAAAKo/zbAPVZjv0Gs/s1600-h/Picture+472.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319330993501320322" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SdIPWwZfNII/AAAAAAAAAKo/zbAPVZjv0Gs/s320/Picture+472.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me : wadya say?? wanna die is it??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;him : i... i... i meant.. WUHUUU~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SdIPXK-CAUI/AAAAAAAAAKw/l-wXkVXwaGY/s1600-h/Picture+474.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319331000633917762" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SdIPXK-CAUI/AAAAAAAAAKw/l-wXkVXwaGY/s320/Picture+474.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me : tats a good boy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;him *traumatized for life*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kakakaka. kasian kan... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im touched that he still went to class today despite my unprofesional haircut. i think it looks nice.. haha. its really fun tho. just cut according to your "FEEL".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mark n matt.. jaga la kamu when i get back home... se cukur rambut kamu sana jadi bulat2 trus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;k la bloggie...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gtg now,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps: today he will mend his hair n cut it even shorter n spike it... boo hooo~~ no more Rock star-ish looks... tapi nda pa la. we shall see how his new look is like later.&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/3996707357358689726-5916464389660135603?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/5916464389660135603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=5916464389660135603' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/5916464389660135603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/5916464389660135603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2009/03/snipp-snipp-n-tada.html' title='snipp snipp n tada~~~~'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SdISiWO8zfI/AAAAAAAAAK4/lQn_i9AJ-6c/s72-c/Picture+443.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-8438990845205573252</id><published>2009-03-16T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T12:39:16.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Clueless wannabes</title><content type='html'>hey2 bloggie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we r so clueless~ but yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was so fun in Nursing Surgery class!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the teacher told us to take our sphygmanomometers n stethoscopes n go in pairs to a few patient wards to talk with patients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;IN RUSSIAN~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;at least cikgu group lain kasi heads up on what to ask patients.. how we should interact n all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekurang-kurangnya kasi la tips2... ini tidak~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we just went into the wards blindly... acting like we had did this a million times before. confident in our swagger, vibrating an air of confidence in each step.. yep.. until we had to open our mouth that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;sana la kami tergagap2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Me : Zdraztuitye. Kak y vas dila? (hello.. how r u today?)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ini soalan standard yg kami blajar in russian tadika&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patient: Narmalna. (normal)&lt;br /&gt;Me : Kak vas zavut? skolka vam let? (wats ur name? age?)&lt;br /&gt;Patient : Sasha. pid-disiat vosim (Sasha. 58)&lt;br /&gt;Me : kakoe y vas zhalobie? (what are ur complaints?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n as i jot this down fervently, i find out that i've finished asking all the questions i thought wud take me at least 15 mins in  5 mins. sini sy sdh buntu pikiran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : Praba... camana nie? apa lagi mo tanya??&lt;br /&gt;Praba : errr err... gedye vasha bolit? (where is ur pain?)&lt;br /&gt;our patient then points to his OBVIOUSLY amputated leg n says... "zdest" (here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sure we looked liked a couple of bimbos then, but we sorta ran out of questions too. lol. if only they spoke english or malay, i think we would have breezed through this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: ok skarang apa lagi mo tanya ni prabha??&lt;br /&gt;Praba : ok now we take his blood pressure n pulse la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after we took his blood pressure and pulse... (my palms were a bit sweaty... i hope he dint notice lol) we then again stood in silence. we were suppose to talk about his life or sumthing with him.. but our limited command of russian left us stuttering to form sentences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however he was very understanding n dint mind our inexperience. "study more" he told us.&lt;br /&gt;we did continue to have more awkward moments with him as we talked in malay in front of him trying to figure out if we had missed anything. but the first time is always the biggest hurdle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after sasha.. we walked out of the ward to find our groupmates having a hard time as we were. the next thing we knew, all of us was standing outside the ward discussing questions to ask the patients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went in for a second round&lt;br /&gt;we talked and measured the blood pressures of two others after Sasha..n it became a bit easier.&lt;br /&gt;it was really fun too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its funny how a simple act of taking somebody's blood pressure n being thanked profusely for it, made us feel special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im hoping there will be more of these sorts of practices tho. practice makes for more confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... other than that,&lt;br /&gt;im updating to say that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE'LL BE DANCING AGAIN!!~ WUHUU~&lt;br /&gt;KENYALANG KINABALU IS BACK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our group has been entered into the Student Festival Competition. its not just a performance this time. its a competition... uuu~ we're not expecting to win.. but it will be so much fun. plus we have modified the dance... and its looking preety cool..hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n the best part is~~~~~... that its this FRIDAY!... we only have 4 days to prepare!~~~ wuhuuuu (hint of sarcasm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*gulp*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im actually freaking out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets hope for the best shall we.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata for now bloggie~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996707357358689726-8438990845205573252?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/8438990845205573252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=8438990845205573252' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/8438990845205573252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/8438990845205573252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2009/03/clueless-wannabes.html' title='Clueless wannabes'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-1735438239530669433</id><published>2009-03-10T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T06:45:31.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its good to be a woman</title><content type='html'>Hey2 bloggie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday my groupmate girls n i (plus wenkie who we consider one of us.. hence we invited him to celebrate womans day too.. which he did whole-heartedly ^_^) went to eat at Chong's Sushi Place to celebrate Womans day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just LOVE sushi...&lt;br /&gt;especially Unagi n salmon sushi.. n teriyaki chicken rice.. *drools*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. we dint expect 'lou dai' (our nickname for wenkie) to pay the whole dinner for us! wuhuuu~ ur the best. n for tat.. im posting ur picture here.. so swheet of him! :D n sumore he paid for the taxi ride... awwwww... must have left a big hole in ur pocket ryte.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly i felt bad tho.. coz we dint really get him anything for Mens Day. Yeebee n stacy cooked for him tho. but it wasnt from the whole group. but there's always next year :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is our 'lou dai'. Ex-leader of our group.. coz he lost his passport n came late for 2nd year.. n so Praba had to replace him. but thank God he wasnt held back a sem... if not.. who would spend us on Womans day?? *sniff* (just kidding)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbZmbl5_qII/AAAAAAAAAKQ/oP-z_xWgj98/s1600-h/DSC05769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311545434747938946" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbZmbl5_qII/AAAAAAAAAKQ/oP-z_xWgj98/s320/DSC05769.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n these are all the ladies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbZl8zqHlxI/AAAAAAAAAKI/4f7SAg2Z_3Q/s1600-h/DSC05766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311544905863501586" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbZl8zqHlxI/AAAAAAAAAKI/4f7SAg2Z_3Q/s320/DSC05766.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a nice dinner. Tx wenkie!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol n just for fun.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten Reasons God Created Woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. God worried that Adam would be lost in the Garden of Eden, because hewouldn't ask for directions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. God knew that, someday, Adam would need someone to hand him the TVremote. (it has been noted thatmen don't want to see what's ON TV. They want to see WHAT ELSE is on TV.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. God knew that Adam would never make a doctor's appointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. God knew that, when Adam's fig leaf wore out, he would never buy a newone for himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. God knew that Adam would not remember to take out the garbage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. God wanted man to be fruitful and multiply. But, He knew Adam would neverbe able to handle labor pains andchildbirth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. As "keeper of the garden," Adam would need help in finding his tools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Adam needed someone to blame for the Apple Incident and for anything elsethat was really his fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. As the Bible says, "It is not good for man to be alone."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the No. 1 reason of all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Tada .. drum roll ... fanfare ...etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.God stepped back, looked at Adam, and declared:"I can do better than that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till my next post... xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996707357358689726-1735438239530669433?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/1735438239530669433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=1735438239530669433' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/1735438239530669433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/1735438239530669433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-good-to-be-woman.html' title='Its good to be a woman'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbZmbl5_qII/AAAAAAAAAKQ/oP-z_xWgj98/s72-c/DSC05769.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-6211019004946625550</id><published>2009-03-07T02:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T05:45:49.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another 5 months to my motherland..</title><content type='html'>from the title.. its obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just feeling homesick agen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WARNING! this post will be a bit emotional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i WILL be posting old pics yg sdh lapuk but which struck a chord in me today. i even went as far as to Google Sabah online. sad i know.. but im just missing home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well todays a holiday. its woman's day today in russia. its a really big thing here i suppose. everywhere u see people carrying a rose or two. if ur lucky... like our Microb teacher... u get a whole bouquet of flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes yes. we are trying to buy her affection..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was extra nice to us afterwards tho. phew~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its on days like this when u have nothing to do... &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;except go tru a few old pics of home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.. that i wish there was a foward button on time so i can quickly get my 5 more months here over n done with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fyi, it should have been 4 more months had it not been the MMC made it compulsory to do our summer practicals here. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;grrrrr.... bullies~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n now i only have 1 month of hols in msia n the rest will be spent here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apa2 la.. sy sdh redha... &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*rolling on the floor throwing a tantrum* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only means my holidays will be much more meaningfull this time around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and who knows... i might get to go home during CNY's again! *hint2* &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hopefully my dad's reading.. ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well anyway.. here are some pics of my beloved Sabah.&lt;br /&gt;or at least pics of me in Sabah.. kekeke~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;introducing Kupi2! i mish my doggie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJbXuvJbPI/AAAAAAAAAIY/GM85chT94-g/s1600-h/Copy+of+DSC03545.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310407373864135922" style="WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJbXuvJbPI/AAAAAAAAAIY/GM85chT94-g/s320/Copy+of+DSC03545.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n this is me 'posing maut' in my backyard.... in my kampung in kuala penyu. A good place to sunbathe.. Have to keep an eye out for falling coconuts tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJaN5O_4sI/AAAAAAAAAII/tIuXmEhfdbA/s1600-h/DSC03548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310406105371763394" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJaN5O_4sI/AAAAAAAAAII/tIuXmEhfdbA/s320/DSC03548.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n this is my dad. :D kalah sy punya posing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbV80ihUfUI/AAAAAAAAAJw/qyybLKi28PE/s1600-h/Picture+199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311288577614970178" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbV80ihUfUI/AAAAAAAAAJw/qyybLKi28PE/s320/Picture+199.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n this is my mum. *shes so cool in her shades*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbV8z35w_-I/AAAAAAAAAJo/Ij9j-yL97fY/s1600-h/Picture+184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311288566174777314" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbV8z35w_-I/AAAAAAAAAJo/Ij9j-yL97fY/s320/Picture+184.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we're even cooler. *so Katy Perry* &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;siap ada price tag lagi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJbG2bn1hI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Aax--MfTn5s/s1600-h/190720084119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310407083871950354" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJbG2bn1hI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Aax--MfTn5s/s320/190720084119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n this ular sawa my uncle caught in the "backyard". well he dint actually catch it. he beat it to death i think coz it ate one of my popo's chickens. Heroic feat on his behalf... Ular sawa baituh~ n fyi, it tasted like chicken :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbOXQOYmebI/AAAAAAAAAIo/fw5NxnsjbZQ/s1600-h/DSC03430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310754690594929074" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbOXQOYmebI/AAAAAAAAAIo/fw5NxnsjbZQ/s320/DSC03430.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n this is my Kong2 n cousin Sophia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbOXp3sjvqI/AAAAAAAAAIw/sTiXY-lYaXo/s1600-h/DSC03516.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310755131181219490" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbOXp3sjvqI/AAAAAAAAAIw/sTiXY-lYaXo/s320/DSC03516.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my siblings. pic taken in 2006. now my youngest brother matthew (yg paling ketot) is the tallest. as my nenek said... "kmrang kasi makan baja ayam ka??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbV6TwHrGoI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/vSRAOsvp_BA/s1600-h/Picture+162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311285815306558082" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbV6TwHrGoI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/vSRAOsvp_BA/s320/Picture+162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reunions~ tx for meeting up with me guys. kesian si awang kena marah mami dia sbb bw kami jln2 smpai 6am. hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbV6Sl97IBI/AAAAAAAAAJA/SZbiXR5JTO0/s1600-h/P7160201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311285795401441298" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbV6Sl97IBI/AAAAAAAAAJA/SZbiXR5JTO0/s320/P7160201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reunions~ this is ojoi my bestie. sorry she's taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbV6Tb0TYoI/AAAAAAAAAJI/pV7DKZce83o/s1600-h/P7180293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311285809856602754" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbV6Tb0TYoI/AAAAAAAAAJI/pV7DKZce83o/s320/P7180293.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n more reunions with them ned,anne,hajel,zella,ajie... tapi kita lupa ambik gmbar.. huhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n many more to come..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n guess who made a guest appearance in Russia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made me feel ryte at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;x sangka proton pun ble smpai sini owhh... hohohohohohohohoho~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbOWqTwX2gI/AAAAAAAAAIg/NXG8sJstlLo/s1600-h/DSC01056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310754039201782274" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbOWqTwX2gI/AAAAAAAAAIg/NXG8sJstlLo/s320/DSC01056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. till my next post...&lt;br /&gt;ps: i cant wait for Beautiful Sabah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbV8zI8PwNI/AAAAAAAAAJY/SPyzHK9S0cQ/s1600-h/Picture+169.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJaN5O_4sI/AAAAAAAAAII/tIuXmEhfdbA/s1600-h/DSC03548.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJaN5O_4sI/AAAAAAAAAII/tIuXmEhfdbA/s1600-h/DSC03548.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996707357358689726-6211019004946625550?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/6211019004946625550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=6211019004946625550' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/6211019004946625550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/6211019004946625550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2009/03/another-5-months-to-my-motherland.html' title='Another 5 months to my motherland..'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJbXuvJbPI/AAAAAAAAAIY/GM85chT94-g/s72-c/Copy+of+DSC03545.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-9031349592157873218</id><published>2009-03-05T00:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T01:09:47.428-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ah! i hate headaches...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must have been sumthing i ate last nite. i woke up wit a freaking headache today n missed both my physio lectures n russian class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neway to make myself feel better..&lt;br /&gt;lets play!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules: It's harder than it looks! Copy to your own post, erase my answers, enter yours and tag people you want. Use the first letter of your name to answer each of the following questions. They have to be real; nothing made up! If the person before you had the same first initial, you must use different answers. You cannot use any word twice and you can't use your name for the boy/girl name question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What is your name : Christina&lt;br /&gt;2. A four letter word : Cool&lt;br /&gt;3. A boy's name : Coby&lt;br /&gt;4. A girl's name : Casey&lt;br /&gt;5. An occupation : Carpenter&lt;br /&gt;6. A color : Crimson red&lt;br /&gt;7. Something you'll wear: ......er...