<?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-9150209538430811588</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:08:59.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not now but soon...</title><subtitle type='html'>follows the journey of a girl in her attempts to lose weight (and find love?)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://such-pretty-things.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150209538430811588/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://such-pretty-things.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05743774861659111174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9150209538430811588.post-1304677292584087008</id><published>2008-09-15T21:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T15:57:50.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A trip to remember Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;After our trip to Sukang, we were given only one day to rest before setting off for Temburong. Seriously, after Sukang, I wasnt looking forward for Temburong. I was prepared for the worst. I actually packed more stuff eventhough they say Temburong would be better (yeah..like im gonna believe that!). Better safe than sorry right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;9th of August (Saturday), 8am, we set off from RIPAS jetty to Temburong using ferry. I think the last time i went to Temburong was when i was a kid. So really, it was like a new experience for me. The journey was very bumpy! Haha. We girls were holding on to each other everytime the boat go &lt;em&gt;bump-bump&lt;/em&gt;. It should take 40 minutes or so to get to Temburong but i think our ferry was so fast that it only took like 20 minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s32.photobucket.com/albums/d33/aliyahw/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01378copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d33/aliyahw/DSC01378copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our ride to Temburong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When we arrived at Pekan Bangar, we went straight to visit PIHM Hospital. Then around noon, we got to d place where we would stay for the night. The place was not bad at all. Well, it &lt;em&gt;is &lt;/em&gt;located in Pekan Bangar :) There's actually running water! (unlike sukang :S ). And we could shower as much as we want..yahoo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s32.photobucket.com/albums/d33/aliyahw/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01600copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d33/aliyahw/DSC01600copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Where we stay. My room was upstairs shared with 10 or so other girls. &lt;em&gt;Ada aircon&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then in the afternoon, we visited rumah panjang then Bukit Batoi/Batang Duri (if im not mistaken, that's what d place is called).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s32.photobucket.com/albums/d33/aliyahw/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01705opy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d33/aliyahw/DSC01705opy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bukit Batoi/Batang Duri&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s32.photobucket.com/albums/d33/aliyahw/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01755_resize.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d33/aliyahw/DSC01755_resize.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of the many games we played. Tried to &lt;em&gt;latupkan&lt;/em&gt; balloons with a pin blindfolded (harder than i thought it would be!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The following morning, i thought that this trip to Temburong was actually not so bad after all. It felt like a vacation. Oh..how i said that too soon! The plan for that day was to hike at Wasai Selapon. What i didnt anticipate was that it would be the most aggravating experience in my life! First we had to go through this muddy pathway. Then it got better, no muddy road. But when we went further, what we saw ahead was d steepest road ever! N we had to go up and and down 3 hills! Then we had to go through jungle and crossed d river. All our shoes were wet. First, someone said that we should take our shoes off when crossing the river and so we did. But that idea was stupid since three-quarter of the journey was through river! Besides it's safer to use shoes anyway. The rocks in the water was very slippery. N I FELL ON MY BUTT! It took me more than 2 hrs to reach d destination. When i saw the wasai, i was like: "This is it! This is what we came for!" N now we had to go back again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s32.photobucket.com/albums/d33/aliyahw/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01815copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d33/aliyahw/DSC01815copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The journey to Wasai Selapon starts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s32.photobucket.com/albums/d33/aliyahw/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01818copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d33/aliyahw/DSC01818copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s32.photobucket.com/albums/d33/aliyahw/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01823copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d33/aliyahw/DSC01823copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had to go through this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s32.photobucket.com/albums/d33/aliyahw/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01864copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d33/aliyahw/DSC01864copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s32.photobucket.com/albums/d33/aliyahw/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01881copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d33/aliyahw/DSC01881copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s32.photobucket.com/albums/d33/aliyahw/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01901copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d33/aliyahw/DSC01901copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The destination. So not worth it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;P/S: What happens in Temburong, stays in Temburong. Im sure the guys especially would like to keep it that way ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9150209538430811588-1304677292584087008?l=such-pretty-things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://such-pretty-things.blogspot.com/feeds/1304677292584087008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9150209538430811588&amp;postID=1304677292584087008' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150209538430811588/posts/default/1304677292584087008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150209538430811588/posts/default/1304677292584087008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://such-pretty-things.blogspot.com/2008/09/trip-to-remember-part-2.html' title='A trip to remember Part 2'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05743774861659111174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9150209538430811588.post-8034552161429735642</id><published>2008-09-04T20:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T23:20:25.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A trip to remember Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey peeps! Hav'nt been updating this blog for a while but here i am. I got lots to tell u guys. Last month has been quite a busy month for me. I went for an orientation programme held for new Ministry of Health degree-holder officers (this includes doctors, nurses, lab ppl such as myself, MOH ppl etc). It went on for 2 weeks and consisted of talks (snores zzz..), visits to hospitals and clinics in the country, and the most-feared of all: trips to Sukang and Temburong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, first of all..have you guys heard of Sukang before? Excuse me if im ignorant but seriously, i've never heard of such place. FYI, it's in Ulu Belait. On the 6th of August, we gathered at MOH at 6am!! Got on a bus just before 7am then headed to Labi (2hr trip). Then from Labi, we took a boat to Sukang. It was a freaking 4-hr trip! There we were on a small wooden and very uncomfortable boat for 4 hrs straight. Our butts got numb hahaha. If that wasnt bad enough, it started to rain. Thank goodness, there's a roof. But the ppl seating at the front still got wet. We finally reached Sukang at around 1pm and went to the clinic there. First thing, i went to the toilet and to my horror there's hardly any running water. There's only 2 working toilets for the girls and the flush doesnt work!! I felt like crying at that instant. Oh..did i mention that we had to stay overnight at this place?! All the girls were like: "&lt;em&gt;Cemana ni&lt;/em&gt;?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s32.photobucket.com/albums/d33/aliyahw/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00788-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d33/aliyahw/DSC00788-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;waiting for the bus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s32.photobucket.com/albums/d33/aliyahw/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00846.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d33/aliyahw/DSC00846.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;about to embark on our journey to Labi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s32.photobucket.com/albums/d33/aliyahw/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00919.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d33/aliyahw/DSC00919.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; in the boat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s32.photobucket.com/albums/d33/aliyahw/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00940.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d33/aliyahw/DSC00940.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s32.photobucket.com/albums/d33/aliyahw/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01152-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d33/aliyahw/DSC01152-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; finally Sukang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then onto our group activities. We were asked to list down the pros and cons of this trip. I realised: gosh..we were all such spoiled BRATS!, complaining bout no water lah, no aircon lah, no reception blah blah and all the while, the ppl in Sukang have been living like this all their lives. We should be so thankful of what we have. We visited longhouse and then rumah ketua kampong. Then more activities after that. They were fun lah. I had to tell you guys this, I didnt get to shower the next morning!! I didnt save enough water and there's hardly any water to begin with anyway. My water was just enough for toilet business. So i didnt get to &lt;em&gt;mandi&lt;/em&gt;. The solution? Baby wipes, lots of baby wipes!! &lt;em&gt;Kan nangis rasanya&lt;/em&gt;. The whole time i was there, i hardly eat coz i wanted to keep my toilet visits to a minimun and i was especially trying to avoid going 'number two' there. When i got home, i weigh myself and i lost a few kilos. But dont worry, as soon as i opened that KFC's Twister which i bought on my home, my weight went back to d original. Hahaha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sukang was an experience. I learned a lot. I get to see a different environment than what im used to