&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;coli &lt;/span&gt;;p&lt;br /&gt;8. A food : Cucumber&lt;br /&gt;9. Something found in the bathroom: Camay soap (main tipu)&lt;br /&gt;10. A place : China town&lt;br /&gt;11. A reason for being late : caught the wrong bus&lt;br /&gt;12. Something you'd shout : cilakak!&lt;br /&gt;13. A movie title : Catch me if you can&lt;br /&gt;14. Something you drink : Cocktails.. haha&lt;br /&gt;15. A musical group : Coldplay&lt;br /&gt;16. An animal : Cats&lt;br /&gt;17. A street name : China town street??? (i give up.. suggestions anyone?)&lt;br /&gt;18. A type of car : Cadillac&lt;br /&gt;19. Title of a song : Come away with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuh.. its not as easy as it seems.&lt;br /&gt;i tag u!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till my next post~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996707357358689726-9031349592157873218?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/9031349592157873218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=9031349592157873218' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/9031349592157873218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/9031349592157873218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2009/03/ah-i-hate-headaches.html' title=''/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-2020573691102855468</id><published>2009-02-27T12:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T13:13:27.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine perfection</title><content type='html'>heya bloggie~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Resolution smeshelution~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my resolution just went out the window. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told myself i wud update often.. but i admit ive been sneaking on to the internet to read other's blogs while mine starts to mold. i find it hard to update on little petty things in my life sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been there.. wrote that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;same old same old stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but i realise how my heart skips a beat when my friends have added a post on their blog. u guys probably feel the same way too everytime i add a post ryte? (perasan)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi se kasi update seja la my boring life even tho kmrang pun buring mo baca sdh haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wohooo~ now moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neway update numero uno!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Valentines Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was the most perfect day :).. i'll just let my pics do all the talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean... i wouldnt want to get all mushy2 ryte..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(my dad may be reading) "HIE DAD!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SawjAEEJ0HI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/N60VtN27Q_0/s1600-h/Valentine%27s+day+special.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308656544761106546" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SawjAEEJ0HI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/N60VtN27Q_0/s320/Valentine%27s+day+special.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hope everyone had just as nice a vday as i did :)&lt;br /&gt;the pic preety much sums it all up dont it~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Saw6eMeXnWI/AAAAAAAAAGw/9sKLSuBFwHE/s1600-h/DSC05669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308682351182060898" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Saw6eMeXnWI/AAAAAAAAAGw/9sKLSuBFwHE/s320/DSC05669.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all dressed up n ready to go out for dinner outside... or so i thought...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SaxEgebxakI/AAAAAAAAAHY/QvyNNW3ZUsw/s1600-h/DSC05646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308693385479023170" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SaxEgebxakI/AAAAAAAAAHY/QvyNNW3ZUsw/s320/DSC05646.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was surprised by homemade dinner courtesy of Chef Aren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Saw9NtFT64I/AAAAAAAAAG4/0REzmAs_36s/s1600-h/DSC05685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308685366412438402" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Saw9NtFT64I/AAAAAAAAAG4/0REzmAs_36s/s320/DSC05685.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;love the cake from Aren Bakery sdn bhd too... yummy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Saw-ZTaXc7I/AAAAAAAAAHA/s0wJFRZCahY/s1600-h/DSC05690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308686665191486386" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Saw-ZTaXc7I/AAAAAAAAAHA/s0wJFRZCahY/s320/DSC05690.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arenmark or Hallmark?? (ok lame. shutting up.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Sawl_xOIuXI/AAAAAAAAAGY/kvPJSsjBN8k/s1600-h/DSC05666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308659838237587826" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/Sawl_xOIuXI/AAAAAAAAAGY/kvPJSsjBN8k/s320/DSC05666.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"congrats on ur promotion" - Aren's Florist Shop (ok even lamer joke.. pls dont vomit yet) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SaxIV67gLjI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7emmROWnSc0/s1600-h/DSC05706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308697602196254258" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SaxIV67gLjI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7emmROWnSc0/s320/DSC05706.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it was perfect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i &lt;3 it. i &lt;3 him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ok. jiwang. mo muntah sdh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;tata for now bloggie~...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ps: its so not me... ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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/3996707357358689726-2020573691102855468?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/2020573691102855468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=2020573691102855468' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/2020573691102855468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/2020573691102855468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentine-perfection.html' title='Valentine perfection'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SawjAEEJ0HI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/N60VtN27Q_0/s72-c/Valentine%27s+day+special.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-1492107078341154939</id><published>2009-02-08T10:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T12:15:21.117-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from holidays</title><content type='html'>Heya bloggie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im back from holidays! fuh~ it was a wonderful trip. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;already planning for next years trip. Our pics of Vienna havent been transfered yet... but i'll upload it ASAP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;neway trw school starts... *weep2*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;n according to my new schedule.. i have nursing surgery n physiology trw. hopefully the teachers wont start teaching straight away tho.. i think my brains still not functioning yet.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;one good thing about this sem tho.. is tat its quite free.. at least i wont be coming home at 6.30pm in the evening anymore..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*sigh* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think the fact that trw i'll be starting my old routine again.. has left me a bit depressed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im also missing home ryte now.. coz i havent been online with my family for several days now.. the comp back home is under repair. n to sms home is about 3rubles now! wadahell la. used to be 0.05 kopeks or sumthing2 like tat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;now tat the currency is rm1 to 10rubles now.. you feel richer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;for a while that is..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;until u hit the stores.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*gasp* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;everythings increased in price as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;they said starting from next week.. everything might increase by 4 rubles.. i guess the russian economy is going to the dogs as well as any other economy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hurm.. anyway.. every now n then..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think about how diff my life wud be if i was studying back home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not tat i regret coming here... its just tat there are plenty of pros n cons to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one being away from family n friends..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;especially since lately one friend of mine in my batch, received news that her father had just passed away suddenly... n she had been planning to come to Msia this winter holidays too.. but dint make it in time to say goodbye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;her pain became my pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i pray that i do not have to go tru such an incident here. she's now in msia n will probably miss a few weeks of classes. she's a church mate too. May God console her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but lets not end this post on a sad note.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i do enjoy it here. wish it wasnt a 14 hour flight away from home tho.. ;p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway.. what if i dint come here? wat wud i be doing back home? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;cooking? cleaning??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SY8tDKm0e6I/AAAAAAAAAFw/x3QHifQ25Wo/s1600-h/P260908_19.30%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SY8tDKm0e6I/AAAAAAAAAFw/x3QHifQ25Wo/s1600-h/P260908_19.30%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300504818848398242" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SY8tDKm0e6I/AAAAAAAAAFw/x3QHifQ25Wo/s320/P260908_19.30%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nah.. i'd probably b doing some Biotechnology course in UMS or sumthing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its so much more exciting studying medicine tho. However i say this on a cheerful note still because i havent been tru 3rd year yet.. which is supposedly HELL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can therefore gurantee more depressing posts next year when im in 3rd year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;until then.. dont i look much better in a labcoat?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SY88XUgOhiI/AAAAAAAAAF4/JbSN4GsFMaQ/s1600-h/DSC00732.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SY88XUgOhiI/AAAAAAAAAF4/JbSN4GsFMaQ/s1600-h/DSC00732.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SY88XUgOhiI/AAAAAAAAAF4/JbSN4GsFMaQ/s1600-h/DSC00732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300521657776899618" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SY88XUgOhiI/AAAAAAAAAF4/JbSN4GsFMaQ/s320/DSC00732.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;till my next post~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tata~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SY8ridjR14I/AAAAAAAAAFg/G3LJDWcCmh4/s1600-h/christina.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3996707357358689726-1492107078341154939?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/1492107078341154939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=1492107078341154939' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/1492107078341154939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/1492107078341154939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2009/02/back-from-holidays.html' title='Back from holidays'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SY8tDKm0e6I/AAAAAAAAAFw/x3QHifQ25Wo/s72-c/P260908_19.30%5B01%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-702306642804581705</id><published>2009-01-31T12:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T15:09:07.128-08:00</updated><title type='text'>EUROTRIP!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SYTV9H6bdOI/AAAAAAAAAE4/wk8dXVEbnnQ/s1600-h/DSC05013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297594307767399650" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SYTV9H6bdOI/AAAAAAAAAE4/wk8dXVEbnnQ/s320/DSC05013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we arrive in Berlin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SYTV9Fjl77I/AAAAAAAAAEw/Zvyx9A90_8o/s1600-h/DSC04923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297594307134746546" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SYTV9Fjl77I/AAAAAAAAAEw/Zvyx9A90_8o/s320/DSC04923.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want my own piece of the berlin wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SYTVYQFlABI/AAAAAAAAAEg/05ElhTkhVyk/s1600-h/DSC05048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297593674306486290" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SYTVYQFlABI/AAAAAAAAAEg/05ElhTkhVyk/s320/DSC05048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nostalgia~ in prague.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SYTVYVmlErI/AAAAAAAAAEY/HxDGVK6Wb2Q/s1600-h/DSC05043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297593675787080370" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SYTVYVmlErI/AAAAAAAAAEY/HxDGVK6Wb2Q/s320/DSC05043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;im afraid of heights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SYTVX9USUyI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/arVeLmaKGTM/s1600-h/DSC05042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297593669267903266" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SYTVX9USUyI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/arVeLmaKGTM/s320/DSC05042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Bridge in prague.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SYTVXcnXzfI/AAAAAAAAAEI/mitkPEu5hms/s1600-h/DSC05040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297593660489584114" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SYTVXcnXzfI/AAAAAAAAAEI/mitkPEu5hms/s320/DSC05040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its the 5-storey Club! ambik gmbar seja laaaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SYTUDpf3S5I/AAAAAAAAAEA/gdcjA57fulc/s1600-h/DSC05024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297592220838742930" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SYTUDpf3S5I/AAAAAAAAAEA/gdcjA57fulc/s320/DSC05024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder where else i can camwhore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SYTUDH38xRI/AAAAAAAAAD4/pnHQsk3uyVs/s1600-h/DSC05000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297592211812959506" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SYTUDH38xRI/AAAAAAAAAD4/pnHQsk3uyVs/s320/DSC05000.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;album cover in Berlin. The Wannabes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SYTUC9O-NpI/AAAAAAAAADw/6shCUuZ_KRg/s1600-h/DSC04986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297592208956733074" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SYTUC9O-NpI/AAAAAAAAADw/6shCUuZ_KRg/s320/DSC04986.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're excited! bida punya pose kan haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SYTUCuLubqI/AAAAAAAAADo/65lQ2jSyRXg/s1600-h/DSC04971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297592204916584098" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SYTUCuLubqI/AAAAAAAAADo/65lQ2jSyRXg/s320/DSC04971.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doner Kebab. This is the reason for my ++kg's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SYTUCmmY5YI/AAAAAAAAADg/lGqEvwtBxbQ/s1600-h/DSC04950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297592202880935298" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SYTUCmmY5YI/AAAAAAAAADg/lGqEvwtBxbQ/s320/DSC04950.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2 places at once. East n West Berlin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SYTSjmCl2mI/AAAAAAAAADY/zoF8Zkw7Abc/s1600-h/DSC04907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297590570643216994" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SYTSjmCl2mI/AAAAAAAAADY/zoF8Zkw7Abc/s320/DSC04907.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dom Cathedral in Berlin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SYTSjZ1hMOI/AAAAAAAAADQ/ZfGLB-7hFHk/s1600-h/DSC04863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297590567367160034" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SYTSjZ1hMOI/AAAAAAAAADQ/ZfGLB-7hFHk/s320/DSC04863.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VIP for Berlin Fashion Week, tru Back door ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SYTSjEUjfPI/AAAAAAAAADI/bC6mczR-b2Y/s1600-h/DSC04722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297590561591753970" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SYTSjEUjfPI/AAAAAAAAADI/bC6mczR-b2Y/s320/DSC04722.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half a meter hotdog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SYTSi6yqXyI/AAAAAAAAADA/RzevROZ30Sw/s1600-h/DSC04812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297590559033679650" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SYTSi6yqXyI/AAAAAAAAADA/RzevROZ30Sw/s320/DSC04812.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jewish Memorial. Up to intepretations of its meaning. looks like graves to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SYTSipMyHdI/AAAAAAAAAC4/UQRGytQW3Wk/s1600-h/DSC04789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297590554311400914" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SYTSipMyHdI/AAAAAAAAAC4/UQRGytQW3Wk/s320/DSC04789.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me n mr photographer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SYTQnNKjbfI/AAAAAAAAACY/x7oeV3dd3cg/s1600-h/DSC04624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297588433661947378" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SYTQnNKjbfI/AAAAAAAAACY/x7oeV3dd3cg/s320/DSC04624.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buying souveniers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SYTQntyepXI/AAAAAAAAACw/MlViP5ppu9I/s1600-h/DSC04714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297588442419340658" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SYTQntyepXI/AAAAAAAAACw/MlViP5ppu9I/s320/DSC04714.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High school musical rejects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SYTQnUTczeI/AAAAAAAAACo/UTWTBl2BBTk/s1600-h/DSC04749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297588435578310114" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SYTQnUTczeI/AAAAAAAAACo/UTWTBl2BBTk/s320/DSC04749.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chilling in hostel lounge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SYTQnbK5PxI/AAAAAAAAACg/7zv8ujJaWLU/s1600-h/DSC04643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297588437421473554" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SYTQnbK5PxI/AAAAAAAAACg/7zv8ujJaWLU/s320/DSC04643.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;warming up tushies in starbucks before tour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SYTQm8i1fCI/AAAAAAAAACQ/549JyOMXbbI/s1600-h/DSC04636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297588429200391202" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SYTQm8i1fCI/AAAAAAAAACQ/549JyOMXbbI/s320/DSC04636.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brandenburg Gate in Berlin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SYTOWe4oJBI/AAAAAAAAAB4/eXymba1zJD8/s1600-h/DSC04554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297585947337565202" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SYTOWe4oJBI/AAAAAAAAAB4/eXymba1zJD8/s320/DSC04554.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way to the heart of Berlin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SYTOXCqfo_I/AAAAAAAAACA/cC_QEf0oLbY/s1600-h/DSC04574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297585956941964274" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SYTOXCqfo_I/AAAAAAAAACA/cC_QEf0oLbY/s320/DSC04574.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Hostel/Hotel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SYTOXuUY6xI/AAAAAAAAACI/geu2aKEm7gs/s1600-h/DSC04612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297585968660409106" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SYTOXuUY6xI/AAAAAAAAACI/geu2aKEm7gs/s320/DSC04612.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just chilling wit braham on supersize couch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heya bloggie!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for the late upload!&lt;br /&gt;let me quickly summarize the past few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got great results for anatomy n histology exam in last sem exams! wuhuuu! all those nites of burning the midnight oil n the panda eye syndrome paid off. finally tats over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as reward.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im actually on my eurotrip!&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately the plan to italy tak jadi due to kelewatan meng-confirmkan our booking.. huhu.&lt;br /&gt;but instead.. im backpacking across 3 countries!&lt;br /&gt;Berlin, Hamburg n Munich(Germany), Prague(Czech Republic), and Vienna(Austria)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wuhuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!!!!!!!!!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im actualy in Prague now. n our hostel has unlimited free internet. so im taking full advantage. n due to my skt lutut... my pergerakan n jalan2 around Prague City tonite is a no-go. DAMM. i wanted to check out the 5 storey Club... the largest club in mid eastern europe. damm damm damm... huhu. but i musnt strain my knee. I have another 4 days in Vienna starting trw.&lt;br /&gt;so im taking comfort in my blog. at least now i have free time to update on this eurotrip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRSTLY!&lt;br /&gt;our trip started from Kursk on the 27th to Moscow. From Moscow we flew by Aeroflot(Russian Airlines) to Berlin. In Berlin.. we took a train to the heart of the city. Our hostel (Baxpax Downtown Hostel) was very strategically located.. meaning we need not travel far to such attractions such as the Brandenburg gate, Berlin wall, Free Tours n so on. And the hostel was beautifullll... n squeaky clean. Almost like a hotel. Minus the Tv n fridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as most of us would do.. we camwhored all the way. 540 pics in Berlin alone.&lt;br /&gt;Mamma mia~~~&lt;br /&gt;no trip would be fun if we just simply took random pics with buildings n dint know the stories behind them. And as we all know.. Germany has a lot of history... Holocaust~ Adolf Hitler~ ring a bell??&lt;br /&gt;And so we took the free tour.. which was amazing. It informed us of how the Berlin wall came to be.. n how it mistakenly fell.. (very funny story tat is.. Google or Youtube it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I obviously fell in love with Berlin. I LOVE IT. n i hopefully i will get to take my family there someday.. The people are not how i pictured them. I thought they would be like the russians.. all mean and rude(no offense to them..some are realy nice tho). But Berliners are amazing! on our first day there alone.. we were taking pics with the cathedrals.. n some lovely lady offered to help take our pic.. we were a strong 10-peep group. n at the counters.. while paying for groceries.. they greet u.. "Hai".. "have a great weekend". and and... owh how lovely n polite they're people are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along the tour.. i certainly learned a lot. Like how the Jewish Memorial site is sooooo large n its design really catches ur eye. Will upload when im in msia. Sorry... tats in another 6 months.. but my internet in kursk sucks. i will tho. N we got to see where Aldolf Hitlers bunker is.. the place where he commited suicide. It has only a little sign there saying the bunker was located somewhere there. The reason for this is tat they did not in any way want to glorify Aldolf Hitler... n they certainly did not want tat area to become a shrine for Neo-Nazis. So they made it as insignificant as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under a parking lot. hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n we walked along the Berlin wall... a wall tat divided families, relatives n lovers of the East Berlin from the West. We learned of famous escapees of the walls.. n of those who perished in their effort. We were shown how there were actually 2 walls... n how people who managed to make it over the first wall.. were surprised to find another wall in front.. n instead.. landed in the death strip.. a strip of land filled with guard dogs, a guard tower, landmines and barb wire...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i for one was dissapointed to see the wall at first. i tot it would be as big as the Great wall of china or sumthing.. But to hear its stories.. only then do u appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many more stories of Berlin to tell.. but i wont bore u with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now of Prague..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came by a 5 hour bus ride from Berlin to Prague. N Prague is majestic. i prob havent travelled much but i think it looks a lot like Rome. the carvings of its statues... the churches.. clock towers.. i walked until i cudnt walk anymore... i even hurt my knee. huhu.. damm.. n now im recuperating n cant go to the 5-storey club i mentioned in 1st paragraph. darn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neway moving on.. pics pics galore.&lt;br /&gt;n bought a few souveniers for fam n friends.. altho i have to say these people are ripping us of when it comes to souveniers. ikat perut la se nie.. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n so tat was my quick summary of the past few days... i think i wrote to much ody.&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;well trw morning at 8 we will be travelling to Vienna ody.. i hear our hostel there is beautiful too.. yippee~&lt;br /&gt;price pun beautiful jg. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoping to update more when i get there.. if i find the time n free internet hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! n before i forget... *^_^* special tx to my cameraman.. to whom without i wudnt have gotten these beautiful pics. yes. i dont compliment much.. but u do take beautiful pics darl.. :)&lt;br /&gt;(n bcoz he is going upstairs to take it from the camera.. since i cant reli walk an all ;p)&lt;br /&gt;n for helping me walk down the castle n across the bridge just now.. (sounds fairytale-like.. but i really was limping tru these places just now)&lt;br /&gt;^_^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway......&lt;br /&gt;till my next post! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps: sorry i dint arrange the pics. hehe. random order. but at least i finally uploaded some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love from Prague.. xoxo :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/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/3996707357358689726-702306642804581705?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/702306642804581705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=702306642804581705' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/702306642804581705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/702306642804581705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2009/01/eurotrip.html' title='EUROTRIP!!'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SYTV9H6bdOI/AAAAAAAAAE4/wk8dXVEbnnQ/s72-c/DSC05013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-4317362614793622846</id><published>2009-01-22T09:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T09:43:50.102-08:00</updated><title type='text'>christina clickalot..</title><content type='html'>dear blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sounds like a catchy name ryte. i must have a very muscular index finger from all the exercise its getting.. poor new mouse i just bought last week. clicking is taking its toll on u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait till trw is over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be gone with HISTO~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n just in case i dont update in the near future... Happy Chinese New Year 2009!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:,) wish i was at home for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lotsa2 love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christina clickalot&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996707357358689726-4317362614793622846?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/4317362614793622846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=4317362614793622846' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/4317362614793622846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/4317362614793622846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2009/01/christina-clickalot.html' title='christina clickalot..'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-5348522093885704847</id><published>2009-01-18T10:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T11:32:42.827-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom!</title><content type='html'>Free from anat i am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! so happy... manage to do well in ANATOMY. i feel so tepu right now with anatomy... even my jokes are so anatomy-esh, i know ive truly turned into a nerd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example,&lt;br /&gt;me n my group mates decided to go to Chong's Sushi Place today(Chong is a msian guy in 4th year who does sushi on the side for a russian restaurant n give us msian students a discount). Once there we ate n joked so much our sides n faces were aching. And i just had to say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: "Owh.. i feel my buccinator n risorius muscles aching..(cheeks)"&lt;br /&gt;friend: "ya.. i know.. we'll all have painful muscular cheeks tomoro from all the accumulated lactic acid"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop n rewind. isnt tat just a tad bit too nerdy.&lt;br /&gt;cant blame us tho.. it happens to people who just had a crash course on anatomy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was all worth it in the end anyway! hip hip~ HORRAY~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*trowing aside anat books n replacing them with Histology*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now for my 2nd battle..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but this is a diff story.. i have zero knowledge in Histo. So i have a feeling im going to crash n burn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neway after my final histo paper on the 23rd... im going travelling! wuhuuuu~&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully to italy with most of my friends.. how great is travelling with friends. we will cam-whore all the way!&lt;br /&gt;n this time i have a special personal tukang ambil gmbar too. *wink2*&lt;br /&gt;hehe.. feeling a bit mushy2 rite now... especially after coming home from sushi place n finding out he had helped arrange my room for me. ^_^ tx darl~ mmuaks~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok moving on *^_^*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now to ITALY!&lt;br /&gt;hoping the price goes down... pulez b cheaper over the next few days. Then more money to shop2 hehe.&lt;br /&gt;if the Italy plan comes tru.. then we'll be going to several cities in 8days/7nights. 350-399euros include accomadation, transport, excursions,hotel n 1 meal per day... not bad eh~~&lt;br /&gt;*fingers crossed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont really like the Euro trip thing.. Kinda tiring spending half ur days sleeping in the bus. but heck~ who knows... mayb in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well then,&lt;br /&gt;till my next post~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996707357358689726-5348522093885704847?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/5348522093885704847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=5348522093885704847' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/5348522093885704847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/5348522093885704847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2009/01/freedom.html' title='Freedom!'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-1944730266277459547</id><published>2009-01-12T15:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T15:06:51.001-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ive GOT it!</title><content type='html'>bloggie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive got it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i was procrastinating my clicking of anatomy questions just now.. i decided to look tru old posts of friends n my own blog. n it was fun to see how we've grown n to recall past forgotten memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*BLING2* (lightbulb effect)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i now know wat my new years resolution is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"to UPDATE my blog more often... with more n more senseless ramblings (or in other words.. update my dear readers.. if any.. with events tat are significant only to me.. coz its still my blog ryte hihi~) whenever i can.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see if i can keep up to dat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note : n my new years resolution also includes the typical stuff like.. becoming a better person... yada yada yada~ ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok...&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i will start clicking now..&lt;br /&gt;if not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till next post~&lt;br /&gt;mmuaks bloggie~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996707357358689726-1944730266277459547?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/1944730266277459547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=1944730266277459547' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/1944730266277459547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/1944730266277459547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2009/01/ive-got-it.html' title='Ive GOT it!'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-9179979679437899146</id><published>2009-01-12T14:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T14:32:13.322-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Click... click... click... *sigh*</title><content type='html'>morning bloggie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 1:20am now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember when i said i had 3000+ anatomy computer questions to click? well its still an undergoing process. probably done 200+ or so questions since yestrday (Yes! melangkah setapak ke hadapan).. now anothr 2000+ to go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@_@ &lt;------------- PANDA EYES syndrome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btway, i found the greatest protection againts formalin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to avoid stinging ur eyes with its strong odour, just wear contact lenses!! works wonders. Was so glad i dint look like i was mourning over every corpse i observed.... *relief*.&lt;br /&gt;Warning : However be careful to not scrub eyes... remember human guts all over u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now having my cup of milky tea (coffee makes me hyper..) n will reluctantly continue clicking after this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i post anothr entry on the same date a few hours later... bare with me pls.. it either means something interesting must have happened in tat space of time.. or i just wanna escape from this 'clicking' hell.. *bluek* (vomits)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. tata for now bloggie~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996707357358689726-9179979679437899146?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/9179979679437899146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=9179979679437899146' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/9179979679437899146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/9179979679437899146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2009/01/click-click-click-sigh.html' title='Click... click... click... *sigh*'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-5878545347558318101</id><published>2009-01-11T18:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T19:26:56.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally an update..</title><content type='html'>Well Helllooooo there 2009~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;se tau the new year bangas sdh.. but better late then never.&lt;br /&gt;Happy new year peeps~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been over a month since my last post.. not tat i havent got the time, its just tat so many things have happened.. interesting n fun n wonderfull things which i could only write about but not show or post pics up for u guys to see.. tat it made me sooo lazy to update. my bad~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neway tx joy for posting up those videos of mine.. (altho se rasa malu2 jua la.. cis.. ko nda tanya se lagi ah.. pantat ko hehe) but it gves u a rough idea of whats been happening with me here far far away in Russia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end of my 2008 was spent on preparing for major tests and exams.. it sucks tat Russian Xmas is on 7th january and so 25th Dec is just another school day to them. So as u can see, i spent my xmas having classes.. but i made up for all tat during New year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PARTY! PARTY! PARTY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wat a way to usher in the new year. wish i cud post up the pics.. but unfortunately my server doesnt allow tat.. why u might ask? because they just want to make our lives here miserable. Fullstop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i wont spend my time complaining about how sucky my internet is... (skg sdh murah skit compared last time... due to our joint effort of 'mogoking' over sucky internet. Fight for our rights!) Instead ill update u on weather conditions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been snowing heavily lately. And i mean HEAVY. Snow up to your ankles in most places. Temperature hit -17deg a few days ago. DAMM. I felt my nasal mucous membrane freeze up. Ever felt like u had ice cubes in your nose? No?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went skating at -10deg too last monday.. dint know it was -10deg tho. I guess we've all got whale blubber for skin.. coz it dint feel like -10deg.. Went skating with high expectations for myself, i thought it would be like riding a bicycle (mind you, i went once before last winter..).. came back with a big bruise on my knee, dashed hopes n rudolphs nose.&lt;br /&gt;note : applied minyak But But on bruise.. works wonders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received my parcel from msia a few days ago too! yeepee~!&lt;br /&gt;Food food food! Was so happy, decided to eat a packet of mee maggi Kari straight away. *bliss*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday though i was bz studying muscles,nerves,arteries n veins on cadavers in the anatomy department for my upcoming anatomy final exam this friday. Damm. They are so messed up in real life. Nothing at all like the books. Had a hard time, especially with all the formalin. Was tearing the whole time. Came home with a migraine n sleep the whole evening. (after bathing of course.. dunt want any leftover residue of internal organs on me). Tx to special hands for uruting minyak kapak on my temples as i fell asleep.. n for preparing dinner. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;However it was still cool how we were left by the teachers to do as we please in the department. Went in and our of cadaver room, scooping kidneys,livers,penises n uteruses out of formalin baths to kononnya study.. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now hre i am.. awake early in the morning at 6:30am while everyone else is fast asleep. The aftermath after my migraine. Will make up for lost time yesterday. We also have an anat computer test to click. 3000+ questions n only 80 come out in finals.. shitty~ i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well wish me luck friends..&lt;br /&gt;im gonna need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata bloggie~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996707357358689726-5878545347558318101?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/5878545347558318101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=5878545347558318101' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/5878545347558318101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/5878545347558318101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2009/01/finally-update.html' title='Finally an update..'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-5049252250077552976</id><published>2008-12-06T00:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T00:27:17.532-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd times the... bore~</title><content type='html'>yuhuu bloggie~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday we preformed the Kenyalang Kinabalu dance for the third time at Kursk Politeknik University... it was nice all in all.. but most of us are kinda getting bored of doing the same old dance with magunatip.. altho it still seems to get the crowd winded up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we've danced it so many times it became muscle memory. It was still fun tho..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the most fun was being treated like a celebrity. rasa cam artist gitu~ ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as soon as we came of stage.. some russians n foreign students wanted to take pics with us. Probably the costumes tat did it.. all the bling2 and all. But i felt it was a bit too much tho.. baru turun stage sdh kena tarik2 bergmbar.. org pun x dpt fokus the next performance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but what got me was that the myanmar students probably dint have a lotta female foreign students in their uni.. coz they were staring at us with a deprived-of-female-affection look. eeeee scary~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one guy came up to me and said "photo u me?"&lt;br /&gt;sure i said.. but then he grabbed my hand and smilled up to his ears while his friend took our pic..&lt;br /&gt;then they changed places with each other..&lt;br /&gt;i dint mind that much but stalking can only go as far..&lt;br /&gt;they was another who secretely took pics of us girls... not twice or trice.. but from our rehearsel the other day to performance day.. n he made no effort to cover up his attempt either. And he was following us everywhere. but thank God for my guy dancemates.. they kept us girls in between them somehow.. altho they did have a hell of a time making fun of us too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neway after the concert, we were invited for tea by the dean. We were served tea n cakes. The dean was a bubbly old man.. he just kept talking2 and talking in both russian n english. He was the reason our meeting wasnt so awkward either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but he did say something at the end of it all that made u sorry for him&lt;br /&gt;he said : i envy u... u know why? because of ur youth n happiness. im old.. but u are young. so dont be stupid little beings and waste ur life away by being so ignorant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuh.. talk about a blow to ur ego. and he said all this when he asked us if we knew a song called sing sing sing from the 1920's.. waddahell~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tat he called us babies. i love sweet old bubbly people. he's one of those people tat u know when he dies... so many people would strongly feel his loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he then made us sing native songs of our country.. n since of us were from sabah.. we sang jambatan tamparuli n rasa syg... he dint understand nuthing. but said he liked the melody. then he said.. "sing wit me pls... Do a dear.. a female dear..."&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just by looking at him.. u wud think he was a bitter old man.. but actually being so old n wise.. he dint mind making a fool of himself. We enjoyed his company very much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that.. since we dint finish eating our cakes.. he gave us wrapping paper to wrap up the cakes n go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apa lagi.. tapau seja.. bikin makan breakfast bisuk hehe.&lt;br /&gt;my friend penny however.. tapau-ed the paper instead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: ko bikin apa tapau tu?&lt;br /&gt;penny: yay.. ada sdh kertas kira2 sy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we oso was given a holiday today... so i skipped class today to write in detail how it went yesterday. i wanna be able to look back at my blog n remember how much i loved that bubbly old man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well till my next post~&lt;br /&gt;tata~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996707357358689726-5049252250077552976?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/5049252250077552976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=5049252250077552976' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/5049252250077552976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/5049252250077552976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2008/12/3rd-times-bore.html' title='3rd times the... bore~'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-5754921549967911147</id><published>2008-11-18T09:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T10:11:57.587-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st snow flake of the winter!</title><content type='html'>yuhuuu bloggie~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 1st snow flake of 2008's winter landed on my eyelash today... last year we were taking pics like crazy.. but i guess we kinda got used to it already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neway on the way to nursing therapy class today it was snowing heavily.. n this continued the whole day. But the temperature was only +1.4 dgrees today so the snow flakes quickly melted as it landed. All we got from a whole day of raining snow was muddy roads.. n it aint purty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping the winter wont be too cold this year.. i just hate wearing socks to bed.. my toes need breathing space too~ lol. The central heating in the building is still sufficient for now.. but i have my 9-fin heater on standby if ever it gets too cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its getting dark real early too.. 4:30pm n it already looks like 8pm. In a way its quite helpful. It makes u think tat its 10pm n u tend to study earlier now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well enuf about the weather report hehe... todays Nursing theraphy class was interesting.&lt;br /&gt;remember the theoretical injections class the other day? well today was our practical.&lt;br /&gt;we met our dear old patient again (mr pillow) n began stabbing the poor thing.&lt;br /&gt;the "right" way of course. Madam Yelena was keeping a watchful eye on us the whole time. While practicing our intravenous injections on Stacy.. (lol.. yep my roomate was also the patient of the day.. altho we dint actually inject her), Madam Yelena was attending to patients in our class. She was expertly multi tasking between us and her patients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However there was this one patient tat my heart went out too.. She looked well, in her 50's mayb, but seemingly very unhappy. Madam took her blood pressure.. talked with her.. and asked her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madam: Kak vei chustvuitye? (how do u feel?)&lt;br /&gt;Patient: fvse ploxa... ochen ploxa (everythings bad.. very bad)&lt;br /&gt;Then madam was obviously comforting her.. holding her hand.. but i couldnt understand the rest of their conversation anymore..&lt;br /&gt;And as madam did this.. the lady burst into tears.. and continued crying even as madam went out to do something.&lt;br /&gt;We tried not to stare.. but u cant help but want to console someone when they have seemingly received a bad diagnosis. Still.. wat cud we do.. we cudnt even talk russian properly yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we just continued to do our little injections into the pillow. Thankfully she stopped crying soon after..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We figured out why madam went out soon after.. she wanted the class to go follow the nurse on her rounds so that she could have the room to herself n the patient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off we went then... following the nurse, observing her. As we entered the wards with the nurse.. a lot of old people were there.. they were all so loving n friendly.. calling us in to study them... some even tried to make friends.. damm! shud really improve my russian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;priority num 1 : study the language better!! i am gonna be here for another 4 1/2 years.. huhuhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well tats all for now~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over n out~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996707357358689726-5754921549967911147?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/5754921549967911147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=5754921549967911147' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/5754921549967911147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/5754921549967911147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2008/11/1st-snow-flake-of-winter.html' title='1st snow flake of the winter!'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-5852809995455900573</id><published>2008-11-12T07:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T07:07:07.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Bday D!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BDAY DADDY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmuaks3!!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i love u so much d... and im so sorry i cant be there for ur bday. *sniff2*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still words cant express how much i appreciate you and all the things u have done for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only want to make u proud :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;truly with admiration, love and sincererity... Have a blessed 49th Bday daddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996707357358689726-5852809995455900573?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/5852809995455900573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=5852809995455900573' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/5852809995455900573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/5852809995455900573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-bday-d_12.html' title='Happy Bday D!'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-3198477353675971146</id><published>2008-11-11T01:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T01:35:47.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>in a nurses shoes...</title><content type='html'>yuhuu blog~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive a two hour break before my physiology lec.. so i decided to come home from my nursing theraphy class in the hospital this morning to jot down some words of wat happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a funny class today. dint know my teacher Yelena Alexevna (i know.. the name sounds so cool ryte) was act very dramatic in acting out scenes for us today. Today our topic was about Injections.... subcutaneous,intramuscular,intravenous n etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she explained us the different2 types of syringes, needles and how to correctly break open an glass ampule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she asked who would like to become the patient today.. n since no one answered.. she went to her cupboard n took out a pillow. she actually hugged n fluffed up her pillow and said "hello my dear patient".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yelena : Now students how zu we correctly pirform an intramuscular injection?&lt;br /&gt;Us: err... perpendicular? 90 degress?&lt;br /&gt;Yelena: yes yes.. needle must be straight. see here pls students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and suddenly she just jabbed the needle into the pillow full force and said "like this"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we looked at her not sure if she was asking a question or was stating a fact.&lt;br /&gt;only when she said "poor patient... no no.. zu kill the patient" and stroked the pillow did we realize it was a joke.&lt;br /&gt;fuh~ u must be one hell of a crazy doc to inject sumone like tat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yelena: very good now. Tell me pls.. where is the localization of such injections?&lt;br /&gt;Us: err.. buttocks??&lt;br /&gt;Yelena: yes yes.. very good. which part of the buttock students?&lt;br /&gt;Us: err.. somewhere up here (showing our buttocks to her)&lt;br /&gt;Yelena: specific name pls.. Upper lateral quadrant.. Da students?&lt;br /&gt;Us: Da Da... (upper wat??)&lt;br /&gt;Yelena: tak. tak. tak. (so.. so.. so..) So this part has no blood vessels or big nerves.. Here u may do as u please.&lt;br /&gt;Us: er.. ok. (sounds so wrong)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway~&lt;br /&gt;i dint know our buttocks cud be divided into four sections. and only one can be injected into.. coz if u were to inject into the other 3 sections... u cud be injecting into the sacrum or into ur ischiadicus nerve which will then cause intense pain followed by paralysis. In which case.. u'll be making it up to ur patient for life... fuh~ its never easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. times up~&lt;br /&gt;gtg to lecture now...&lt;br /&gt;till my next post~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996707357358689726-3198477353675971146?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/3198477353675971146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=3198477353675971146' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/3198477353675971146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/3198477353675971146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2008/11/in-nurses-shoes.html' title='in a nurses shoes...'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-4777217419475530794</id><published>2008-11-10T06:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T07:55:36.648-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Success!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SRhH80-sJ1I/AAAAAAAAAA8/lRLQpKHRkas/s1600-h/IMG_0440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267038874549102418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SRhH80-sJ1I/AAAAAAAAAA8/lRLQpKHRkas/s320/IMG_0440.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SRhH80-sJ1I/AAAAAAAAAA8/lRLQpKHRkas/s1600-h/IMG_0440.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;success!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even the word itself underestimates our Deepa-Raya nite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its was so hectic and adrenaline pumping. especially backstage when we have only 5 mins left before we perform n my hairs not made yet... make-up not touched up.. and some members of our dance missing. Only 2 mins before going on stage was i able to tie up my hair into a bun.. then i was telling my dancemates to relax.. when deep down inside it was actually a way for me to relax as well. And as soon as the "Org Kita" song by Abu bakar ellah came on... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i can say was tat there was a lotta panic below... thank God we manage to get evryone in line before we performed. once we were on.. the panic subsided and the performance felt so short altho it was actually a full 8 minutes of dancing. In my mind.. i was as cool as a cat. yap yap. i rili was... hehehe... i think im getting used to performing on stage. Those psalmist(singing psalms for church) gigs helped i guess. Manage to get tru magunatip in one piece too. Got a big applause for tat. Im guessing the russians havent seen tat before. But the most important thing is.... i dint turn into a tomato on stage. muahahahahaha~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt so *bling2* in my dress too^_^. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so exciting~ ^_^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im glad everyone enjoyed the performance too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cam whored all through the nite... thank u mr "camera" man. *wink2*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rasa cam artist pla skejap lol ;p. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*sigh* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i dont know when i might be able to where the dress again... owh well~.. still was a hell of a nite ^_^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: was lucky to get one pic uploaded! shiets~ i hate my internet~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;owh n MyGames is starting next week. Will be playing for netball and basketball. Guess wat we're calling our team.... 1Borneo~ lol... im not being kenegerian or anything.. our team just happens to be from sabah n swak.. hence the name. uu~ cant wait!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;till my next post~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tata~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996707357358689726-4777217419475530794?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/4777217419475530794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=4777217419475530794' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/4777217419475530794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/4777217419475530794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2008/11/success.html' title='Success!!'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SRhH80-sJ1I/AAAAAAAAAA8/lRLQpKHRkas/s72-c/IMG_0440.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-8506342943326530369</id><published>2008-11-08T04:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T04:52:23.202-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonite's the NIGHT!</title><content type='html'>bloggie~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sooooo nervous! heart-pumping, cold sweat in my palms n everlasting thirst in my mouth nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im listening to 'Vertical Horizon - Best i ever had' to chill~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thing is tat tonite is Deepa-Raya Nite!!! ony a few more hours before we go on stage ^_^ im more excited actually. I know our dance is rili nice... "very awesome" a quote from our seniors.. lol. minta puji. But its kinda pressuring too. If there was no Magunatip part (dancing with bamboo sticks clicking at our heels) i wouldnt be so nervous.. My hands are cold. Im praying i dont stumble and fall... tats all i ask! Not in my Murut dress... haih haih haih~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to sangul my hair sumore... then wear heavy2 metal belts n heavy2 bangles... owh man.. i hope i have the strenght to carry it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol.. im exagerating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sure it will be fine. (PULEZZZ let it be fine)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway.. i dont know who i can ask to help me with makeup. I can do the basic2 things.. but somehow when performing, u need to apply a lot more to make it more obvious to the audience. So i'll be asking someone last2 minit la this.. haih2~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neway.. wish me luck!!&lt;br /&gt;Will be cam whoring the whole nite! yeepee~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till my next post~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996707357358689726-8506342943326530369?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/8506342943326530369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=8506342943326530369' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/8506342943326530369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/8506342943326530369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2008/11/tonites-night.html' title='Tonite&apos;s the NIGHT!'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-7914014854982768962</id><published>2008-10-30T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T12:12:56.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'>think this</title><content type='html'>heya bloggie~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im beginning to like philosophy.. really. im not being sarcastic here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the teacher just gets me into the philosophiliii mood. her golden hair, her grandmotherly face, her wrinkled smile and o-so-ladeylike gestures.. makes me feel like its more of a storytelling class then boring philosophy. i know i seem stalker-like observing her like tat. but i just love sweet looking old people. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well wat i realy wanted to share here was the questions she raised in class. really gets u thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok this might be a bit boring. but i wanna rite it down anyway hihi~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neway she was storytelling away about Plato, a great greek philosopher who first started questioning our reality. (i think if we dint have tv sets and the internet.. we'd be thinking about every little abnormality in our lives as well.. just to pass the time~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well he asked.. "what is the really real?" (according to russianglish) or in normal speaking language.. "what is the true real?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plato concluded tat we cant trust our senses coz all tat is an illusion. He thought up that the idea we first have is our true reality. And that the product of our idea is only a copy of our reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;confusing ryte????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lemme put it this way. if u were a carpenter.. n u felt like making a table one day, u'd have to think up wat kinda shape, size or colour u'd want it to be. Therefore an IDEA (the true reality) pops up. This idea we make into a product. TADA ---- a table(the copy of this reality).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now.. i bring in this painter.. n this painter wants to paint tat table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he is actually making a COPY of a COPY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat is this crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still if they dint think this up.. we might have never moved up in civilization. philosophy contributes to modernization in its own ways i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* im self-consoling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well till my next post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996707357358689726-7914014854982768962?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/7914014854982768962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=7914014854982768962' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/7914014854982768962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/7914014854982768962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2008/10/think-this.html' title='think this'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-4853811347149563718</id><published>2008-10-28T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T13:45:21.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deepa-Raya Dance!</title><content type='html'>bloggie~ LONG TIME since my last post..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been sooo lazy. FULLSTOP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. no excuse there.. will try harder to update on my boring life ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well next week i will be performing a sabahan cultural dance thingy for deepa-raya nite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its actually rili kewl. we get to do magunatip dance.. which is in fact my dance. i say tat coz im murut.. hehe. Its a gud thing i brought wit me my murut traditional dress which i can use for tat nite (refer to an earlier post to which stars my dad making me bring tat dress)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rili tot i wudnt act wear it.. since its gonna be about 2-4degrees out later. i'd freeze my buttocks in it. its &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;SLEEVELESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;. ehe-he-he. yea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg.. im seeing purking lips rite now (i know u guys dunt know wat i mean.. but he insisted i add a sentence about him in my blog.. here u go darl. ur sentence ;D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than dat, student mass has been upgraded to 2 times a month now! wuhuu~ i really like attending these masses coz i actually understand them. (russian mass is very russian u see) and besides, the songs we sing reminds me so much of home. Last student mass was especially memorable for me.. im now the new commentator for mass because the usual one is graduating soon. And i also became psalmist with another girl last week, we were told to kinda sing a duet wit the psalms.. like in different tones or sumthing.. but i have a feeling.. agak hancur jg la.. but people were too nice to tell us. lol. then i also had to sing in the choir and play the tamborine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk about &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MULTI-TASKING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; rasa macam org kuat church pla.. but its more like we lack man power. huha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;itsokay~ i enjoyed it. I act had to major tests the next day. Physiology n Psychology papers. But mayb it was coz God saw me singing my little throaty-toad-like lungs out for him (i still havent fully gotten my voice back from Acute Bronchitis the past few weeks.. hehe forgot to update tat) He decided to help me cancel my basketball practice n lecture the next day. Aint tat sweet of Him ^_^. so i managed to cram in 2 majors tat day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oya! n Happy Deepavali friends ^_^... Love it! manage to escape a class today because of it. i suddenly became indian n needed to take the day off to go out for prayers. ngeh3... can feel my horns ody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sit. i havent studied for philosophy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oya, the other day in philo lec i went in a carefree life loving child.. and came out confused about my existence. the philo lecturer was teaching us about existence. she said..&lt;br /&gt;"Students, we know tat we know we exist... but do animals know that they know?"&lt;br /&gt;then she paused... letting us digest the question.&lt;br /&gt;i kinda still understood her here... coz i've always wondered if animals question their existence as we humans do.&lt;br /&gt;but then...&lt;br /&gt;"but students, even if we know that we know... what is to know??"&lt;br /&gt;then i was just.. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;it got a bit too philosophical for me then... owh well, i guess people in the old'n days just had to much time on their hands n dint know wat to do with it.. so they decided to start philosophy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;there are so many more weird2 things in philo. but i'll humor u sum other time. Now i really need to start on my philo readings about Anaxagoras. nows theres a familiar name ryte? ryte? Not. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;till my next post. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996707357358689726-4853811347149563718?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/4853811347149563718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=4853811347149563718' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/4853811347149563718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/4853811347149563718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2008/10/deepa-raya-dance.html' title='Deepa-Raya Dance!'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-3960868638610567344</id><published>2008-09-23T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T08:29:38.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>update~</title><content type='html'>yuhuuuuuuuuuuu~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sowie for no updates lately... its not tat i havent the time.. ive just been a lazy bum. hihi ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well im now back in russia~&lt;br /&gt;i know wat ur thinking.. when did i get back to msia? hehe went into hibernation ryte after exams... brain just shut down n lay dormant till it had to be used agen here for my 2nd year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darn~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hols went by so fast... now im back after a whole 2 day journey back from msia. Took Korean airlines this time.. went from Sabah straight to Seoul for 4 hours... transited there for 5... took a 9 hour flight from there to Moscow.. then took a bas to Kursk for another 8hours.. TAKE THAT! felt like a piece of mold at the end of the journey... huhu~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well neways.. been here for 3 weeks  + ody... schedule not as hectic an crazy as before.. but things are getting interesting.. Learning more about medicine now.. None of the basic crap nemore.. Nursing therapy teacher took us on a tour around the &lt;a href="mailto:hospital@school"&gt;hospital@school&lt;/a&gt; as well.. talking to patients.. telling us to listen in on the conversation.. altho not getting most of wat they were saying... RUSSIANS talk so fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neway saw this guy wit so many operation scars on his body... i was so fascinated... x tau malu ni.. went right next to the teacher to stare at the scars.. but i guess my sakai mode was the right way to go.. coz those standing so far away from the bed were told to come closer..&lt;br /&gt;well then as we were trying to listen in.. the teacher translated a bit to us.. saying tat tat guy had his right kidney taken out.. we just noded our heads in understanding... then she said his left kidney has stones in it.. we noded sumore.. then when the teacher pointed to a long deep scar from down his alba line from under his ribcage to the left of his umbilical, she said tat the man's spleen was taken out due to cysts and they manage to scrap the cysts off his intestines as well.. we all went "OOOOHH" in unison... the teacher quickly said "Without emotion pls students... without emotion" ;p haha&lt;br /&gt;i guess we kinda creeped out the patient... one thing i learned.. is no matter how bad everything may seem.. we shudnt give any indication of it.. to not worry the patient.. Physchology of the patient may help in their healing too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. tat was the most interesting thing so far in the hospital... *sigh*.. the rest is still clases as usual..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trw will be another quite relaxing day i hope...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till my next post~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996707357358689726-3960868638610567344?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/3960868638610567344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=3960868638610567344' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/3960868638610567344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/3960868638610567344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2008/09/update.html' title='update~'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-659363334586400479</id><published>2008-06-27T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T22:54:33.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Results Smeshults~</title><content type='html'>hey2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its now 9:51am.. im suppose to go to the uni for chemistry results at 10am.. but im so nervous.. sengaja lambat2 pi ambik hehe... just hope i pass "^_^. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie.. got to go now.. will update later when i return...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996707357358689726-659363334586400479?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/659363334586400479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=659363334586400479' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/659363334586400479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/659363334586400479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2008/06/results-smeshults.html' title='Results Smeshults~'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-9044724045341240577</id><published>2008-06-27T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T07:16:16.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>chemistry misery over! 2 more to go!!</title><content type='html'>yess! bloggie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inorganic chemistry done n over with... i dont think i did too well tho.. most of my calculations i only manage to do halfway.. but will be getting results trow ony.. neway another 2 papers to go! biophysics n organic chemistry.... with 3 days between both papers. wont make the same mistake i did for inorganic chem tho...&lt;br /&gt;~situation~ 'too dissapointed with bio results the other day... felt all drained to continue studying'&lt;br /&gt;but im all recharged n ready to go...&lt;br /&gt;im so nerdy nowadays~ *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neways my aunty is getting married this august!! she chose the date just to wait for me to pulang first... wuhuu!~~ all my kazens will be returning home too at tat time... its going to be so fun catching up wit them... shud get her sumthing2 from here.. vodka? but i got her tat already for her engagement.. hurm.. need to find time to buy souveniers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyones sleeping ryte now.. nobody got enuf sleep last nite i guess.. i just woke up from a 3-hour slumber myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oyea... Russia lost 3-0 to Spain last nite.. hohoho~&lt;br /&gt;act im not really into the Euro 2008... but since our whole hostel seemed to be screaming their lungs in dissapointment last nite.. i kinda found out all about the game.. (russian students live on the top floors)..&lt;br /&gt;they were shouting 'RASSIA RASSIA!' followed by high-pitched screams... then cars were horning all tru the nite... from all the commotion i tot they had won n entered the finals.. up until i heard mass sobbing of the girls ryte above my floor... ahahaha.. sounded like a funeral.. but we all get emotional over football dont we..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;i think i support Spain coz the guys are &lt;strong&gt;HOT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. not much happened today.. will update more later on.. tata for now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996707357358689726-9044724045341240577?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/9044724045341240577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=9044724045341240577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/9044724045341240577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/9044724045341240577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2008/06/chemistry-misery-over-2-more-to-go.html' title='chemistry misery over! 2 more to go!!'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-2347096309830634929</id><published>2008-06-26T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T01:12:28.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy bum~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;gud morning!&lt;br /&gt;huhahuha~ its 11:30 in the morn n i have 25 more questions to study... all in all 60 questions.. i dont know if i can finish... *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;trows my finals.. n i still feel so lazy.. cant stop thinking of hols..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up wit a jolt as well today... sum people doing some renovation on our floor... finally upgrading the hostel.. about time.. uhuh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well in the mean time...&lt;br /&gt;i've been tagged!&lt;br /&gt;hohoho~ *excited*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RULES:&lt;br /&gt;1. The rules of the game get posted at the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;2. Each player answers the questions about themselves.&lt;br /&gt;3. At the end of the post the player then tags 5 people and posts their names, then goes to their blogs and leaves a comment, letting them know they got tagged and to ask them to play and read your blog.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Starting time: 11:33AM&lt;br /&gt;Name: Christina&lt;br /&gt;Sisters: 0&lt;br /&gt;Brothers: 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Shoe size: 7-7.5&lt;br /&gt;Height: 5'4"(i think)&lt;br /&gt;Where do you live: Menggatal, Kota Kinabalu, Sabah.(soon... Home sweet home..)&lt;br /&gt;Favourite drinks: kitchai ping, chinese teh ping, soya bean~&lt;br /&gt;Favourite breakfast: hurm.. milk+cookies @ tea+crackers&lt;br /&gt;Have you everBeen on a plane: yep&lt;br /&gt;Swam in the ocean: yep&lt;br /&gt;Fallen asleep in school: those were the days~&lt;br /&gt;Broken someone's heart: *gulp* yes&lt;br /&gt;Fell off your chair: yes.. "^_^&lt;br /&gt;Sat by the phone all night waiting for someone to call: nope&lt;br /&gt;Saved e-mails: yes&lt;br /&gt;What is your room like: blue colour.. comfy bed.. can be a pigsty sometimes&lt;br /&gt;What's right beside you: my lunch&lt;br /&gt;What is the last thing you ate: homemade fried chicken&lt;br /&gt;Ever had Chicken pox: yep.. when i was 9&lt;br /&gt;Sore throat: of chos~&lt;br /&gt;Stitches: nope&lt;br /&gt;Do you Believe in love at first sight: mayb.. more like crush at first sight.&lt;br /&gt;Like picnics: of chos~&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person You danced with: cant remember..&lt;br /&gt;Last made you smile: stacy&lt;br /&gt;You last yelled at: havent yelled at anyone in a long time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY DID YOU...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to someone you like: eheh.. yea&lt;br /&gt;Kissed anyone: nope&lt;br /&gt;Get sick: nope&lt;br /&gt;Talked to an ex: nope&lt;br /&gt;Miss someone: yep&lt;br /&gt;Eat: nasi goreng wit fried chicken&lt;br /&gt;Best feeling in the world: to be cherished.. n to fit in :)&lt;br /&gt;Do you sleep with stuffed animals: yea! i love Bobo.. my Bohemian Bear&lt;br /&gt;What's under your bed: lets not go there~&lt;br /&gt;Who do you really hate: hypocrites&lt;br /&gt;What time is it now: 11:45AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RANDOM.Q:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there a person who is on your mind right now: yeap2&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you have any siblings: yep&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you want children: yes pls&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you smile often: yes :)&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you like your hand-writing: yep&lt;br /&gt;Q: Are your toenails painted: nope&lt;br /&gt;Q: Whose bed other than yours would you rather sleep in: mum's... (i know.. now all in chorus "awwww...")&lt;br /&gt;Q: What colour shirt are you wearing: black&lt;br /&gt;Q: What were you doing at 7:00pm yesterday: playing gitar&lt;br /&gt;Q: I can't wait till: i see c dong mek d airport&lt;br /&gt;Q: When did you cry last: a few days ago.. for bio.. stupid dumb2&lt;br /&gt;Q: Are you a friendly person: i think so..&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you have any pets: YES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is the person you have feelings for right now? somewhere out there~ eheh~&lt;br /&gt;Did the last person you held hands with mean anything to you now? yes&lt;br /&gt;Do you sleep with the TV on? nope&lt;br /&gt;What are you doing right now? playing this tagging game&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever crawled through a window? hurm.. nope&lt;br /&gt;Can you handle the truth? sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Are you too forgiving? sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Are you closer to your mother or father? both&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you cried in front of? braham,imah,ashton (sshhh~)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;How many people can you say you've really loved? other than fam n friends... 1&lt;br /&gt;Do you eat healthy? not really&lt;br /&gt;Do you still have pictures of you &amp;amp; your ex? yes.. sumwhere&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever cried because of something someone said to you? yes&lt;br /&gt;How often do you go to church? quite often&lt;br /&gt;If you're having a bad day, who are you most likely to go to? c dongmek or mi bestie, ojoi (tx bebeh)&lt;br /&gt;Are you loud or quiet most of the time? depends on the crowd.. with ging karas i go crazy~&lt;br /&gt;Are you confident? sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things I was doing 10 years ago..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;1- doing my 4th grade&lt;br /&gt;2- panjat2 pokok&lt;br /&gt;3- curi gula2 dari kedai runcit (bad girl kunun.. ngeh3)&lt;br /&gt;4- main tapuk2&lt;br /&gt;5- main doktor2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things on my to-do list today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- finish revising chemistry&lt;br /&gt;2- daydream&lt;br /&gt;3- catch up on sleep&lt;br /&gt;4- go room hopping&lt;br /&gt;5- chat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 snacks I enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;1- Choc Icecream&lt;br /&gt;2- Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;3- pringles&lt;br /&gt;4- Estrella&lt;br /&gt;5- Fries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things I would do if I were a billionaire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- give my family some&lt;br /&gt;2- invest so i become forever a billionaire&lt;br /&gt;3- once i have a never-ending flow of money... donate to charity&lt;br /&gt;4- travel!!!&lt;br /&gt;5- hurm.. dunt know wat else.. but as u can see.. i've tot of this before hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 of my bad habits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;1- lazy bum&lt;br /&gt;2- procrastinator&lt;br /&gt;3- glutton&lt;br /&gt;4- short-tempered&lt;br /&gt;5- daydreamer(omg joy.. we have the exact same bad habits)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 places I have lived in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;1- luyang&lt;br /&gt;2- labuan&lt;br /&gt;3- menggatal&lt;br /&gt;4- kuala penyu&lt;br /&gt;5- kursk, Russia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 jobs I've had&lt;br /&gt;1- a daughter&lt;br /&gt;2- a sister&lt;br /&gt;3- a gf&lt;br /&gt;4- student&lt;br /&gt;5- in the far distant future.. hopefully a doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU'VE BEEN TAGGED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Debbie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Yeebee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;I'm short of the other 3. Seems like everyone has already been tagged. oh well, anyone will do. So, I tag YOU! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996707357358689726-2347096309830634929?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/2347096309830634929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=2347096309830634929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/2347096309830634929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/2347096309830634929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2008/06/lazy-bum.html' title='Lazy bum~'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-8429374690327529981</id><published>2008-06-23T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T01:36:26.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates galore~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SF_rQUIKvUI/AAAAAAAAAAU/yjd3XrwrhdM/s1600-h/P1010818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215145559031725378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SF_rQUIKvUI/AAAAAAAAAAU/yjd3XrwrhdM/s200/P1010818.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hey2 bloggie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ever since my internet's been so sucky here the past few weeks.. i havent been able to update u on all thats happened so far...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. we won &lt;strong&gt;BIG &lt;/strong&gt;in Nizhny games!! WUHUUU~ netball being one of the gold medal contributers... we won 13 out of the 18 events held... now already 3 times in a row ksmu has won the title... which means... we get to keep the trophy! yeeepeee~~ have many2 more pics... but getting tat 1 little pic to upload.. *sigh* i'll just upload really2 important ones...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nizhny Novgorad is beautiful by the way... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Had a Nizhny champion's bbq a few days after coming back.. i know i gained at least 3kg's from all tat meat.. yaiks~ imma be fatty2 gurl soon.. muahaha~ *sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Ryte now im having my finals... ah! the stress! kill bio kill!! finally finish my bio n latin paper.. next paper is on friday.. inorganic chem... wish me luck! but i kinda feel i've ran out of steam for the exams... went full charged on bio last monday.. n  i havent recovered since.. imagine reading parasitology,genetics,evolution n cytology in a span of 4 days... i know its all last minit.. but we finished syllabus just a a week before finals.. wth~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Im coming HOME soon! 17th july is my flight from Domodedova airport in moscow... 7 hour flight...then transitting in Dubai for 5 hours.. &lt;strong&gt;SHOP&lt;/strong&gt; till i &lt;strong&gt;DROP.. &lt;/strong&gt;then continue our 7 hour flight to lovely Malaysia...reaching on the 18th at 9:30pm... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but darn it.. some frends of mine manage to move up their flight to the 8th.. i wanna go home early too~ huhu.. already called my dad to check on flights.. *fingers crossed*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;huhahuha.. got so much to say... so little time.. gotta study2 now... fridays exams!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*tying headband over head* CAYO2!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996707357358689726-8429374690327529981?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/8429374690327529981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=8429374690327529981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/8429374690327529981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/8429374690327529981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2008/06/updates-galore.html' title='Updates galore~'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SF_rQUIKvUI/AAAAAAAAAAU/yjd3XrwrhdM/s72-c/P1010818.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-6739381719399392199</id><published>2008-05-09T00:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T00:32:05.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Netball JERSEY!~ yeppe~</title><content type='html'>wuhuuu~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just got my netball jersey last nite during training~ its so kewl~ lol.... it has my name n number n everything~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it says at the back... 'chriSty' num '15' ^_^.....&lt;br /&gt;n on the front it says... KSMU netball 0'8...&lt;br /&gt;n it fits purrrfectly ^_^&lt;br /&gt;dunno why im telling u all this in detail when i can actually post up a pic... but i've tried posting.. n it starts giving me problems.. sum popup comes out in russian.. darn.. not to worry tho.. i'll find a way ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the jersys not as high quality as u can get in msia... (msia is CHEAP) lol.. but its still amazing how we managed to find a jersey and get it printed so last minute... next week we're going to Nizny already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huhahuha~ im sooo nervous.. lol i dunno why.. but i just wanna win ryte now...&lt;br /&gt;wanna get that GOLD!&lt;br /&gt;even our captains been saying its the best present we can give her before she graduates~&lt;br /&gt;so tat means.. WE MUST WE MUST!!&lt;br /&gt;coz i know the teams really good too.. n we have a big chance in getting it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like last nites practice was rather dissapointing... at the start of the game we were all over the place.. buttery-fingers here... wrong passes there... n our sharp shooters we missing so many shots... we lost the first game..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but after the break n some motivational words from our captain... we manage to win the 2nd, 3rd n 4th halves...&lt;br /&gt;owh~ did i mention we play againts guys??&lt;br /&gt;lol.. the guys here act have their own team.. the BLUE team.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;its really fun playing againts them.. n least its no catfight.. they play with strategy n speed... them jumping like monkeys makes us wanna jump like monkeys.. &lt;br /&gt;but really it was so tiring in the beginning.. now i feel everyones gotten used to the fast game...&lt;br /&gt;altho the guys keep on warning me to put my 'game face' on... u know~ the one that makes mirrors crack n rodents scatter off to safety... they say i dont look scary at all... more like constipated when i try the game face... ekeke..~ siot~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neways the seniors keep warning me tat the actual game is much rougher.. other uni's just dont seem to keep the no-body contact rule.. so i'll be expecting bumps n bruises later on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe well nuf bout netball.. todays Victory day! in russia...&lt;br /&gt;we're suppose to have a Sabahan BBQ today but nobody's confirmed it...&lt;br /&gt;damm im hunnngry~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oyea oyea~! last nite was Braham's bday!&lt;br /&gt;omg~ he btul2 kena the worst &lt;a href="mailto:wacking@%20bashing"&gt;wacking @ bashing&lt;/a&gt; i've ever seen... imagine this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after blowing out the candles n the suaping of cake..&lt;br /&gt;our frens took him into the hall... the started tying him up n trowing eggs at him..&lt;br /&gt;then warm water... then cold... then cake.. the flour...&lt;br /&gt;but worst of it all was this basin of disgusting, rotting, foods n liquids which they have been saving for special occasions such as these..&lt;br /&gt;the smell was sooooo bad... i decided to stay out of the 'war' n become a 'neutral' party instead in the kitchen... doing wat i do best.. eat~ lol...&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe wat they told me.. they had a molding chicken, rotten eggs, a smelly shoe.. n the best part.. a used condom!! all mixed to make the special soap for abraham... omy.. it was crazy~ pity him la...&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahaa~&lt;br /&gt;er.. i mean.. huhuhuhuhu~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neway overall it was fun...&lt;br /&gt;lol.. well till my next post~&lt;br /&gt;tata~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996707357358689726-6739381719399392199?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/6739381719399392199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=6739381719399392199' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/6739381719399392199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/6739381719399392199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2008/05/netball-jersey-yeppe.html' title='Netball JERSEY!~ yeppe~'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-1135884090552445869</id><published>2008-05-08T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T09:45:43.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>victory day!</title><content type='html'>bloggie~&lt;br /&gt;trw is Russia's victory day... so its a holiday.. yay~ but the sad thing is we'll be replacing class on sunday agen.. uni on a sunday is depressing haih~...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neway.. i have netball practice in 20 mins.. just in the sportzal next to my hostel...&lt;br /&gt;hehe getting nervous for the big game.. its next week n i feel like i lack stamina.. damm.. gotta start jogging a bit.. but its still so cold outside.. +6.9 i saw in the morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoho.. nothing much to tell ryte now act.. but i did encounter really kind russians today...&lt;br /&gt;firstly i accidently drop 10 rubles at a bustop.. n a lady returned it back to me..&lt;br /&gt;and secondly an old lady also help me up the bus instead of ME helping her.. bcoz i act got stuck between the doors which was embarrasing.. damm.. but it was all the stupid drivers fault.. shud have been more patient.. what did he think? i was gonna dive tru the doors into the bus??&lt;br /&gt;but the old lady started shouting at the driver for me.. so cute~ felt like pinching her cute wrinkly ol' cheeks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehhe.. well tats about it for ryte now..&lt;br /&gt;gotta go training now.. yay! (konon~) lol.. its tiring but still i love it..&lt;br /&gt; neway... tata for now~&lt;br /&gt;xoxo ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996707357358689726-1135884090552445869?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/1135884090552445869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=1135884090552445869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/1135884090552445869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/1135884090552445869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2008/05/victory-day.html' title='victory day!'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-1689279082734549384</id><published>2008-05-07T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T01:11:46.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Going downhill...</title><content type='html'>heya bloggie~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;havent been having the nicest of day lately.. altho before this we had a Garden Gala dinner at church.. which i will write about when i get the pics to them with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just failed my bio major.. damm.. hate hate hate! parasitology.... who cares wat size those worms are, what kinda shape their eyes are, how many eggs they lay... putui~ altho i cant expect to pass when all i had was 1 nite of craming all 4 phylums into my tiny brain... but still! i have to do atravodka next week for it... just wished i got it over with so i woulnd't ever have to think about it agen till my finals..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darn.. trw i have a biophysics major sumore... another 5 topics on electricity to study... huhuhuhu~ its like my brains getting tired of info n wont receive anymore God-damm formulas they come up with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i usually wont complain when it comes to studying.. coz it is medicine after all.. but when u have 6 majors in a row.. in 1 week... u kinda feel like vomitting out all the info.. coz its getting u stressed out n become a nun instead.. no stressing out there..~ lol~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its messing up my sleeping pattern.. i wake up at the weirdest times n feel refreshed.. hurm......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neway i talked with my fam tru skype last nite.. n marky said to study with a smile.. it automatically takes the stress away.. "study with a happy feeling" he said... i think imma try it tonite...&lt;br /&gt;altho smiling from one ear to another reading anatomy might freak my roomate out.. especially now tat we're on the male genital organs chapter.. kakaka~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neway.. got ruski class after this...&lt;br /&gt;need to memorise the names of body parts for todays lesson..&lt;br /&gt;o! n i know wat a dimple is now is russian... its 'YUMACHKA'~&lt;br /&gt;sound so much cuter in eng.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata for now bloggie~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996707357358689726-1689279082734549384?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/1689279082734549384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=1689279082734549384' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/1689279082734549384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/1689279082734549384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2008/05/going-downhill.html' title='Going downhill...'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-288247644991941821</id><published>2008-04-26T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T10:53:21.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bestest bday!!</title><content type='html'>dear bloggie! last 15th april was one of the bestest bdays ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;altho 15.04.2007 still ranks as my number 1 ultimate best bday hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was sooooo wonderful.. i dint write it in my blog on the day it happened tho.. coz i've been sooo bz lately. not to mention next week i have 5 major exams.. S**t.. its crazy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but neway.. i just gotta tell u bout my 20th bday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first it all started at 12 o'clock midnite.. as always.. friends in my hostel will come celebrate birthdays in the kitchen.. with the usual bday cake n estrella(keropok name) n coke... then followed by the throwing of tepung n eggs n everything..&lt;br /&gt;fuh~&lt;br /&gt;made me neves to celebrate my bday...  the food fight turns u into a... urm.. somting like a homemade pizza... eggs n flour all in ur hair n shirt..&lt;br /&gt;why dont u just stuff me in oven then huh~ lol...&lt;br /&gt;well after the party... my groupmates gave me my present..&lt;br /&gt;its a lovely dress.. which i soooooo luv ryte now... cant wait to finally wear it somewhere.. darn.. definitely bringin tat dress home later in july...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neway the next day went like any other school day... i tot at first there wud be netball training that evening..&lt;br /&gt;but guess wat!!&lt;br /&gt;they canceled the training coz it was too cold outside.. n decided to give me a surprise bday instead.. i was touched..&lt;br /&gt;there really like my own family now... they'r so friendly n make me feel apart of the team..&lt;br /&gt;eventho im a new member n all.. but i feel comfortable around them.. which makes me so happy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haih2 *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;wat a wonderfull day dat was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well till my next blog bloggie...&lt;br /&gt;gotta study now..&lt;br /&gt;tataaaa~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996707357358689726-288247644991941821?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/288247644991941821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=288247644991941821' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/288247644991941821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/288247644991941821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2008/04/bestest-bday.html' title='bestest bday!!'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-9191976002963312806</id><published>2008-04-13T00:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T07:26:57.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NIZNI GAMES 2008! here i come~</title><content type='html'>*11th April 2008*&lt;br /&gt;heya bloggie~ im posting an old blog on a newer date hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just got back from netball practice.. was so fun n tiring at the same time... well not exactly but mayb it bcoz i lack stamina.. or mayb because we dint have enuf people to play just now.. so instead of guarding my partner only .. i had to guard 2 peeps instead.. one the WD n the other the GK... imagine me running up the court.. n then down agen into the D to guard the GK!.. huhahuha's more like it..&lt;br /&gt;control2 ja tadi so tat i dont look to exhausted haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neway.. GOOD NEWS! ngeh3... as u cud have guessed from my title..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to NIZNI! yeepee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess all those hours of going to netball practices were worth it after all..&lt;br /&gt;act i just went to sports coz i dont wanna end up a fat ol' lazy pig.. couped up im room all the time.. seriously.. if u dont get up n socialize around here.. u wouldnt have a life.. studying is not everything people~ i know we're all future docs n everything... but dont tell me all mdic students shud do is just study2 n study their arses off~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well there are a lotta people like tat here.. they wake up at 5am every morning to get an extra 3 hours off study revision.. go to class from 9am-5pm.. come back.. eat rolten (russia's version of maggie) coz they dont wanna waste time cooking sum nutritious meal.. naa'ah.. those few precious minutes cud be used absorb more n more info.. continue studying into the wee hours~ then get only a few hours of slip... then its the same routine over n over again... YIKES~ talk about being zombie-like... (n im not exageratting.. except the rolten part.. they cook good eggs i guess.. sometimes~ lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuh~ i pray tat never happens to me... i do wish to be as hardworking as them.. but not until it results in me looking like a sick patient myself.. (touchwood)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nwy, back to topic~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we finished netball practice just now.. n i was about to go home.. but the seniors told me to stay back.. i tot she wanted to tell me about the next practice or sumting.. but huuurrrmm...&lt;br /&gt;everyone else they(as in seniors who i know are in the uni team) let everyone else go back home.. so we sat in a circle in the middle of the court.. n the team captain asked me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Punida: christina... i want to ask u if u would like to play for the nizni games?&lt;br /&gt;*CAK* (okieeee... act kewl chrissy...)&lt;br /&gt;Christina: hurm.. when izzit?&lt;br /&gt;Punida: in mei.. around 15th.. but we might leave on 14th.. bez atra (meaning = no need to ganti2 class)&lt;br /&gt;*yaa... come la..* (i heard someone say)&lt;br /&gt;Christina: hehe.. okieeee la.. sure&lt;br /&gt;*chaka chaka chaka yayy yayy* chearing n clapping of the team.. (i made it sound like a chu-chu train wakaka)&lt;br /&gt;Punida: Good! so now we have a new member to our team.. introduce urselfs everyone.. this is mala, hani, etc..etc..&lt;br /&gt;i knew them all already act... but guess its a formality.. lol&lt;br /&gt;Punida: so the syarat2 to this team is tat...&lt;br /&gt;omy.. ada syarat2 lagi tue..&lt;br /&gt;Punida: u must be able to EAT a lot n talk like a mulut murai! ahaha..&lt;br /&gt;then u know wat i said...&lt;br /&gt;Christina: omg... this is where i belong! ahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tat got the team in fits of laughter...&lt;br /&gt;aduh~ i cant believe i said tat... malunya... hahaha this is where i belong lagi tue... mcm babi ja my reaction when i heard about makan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hee... neway.. it was nice to be accepted into a team now... no wonder before this in every netball practice.. i was taught a lot.. they would stop the game halfway to teach me a new way of guarding.. or give advice on someting.. (damm blur jg wei.. all the tactics n strategies.. before tis was main suka ati ja hehe)&lt;br /&gt;i tot it was coz i was playing sucky.. but i guess they saw i could improve... ^_^ tx for the confidence guys~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the downside to this whole thing is the practice has increased to 3 times a week.. n with my hectic schedule.. im gonna be so tired i guess.. haih2... but watever...&lt;br /&gt;dad told me to just go nizni if i got picked anyway.. experience org bilang.. hark hark..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll work a way for it in my schedule.. im sure i can still maintain my grades.. hopefully.. *fingers crossed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will pray extra hard tonite.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;tats all for now bloggie..&lt;br /&gt;tata~&lt;br /&gt;mmmuaks~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996707357358689726-9191976002963312806?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/9191976002963312806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=9191976002963312806' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/9191976002963312806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/9191976002963312806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2008/04/nizni-games-2008-here-i-come.html' title='NIZNI GAMES 2008! here i come~'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-2920904876003052595</id><published>2008-04-09T02:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T02:55:20.004-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alive n kicking!~</title><content type='html'>yuhuuuu~ bloggie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg... its been so damm long since i posted an entry here... sowie readers (i doubt any tho.. lol ^_^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neway i actually remembered about my blog agen why i saw a groupmate of mine start her own blog... spent hours brainstorming for my url.. knew it was something catchy like.. err.. chrissy.. cherry.. crossy.. sumthing like tat.. but when i finally remembered the name agen... guess wat~ i cudnt log in! forgot my pasword too.. huhuuu~ gave up then n there... but 2 weeks later.. i magically remembered!! *sigh*...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well tat was interesting.. haha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been soooooo many months since i blogged in ya bloggie~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many things have happened~ went back to malaysia during winter hols.. *answered prayers* (refer to blog on how i wanted to go homey2) hehehe.. im such a mummy's girl.. n daddy's girl... overall im just plain MANJA!! when it comes to family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neway... going back was really an adventure... but i'll tell u bout it in my next blog.. when i have more time on my hands... now im typing while my roomate gets ready.. so tat we can be on our way to russian class.. hehehe.. got something much3 more interesting to blog about here...&lt;br /&gt;but it happened like a week ago.. or was it 2? hmm.. watever.. yg penting.. i got over a fear of mine.. *hik hik so proud* ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it all started one sunny day.... (lol)&lt;br /&gt;typical storyline...&lt;br /&gt;no no!&lt;br /&gt;its was a stormy nite... the wind was howling... trees were shaking~~ uuuu~ (im exagerating)&lt;br /&gt;harhar~&lt;br /&gt;actuuuuallllyyy.... it was just a normal saturday nite... we went for a rosary prayer gathering in the 5th hostel.. it was a gathering dedicated to the deceased fathers of three of my RC seniors... its was really sad but everybody manage to lighten up the mood... n scary when i think about it... wat was happening? all 3 fathers gone at around the same time... n to think.. the seniors were already about to graduate... really got me thinking about my 6 years here.. wat if something happens back home... i woulndt be able to take it... it got me praying hard tat nite... for the deceased fathers... n for my own family... may God be with you always... keep you in good health, and in His protection always...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well after the rosary prayer.. we had a FEAST! my goodness.. my seniors can really cook.. all the macaroni n pizza n sheperd's pie.. i was flabbergasted (lol! who uses this word!).. all i knew was tat Kelvin's(the CHEF) macaroni was a blessing from heaven hahaha.. after all the eating.. we had a karaoke competition just for fun... nobody could leave until they sang a song.. me n stacy decided to sing 'More Than Words'... we even voluntered to sing earlier coz we needed to get back home... but who knew God's Plan...&lt;br /&gt;all of a sudden the seniors were saying.. u shud become a Psalmist... which i heard as Samist (i tot they were making fun telling me to become a Sami.. ciss~) n of course.. after their explanation of me needing to go in front of the church to sing verses of the bible.. i began shaking in the knees~!! i told them.. no i cant.. i cant i said.. but nobody seemed to be on my side in this... huaaa~ i even said to them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: hey! i cant! i'd turn as red as a tomato if i were to sing in front... i have stage fright~&lt;br /&gt;max: God wont sumpah u into a vegetable if u sing terribly...&lt;br /&gt;sumone i cant remember: wat about the times u danced on stage with a sari on??&lt;br /&gt;sumone i'd like to cekik! : yeaaa.. no need to sexay2 here (doing gestures with his shirt up his stomach)... just show ur voice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n tat was tat...&lt;br /&gt;it was a paksa-rela situation i couldnt wriggle myself out of..&lt;br /&gt;so i decided to just practice for a couple a times tat nite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day.. i couldnt concertrate on anything except the time... another 3 hours till mass... now 2... now 1... huhu 59mins 99 secs to go... my hands were cold n scaly... i just prayed i wouldnt mess up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n guess wat..~ once i entered the church.. i felt strangely calm... no more racing heartbeat.. no more butterflies in my stomach..&lt;br /&gt;i felt i owned the place.. ( well not exactly.. but u get me ryte)&lt;br /&gt;felt as if i'd done this a 100 times before..&lt;br /&gt;mayb it was the Holy Spirit tat came over me at tat time... the Lord took away all my nervousness n anxiety.. n helped me sing like an angle (direct quote taken from Titus.. lol)...&lt;br /&gt;n when i sang my fav verse... 'sing alleluia to the lord~~' ... i felt my heart soar high above the heavens as everyone in the church sang along with me...&lt;br /&gt;it was a truly wonderfull feeling..&lt;br /&gt;i felt free..&lt;br /&gt;free from a most haunting fear tat kept me from singing in concerts when frends invited me to in school... or during my highschool prom.. (joy.. u can bear witness to this) hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... i think i've made the right decision coming here... to Russia.. a so very foreign place for me...&lt;br /&gt;its helped me grow in so many ways..&lt;br /&gt;i've done many things i dint think i cud do..&lt;br /&gt;n for tat.. i am trully gratefull..&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing out for now bloggie...&lt;br /&gt;stacy's ready..&lt;br /&gt;ps: not bad for a 20 min blog...&lt;br /&gt;tata for now~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996707357358689726-2920904876003052595?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/2920904876003052595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=2920904876003052595' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/2920904876003052595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/2920904876003052595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2008/04/alive-n-kicking.html' title='Alive n kicking!~'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-1837556711088128151</id><published>2007-10-27T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T00:11:07.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adrenaline HIGH!</title><content type='html'>hohoho...&lt;br /&gt;heya bloggie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, its not wat u think, i dint go bungee jumping or skysurfing here to get an adrenaline high... been so bz lately to update u on it... but my batch-mates n I actually performed on stage last nite!!!! HOHOHO~ (so exxxcited~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep tats wat i said.... ON STAGE... hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;might not seem like anything to the ordinary person.. but it was a big leap of faith on my behalf.. considering the last time i was on stage performing was mayb in primary school (choral speaking.. cian).. and not counting going on stage to receive awards. But still i got over the stage fright! uhuh~~ yea~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We danced a bit hip-hop-py to Kat De Luna's song.. Whine up... loved the song.... up until i had to hear it being played all the time...&lt;br /&gt;now its like... Bluekk~! sick o it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dance moves were simple but hot coz we only prepared for it last week over the weekends.. the we dint practice the whole week due to major exams n some of our batch mates lived in apartments n couldnt stay over... up until friday nite.. we were able to get together again to brush up... then saturday morning we had a full rehearsel wit all performances in the hall.. n on the same day in the evening.. we were already performing! KUDOS to US!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n kudos to me! for not getting the usual butterflies in my stomach... in fact i was comforting some of my friends to not be nervous.. when in fact my cold clammy hands gave away tat i was as nervous as they were... it really was because before our performance was 2 hours after 3 other faculties had performed... all the jumping n strecthing n their costumes....o my... the bling2 of the costumes (we wore a singlet, jeans n a cap by the way..huhu and of all the colours of the rainbow) .. of the russian performances added intense pressure... but wat the heck..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While on stage however we had to smile while performing.. n i cud actualy feel my face cram up :P... dunno why i felt my lips tingling... too much adrenaline there i guess haha.. the malaysians who came tho were so supportive.. n the russians actualy enjoyed the show because it was a hip-hop song which they were familiar with... fuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home we had to walk back.. so the whole batch of us (including guys of course.. bodyguards hehe) walked together.. n i cud tell everyone was still on a high coz we were singing MCR songs on the way... n abraham n sherman started racing to the bus stop.. lotsa pent up energy there hehe. Must have overdone the racing tho coz suddenly abraham fell flat on his face.. n all of us started laughing like hyenas ^_^...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was a great nite... plenty of pics hehehe.... but there not wit me yet... will upload when i have the time. (janji2 kosong ku...~ ekekekeke)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^ okie tata for now bloggiee~&lt;br /&gt;o btw.. made new russian friends... the Mc's of the event were so nice.. n preety~ uhuh~&lt;br /&gt;tata for now~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996707357358689726-1837556711088128151?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/1837556711088128151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=1837556711088128151' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/1837556711088128151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/1837556711088128151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2007/10/adrenaline-high.html' title='Adrenaline HIGH!'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-4860146300707129727</id><published>2007-10-06T07:23:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T07:21:30.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>7.8 degrees!!</title><content type='html'>dear bloggie~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg.. it was 7.8degrees outside today!! its getting colder by the day here.. Lucky for me, the package of clothing that my parents sent me.. just arrived yesterday! yuhuu~! have 2 new jackets now... courier service rocks! only took about six days.. n they sent the package to my door.. no need for me to pick it up at the post office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wore my red jacket today which was so preety... but unfortunately i misjudged the weather. It looked sunny, but the wind was like ice... u can really tell the difference of a mere 3degrees. It was only 10degrees yesterday... will have to wear my long johns from now on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a really packed n hectic day.. had class from 9am to 5pm.. wit only half hour breaks in between... n i ate 3 pastrys today.. haha.. its all they have really.. pastrys pastrys n more pastrys.. n kebabs.. but im more to pastrys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neway i had 2 control exams today... back 2 back... inorganic chem n biophysics... i dont know if i did well.. doesnt feel like it. Chem is my weakest sub n biophysics... o biophysics.. how do they expect us to do well when the lec just tells us to read the chapter n answer when we come to class... crazy miss marina... barbiedoll face the seniors call her.. she's really pretty by the way.. but its wasted on a face tat rarely smiles... seniors tells us, tats just the way she is.. never teaches a thing.. just answer questions trown at her n leaves the rest to us... huahua~~ suffer la biophysics if like this.. thnk God im not the only blur person out there.. all my group mates are on the same boat as i am..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for russian... hehe... getting exciting now... moving on to learning new words n sentences instead of reciting the same ol' russki alfabit all over again...&lt;br /&gt;(yep.. tats just about the most exciting thing today... ekekeke)&lt;br /&gt;But its a good thing we're having these russian classes everyday... keeps our mind fresh on wat we've learned so far.. n i've even gone so far as to understanding wat some people say while in the elevator sumtimes... hohoho... cant wait till i can finally speak so tat i may b able to order food in a Zhars Pizza place in front of our uni instead of eating more of those damm pastries... but until then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pointing at yummy pastry to lady behind counter*&lt;br /&gt;*getting the irritated look* 'shto?' (wat?)&lt;br /&gt;'adin' 'adin' (one one)&lt;br /&gt;*taking out my calculator so irritated lady could press out the price of pastry*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~sigh~ will i ever learn the language~~&lt;br /&gt;hehehe&lt;br /&gt;well...&lt;br /&gt;da-svi-dan-ya bloggie...&lt;br /&gt;till my next post...&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996707357358689726-4860146300707129727?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/4860146300707129727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=4860146300707129727' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/4860146300707129727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/4860146300707129727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2007/10/78-degrees.html' title='7.8 degrees!!'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-1442938806548789039</id><published>2007-10-06T07:23:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T13:16:39.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Homesickkk~</title><content type='html'>8 October&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear bloggie… its now 11.45pm and im sitting here at my desk in front of my laptop.. suddenly feeling so homesick I just had to pour it out somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 15 mins I will have been here exactly 3 weeks.. almost a month.. Time sure moved really fast lately n I hope it will keep moving as fast as it did. Into 2 months… 3 months… n finally fast-forwarded to about 4 n a half months into the future which is when we’ll be having our winter hols. Hopefully then my parents will allow me to come home… I know they want me to spend the hols mayb traveling since they have special student packages here if u dont want to spend ur nites here in kursk freezing ur tushies off during the coldest of winters. Thought about the tempting student package to go to Egypt at only USD300… u get to stay at a 4 star hotel for 1 week… meals n transportation provided… wuhuu~ so very tempting…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don’t think it measures up to the quality time I could have at home in KK n at my kampungs with my grandparents… I mean the 1st year students hols are about a month.. n after that 1 exciting week in egypt… wat am I gonna do for the other 3 weeks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were at home however, I cud spend CNY at kg Kuala Penyu with my family, relatives n cousins.. hoho~ n its gonna be my kong2’s first CNY since his recovered from illness. And then my nenek in keningau is also very fragile… I don’t get to see them a lot anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neway wats really getting at me is the missing-my-family part… Dint feel this way for 3 weeks n just suddenly popped out while I was eating dinner. Mayb the whole excitement of being in Russia has finally weared off… And im really extra close to my mum.. so I guess hearing her voice over skype just now made me wanna tear up. Im tearing up as im writing this as well… damm it joy.. u know im tearing over u too. But lucky for me I have 2 roomates here n I sure as hell don’t wanna seem like a crybaby all of a sudden. So this surge of emotion will just have to wait till im all alone. I know when I get it out im gonna feel much better… Wats more im missing my swakian devil… Damm… hope this homesickness passes over soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homesick as ever for my mama e papa e brat e droogk e awen~~ (tetau betul ka nda sentence dia tue hehe…)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haih windunyaaa sabah tanah airku…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata for now bloggie… ;,,,(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996707357358689726-1442938806548789039?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/1442938806548789039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=1442938806548789039' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/1442938806548789039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/1442938806548789039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2007/10/homesickkk.html' title='Homesickkk~'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-8995908190287324995</id><published>2007-10-06T07:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T08:22:47.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hohoho~ update2~</title><content type='html'>hoho bloggie~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i noticed i named my last blog title sumthing bout skype n dint write anything about skype.. lol.&lt;br /&gt;neways skype rules! was able to talk wit my parents over the microfon n it was very clear n very very affordable hehe.. a 45min chat took up about 30++ rubles (about rm5) which is better than talking with an idd call card over the phone for 60 mins for 170 rubles..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tasted the chicken mutton curry by the way n even tho i dont really eat hot curry, it reminds me of msia n tats wat matters most.. just tasted it tho.. waiting for my frens to finish watever it is they're doing so tat we can sit down n eat together.. miss sitting down to dinner with my parents.. huhu~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neways, i've been to church twice here.. the first was an english mass for students.. fuh~ tat was emotional.. especially when they sang Ave Maria... reminded me of mass in Sacred Heart with my family.. churches get at me i guess. Dint feel tearful at all since i arrived here till i stepped into the only RC church in Kursk... which is by the way very beautiful but quite small though. And it is so silent inside tat u cud hear a pin drop. Neway last week's mass was in russian.. dint get much of it tho.. except for the Gospel which they also read in english.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, tats all for now..&lt;br /&gt;classes have started already too..&lt;br /&gt;but i'll tell u about that in my next post..&lt;br /&gt;tata bloggie~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996707357358689726-8995908190287324995?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/8995908190287324995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=8995908190287324995' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/8995908190287324995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/8995908190287324995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2007/10/hohoho-update2.html' title='hohoho~ update2~'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-7686832525013652071</id><published>2007-10-06T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T07:50:41.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wuhuuu~ LOVE SKYPE~</title><content type='html'>hiya bloggie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally found out the prob to not being able to on9 on msn n my blog... it was because of my kaspersky.. yg slama ni ku agung2kan... dia pla yg kasi block my program. So i had to delete my kaspersky n use a not-so-well-known antivirus... o well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neway, im glad i can enter my blog but Wtf... why are all these russian words popping out as icons(duh~).. but have no idea which button to press to get to the 'write blog' page.. got a bit lucky n found it.. but now im gonna have to guess which button is the 'post blog' button.. haih~ ada2 ja..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today i just got back from Rinak (thats how they say it.. it means market by the way) from a bit of winter shopping.. its a long way to go winter.. but just thought i shud get my shopping done with.. while the seniors are still in the mood to take us out hehe.. There's one thing i wud like to compliment the russians about.. they have a great sense of style.. Uhuh yea~ Cantik gila babun la benda2 d pasar dia tue.. N all for a reasonable price.. the boots n jackets n shoes n bags.. hoho.. rambang mata trus nie.. dint know which to chose. Thank God i only brought enuf money for a reasonable jacket.. n nasib la i dont know russian yet. So i wasnt really in the mood to get the i-will-now-ignore-you look from russians who get irritated when u dont know their language. So ikut2 my seniors only la lyk a shadow hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well while we were picking tru jumpers.. the old lady at the counter started asking where we were from.. seniors said msia but she pointed at me and said she thought i was from japan.. uuu~ never gotten that one before... *hess2* she was sweet trying out her english on us.. saying 'how much?' which was wat we shud have been asking her ekeke.. for tat smile n japanesee thingee... i'll buy a jumper from u i thought haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after much shopping.. we went back home.. im growing fond of the busses here. Mayb coz the busses are heated hahaha~ when we step into a bus, it helps warm our tusshies from the cold weather we endured while waiting for the goverment busses to arrive (we wait for these buses coz we bought a BAS PASS.. Uhuh yea~) haha.. neways it helps when we dont have small change wit us.. i hate carrying small change now by the way... the purse my mum gave me.. which she waris-ed to me has a prob with the coin zipper... my coins will be flying all over the place whenever i hold it the wrong way.. damm embarassing sometimes haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huha... oya n i dont hav to cook tday.. ordered chicket mutton curry from someone in this hostel n he's just delivered it.. yahoo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imma eat it now.. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;tata for now bloggie~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996707357358689726-7686832525013652071?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/7686832525013652071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=7686832525013652071' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/7686832525013652071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/7686832525013652071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2007/10/wuhuuu-love-skype.html' title='wuhuuu~ LOVE SKYPE~'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-8713742522752153544</id><published>2007-09-27T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T08:53:23.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>24th September</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dear blog,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Its been ages since I wrote in you…. Been so b lately n I wasn’t able to go on9 before coming to &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Russia&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;… but im gonna try n squeeze every little detail I can remember in u.. but before tat…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;TADA~~~!!! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Im in Kursk now… n its quite exciting. Class hasn’t started tho.. but getting to know a different culture is definitely eliminating feelings of homesickness.. &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Sakai&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; gila babun la org bilang.. Kasi kuar asap dari mulut tu pun ble bikin ketawa terbahak2 (not smoking here.. jst referring to the warm air u breathe out which condenses with the cold air outside causing it to look lyk white smoke… yea… whatever… ;p)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But sometimes… even in the moments of exciting discovery of the roads which are terbalik by the way coz their drivers are on the left hand side, and the run-down buildings which wud have still been so beautiful if maintained… I suddenly get intense surges of homesickness for msian food n msian people.. especially sabahans.. who im proud to say smile a lot most of the time.. even to strangers n are very polite n helpful.. GO GO MSIA! (feeling a lot more patriotic now lol)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Whereas here… when they are rude.. they are really rude.. but when they’re sweet… they’re extremely sweet. Its like only the extremes of cultures here. First taste of Russian hospitality was on our 7-hour flight from &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Dubai&lt;/st1:City&gt; to &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Moscow&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;… Mostly Russians on the flight.. n everywhere we looked, no smiling faces at all.. they just had a cold stare for us. That’s just the way they look at people I guess. Especially foreigners who don’t know how to speak Russian. Felt so out of place.. but just had to tough it out till I got to my seat n cud sleep my way tru the flight… no need to interact in any way with them yet… fuh~~&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But before I cud sit, I needed to find a space for my hand luggage.. n all the compartments above our heads were full… so the stewardess tried to push bags n a plastic bag went “KLUNK”… only a tiny klunk mind you… n suddenly out of&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;nowhere.. a young Russian lady started screaming something about to not touch her things, and the stewardess apologized saying she only wanted to make space by arranging her things… she was all like.. “Don’t touch my things, you’ve done enuf by touching my things.. Go away”……….. I felt horrible for the stewardess.. wud have been glad to carry my hand luggage on my lap all the way there for her at tat time… fuh~&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;bikin malu punya ppuan.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But some are very understanding n know that we are clueless here… like yesterday I was with a senior buying groceries… n we were trying to decide which ketchup was most like those in msia… ahaha.. and then a babushka (old ladies who dress similarly.. with large coats n scarves over their heads) was asking me which ketchup was which.. my lips just smiled at her while my eyes were searching franticly for my senior… then Mitchell showed up.. fuh~~ ( Marce I found &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;ur&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; cousin by the way.. if u ever find this blog tat is ekeke) n talked to her… n she kinda understood how blur I was n asked if I was a new student… Mitchell explained I dint know Russian yet n she started wishing me Gud luck here… to study hard… n to take care of myself… how sweet… I LOVE sweet old ladies… *sigh*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Neway I think im getting used to this place… surprisingly I think im adapting well to this place… Thank God for tat… I tot I wud be crying bucketfuls of tears on my first week here… But it seems the Lord has helped me coped. I don’t feel alone here.. Most of the seniors here are so very helpful… they helped carry our groceries.. showed us around… helped us pick out cheap stuff.. took us to eat when we cudn’t cook yet.. all this when they had class. Thank God for seniors…n joy… there are so many cute would-be docs here.. lol… damm the eye candy. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So many things going on ryte now… will update more on the ways things are here soon… so many things to write down… &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Oya.. n weepeee~ went to church already here for the first time… will tell u about it later…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Tata bloggie~~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996707357358689726-8713742522752153544?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/8713742522752153544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=8713742522752153544' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/8713742522752153544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/8713742522752153544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2007/09/24th-september.html' title='24th September'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-7814654931296610075</id><published>2007-09-27T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T08:52:09.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>22th September</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;BLOGGIEE~~&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Finally I’ve got internet! Thank God! Wuhuuu~~ I can finally check my fs.. at a cost.. really expensive la the internet here.. but wat the heck. I was cut of from friends n family for 4 days… I shud be able to spend a little on a some pleasurable internet. Damm Magaram. He was supposed to give our sim cards the moment we arrived at &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Moscow&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; but due to some probs (the seniors registration papers were not ready so they cudn’t buy us sim kads) … really cant blame them either actually… but then suffer la x dpt contact rumah.. nasib baik dad reloaded rm100 for me before we left.. but then lasted a day ony after sms2 my family… then yg sit nya.. org call u n kita x angkat pun dia ptg kdt jg!! Roaming sux!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Huhu~ so much to tell… lemme start at the KLIA airport… before I came over here. We actually came over from banting, (my family n I n my aunt n Cynthia) from my auntie’s house with 2 big bags, 1 hand luggage n 1 laptop… When we reached KLIA, I started moving towards gate M… n met Adriana there.. but after a quick hello and an awkward silence.. I moved to an empty space with my family (lol.. she’s very quiet). Then Mr. Thaya called all students going to &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Russia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; to look over some documents and the sign something to get our passport… While I was bz doing all tat.. My bff popped up!! Wuhuu~ tx for coming bebeh~ meant a lot… really appreciate it.. ^_^ &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But I couldn’t exactly focus on her yet… my mind was elsewhere… on my paspot.. tiket.. checking in..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Speaking about checking in…huhahuha… scary2~ I knew my luggage was overweight (over 30kg… how do ya expect sumone to pack only 30kg!! im moving to &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Russia&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; not visiting!! bahalul~~) but then I couldn’t find anything else to unpack out of it…so just brani mati la pgi counter to check in. (oya… hoho… tx joy for teman-ing me to the counter… nebes baitu) Once there.. the counter-people.. said I was 5 kg overweight n had to pay RM180 for each kg! omg… like RM900 for luggage alone… Gulp~ I then went to call daddy n he came over to the counter. I was watching a Master in action… I dunno how he talked himself tru it.. pleading vigorously with d counter people to tutup sebelah mata to my luggage… n then…..WALA~~ they let me tru… ;,,,,) thank u daddykins…. Luv u so much. Lol… he then went all “do u see now the power of persuasion??”. I couldn’t help but giggle away with joy….&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And speaking of giggling~ &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Joy n I must have giggled too much to not notice that there was a chinese lady in front of us… n we accidently pushed the troli into her.. the troli catching her feet… AAWIEE~~~ must hav hurt cuz I think she was screaming cuss words at us in chinese.. damm. Malu sia. Wakaka…&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;all to much excitement for one day.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;After feeling flushed from all the excitement.. joy took me to buy sumthing from choco heaven… wuhuu~ Sugar rush… dint know wat to buy tho… so I just picked sum m&amp;amp;m’s but I guess ojoi kaya malam tue… nasib se x focus joy.. kalu nda hbs bajet ko ekekeke. N she added sum Herseys for me… hohoho… u dunt know how handy &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;ur&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; chocolates became here joy… especially in curing hunger pangs when we cudnt cook yet.. (but we’ve bought the utensils… not to worry… im not starving… just need time to get use to shopping in Russian huahuahua) bergambar sakan lagi kunun sn… then we met up with aizat… &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;n bergambar2 lagi kunun. ^_^ we are so adorable… haha! Will send pics to you guys when I can chat in msn…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But we soon had to say our goodbyes… huhahuha… I saw a glint in the eyes of those I love n whom love me… n felt weak in the knees…if they started to cry..&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I would start to cry and it would just cause a chain reaction of crying relatives. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Then felt the first signs of tearing when my nose clog up. I just had to say my goodbyes fast n get away bfore I started pouring out how much going to &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Russia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; scared me. Then they won’t worry so much seeing a grown-up independent adult leaving for a foreign place instead of a weepy little child. At least I hope I left that impression….&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Thank God for Lim Wenkie.. a guy who is going into 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; year with me… I just followed him tru the gates of klia.. following his every move till we reached gate 22. In the plane I just drank in the scenery.. remembering everyting… every detail… this is it… im leaving… im going overseas… how exciting can tat get… on your own. Dint really think that time would finally come.. (emo jap). There are so many pros n cons to this… missing out on birthdays, anniversaries and reunions with family n frens… but gaining experience of another culture, learning a diff language, living on our own, studying medicine… Just hope everything goes smoothly back home. I know my mum will definitely miss me… no one to chat to when she gets stressed out anymore… worries me sometimes.. no other daughter to help around… cant count on matthew to go sweeping floors can we..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well the flight was like any other flight… 6 hours of sitting tilll &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;ur&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; butt turns numb.. a transit in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Dubai&lt;/st1:City&gt;… which a busier airport than KLIA… n then reaching &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Moscow&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. Coming out of the doors of the airport reminded me immediately of &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;England&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. The cold air… the blue sky… no rain… lovely greeting from &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Russia&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. But that weather is only on good days..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well… so much more to tell.. but will do later on&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Tata bloggie~~&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;With Love From &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Russia&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;xoxo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996707357358689726-7814654931296610075?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/7814654931296610075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=7814654931296610075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/7814654931296610075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/7814654931296610075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2007/09/22th-september.html' title='22th September'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-5059733562125995454</id><published>2007-09-03T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T10:13:55.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuh! Im in!!</title><content type='html'>bloggiee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huhuhu~ finally! i figured out wat my username to this website was... for the past couple of days i wasnt able to go online coz my phone line was cut.. but then when i was able to online in the cc.. the connection was so damm slow.. so i went to my dad's office to blog.. n found out i forgot wat my username was... hah silly me~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i really wanted to write a long heart wrenching article on the 31st of August to comemorate Independance day... sumting like how im truly gratefull for my freedom.. but tat moment's past. Wish i went to one of those fireworks-filled events but instead i spent tat day like any other day... reading up a little on organic chemistry n trying to squeeze in a few russian words in the process. But an hour later i was distracted by how dirty my laptop was with fingerprint stains and began wiping away with a damp cloth. Im so easily distracted these days. I may have caught the short-attention-span-syndrome or sumthing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today i met up with friends at tmpat makan jawa.. wuhuu~ so happy to be going somewhere. Hazel,lyna n I all drove ourselves to Likas.. except for Ned whose father sent her.. When we all met.. as i expected.. noone had changed.. they were all still the same wonderful people i had first become friends with. Thank God for that. We still chatted away merrily without a pause... just wished my whole "geng karas" was there. Wud have been merrier.. we cud have chatted on for hours but then the budak2 skola was coming out soon so we decided to hide out at a cc above the jawa place. Hazel and I went on9 for a while but gave up agen coz the connection was so slow. But not before Lyna showed us the fs of a stalker guy at her campus n Ned showed us the fs of Nizar's new gf.. lol.. we were so noisy in the CC tat the 'kakak' CC was smiling at our jokes as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we hugged n went our separate ways... i drove back home in my Satria.. and was caught in the traffic jam.. suddenly sumone honked their bloody honker at me.. I, all hot and sweaty (since my aircond doesnt work in traffic jams.. it blasts our hot air instead when the car's not moving... mind you.. its eight years old ^_^) turned to coldly stare down the honker found it to be lyna sitting in her automatic Merc with Aniq.. my anger quickly turned into a smile since i found it amusing the situation we were in.. it was not long ago that we were both sitting side by side in our class rooms without a care in the world.. thinking about our highschool crushes n passing Wong Fu's physics tests. And now there she was.. picking up aniq after school n me rushing back home to cook lunch before mum came home. I feel like such a grown-up!! huhu... and im turning 20 next year.. time really does fly. Well after that i started feeling a cramp in my leg due to driving in a traffic jam n began to envy lyna's auto car.. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the evening dad insisted i drive down to his office agen to try on the Murut traditional dress someone made for me.. (i wish i was the passenger again!).  I actually dint want this dress.. i mean who's gonna know the difference between a kadazandusun dress (which i already have.. my mum's tat is.. still in good condition tho) and a murut dress in Russia? (i might wear it during Malaysian Night or sumting.. hmph.. that is if there is a malaysian nite). Sure they look different but no one gives a toss about it ryte... huhu.. i voiced my objections but there's no stopping my dad sometimes. Guess he's just really proud to be Murut. Dont get me wrong.. i like the dress.. perfect to wear when i get married.. but then the money (it costs around rm800!! damm! the tailor charged extra i guess coz my dad wanted it done on such short notice) cud have been used for someting more usefull.. lyk feeding me tru the harsh winter in Russia! hehehee~ *paranoia setting in*&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. neway tx dad.. i know u have good intentions..&lt;br /&gt;i guess i dint feel so gud in the dress yet.. im lacking the butt for it.. and the boobs. i might hopefully fill out a little more in my twenties to nicely fit the dress.. i might post pics of the dress soon.. lemme figure out how to first..hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owh n i luv my Kupi!!! mmmmuah3... i'll be so sad to leave him... my cute little snow dog.. i'll post pics of him too.. ^_^..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay then bloggie~&lt;br /&gt;till my next post... tata~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996707357358689726-5059733562125995454?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/5059733562125995454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=5059733562125995454' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/5059733562125995454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/5059733562125995454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2007/09/fuh-im-in.html' title='Fuh! Im in!!'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3996707357358689726.post-7100506587160939127</id><published>2007-08-28T01:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T01:58:57.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Post!!</title><content type='html'>heya bloggie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit. i dunt know wat to write already.. well i think the best way to blog is not to think too much anyways..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started this blog coz i found out joyce had a secret blog(noty2 ^_^) since last year n mayb it wud be cool to start one aswell since im going overseas soon.. those who wanna catch up wit me can do so here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well today was an ok day.. im at my dad's office ryte now.  Arrived here at 12 o'clock sharp coz dearest daddykins told me too... "u've got a lot to do today dont u" he said. "dont wanna rush everything at the last minit" he said. But then found out he was at Sutera playing golf.. grrr...&lt;br /&gt;had no money so i had to draw out sum rm200 n went on a shopping spree.. its called therapy shopping.. wish i cud do it all the time.&lt;br /&gt;funny it seems how everything suddenly looks o-so-cheap when u've got money to spare...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went up and down wisma merdeka a few times.. bought some clothes tat i doubt i can wear in russia.. but mayb in the summertime.. hah! willing to freeze my bottoms for fashion? i think NOT! But it was o-so-purrrrrrty.. couldnt resist. besides... i deserve it i think. i've been couped up at home these past few weeks anyway. huhu.. wish all my friends wud just come back.. its getting so lonely here.. there are a few here in kk but its just not the same kinda atmosphere..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than tat, i've been a saint at home i think... cooking n cleaning without much fuss. i keep thinking its the least i can do before i go away for so long.. i can tell mum's gonna mis me coz she keeps sneeking kisses my way.. im like "Mum.. o-behaveee" akakaka... nah. im the one smooching her way.. but she keeps on saying "bila lagi se ble kasi kuli ko nie? skg seja" hehe.. so its kinda obvious. she'll miss me when she sees dirty dishes n un-swept floors... hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya.. n i think i'll b flying to Russia on the 15th of September.. i have under 3 more weeks here.. a bit nervous already. n really excited.. i expect these feelings will only grow stronger as i get nearer to D-Day.. my dad is more excited than me tho.. u shud see him when he comes into my room n sees the big bag i plan to take wit me.. i caught him smiling at it the other day. then he turned around n said "why dont u make a list of the things u need n we'll go shopping wit mum later" and this was like a month before the 15th haha.. i think im more than equip ryte now.. but no harm in bringing extras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. enough for now..&lt;br /&gt;till we meet again bloggie ;)..&lt;br /&gt;tata~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3996707357358689726-7100506587160939127?l=chriscrossme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/feeds/7100506587160939127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3996707357358689726&amp;postID=7100506587160939127' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/7100506587160939127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3996707357358689726/posts/default/7100506587160939127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chriscrossme.blogspot.com/2007/08/first-post.html' title='First Post!!'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03100989817282571696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-Y6DLfWVPI/SbJMTAP9zKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HZYGKpbdsXw/S220/Copy+of+Wedding+085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
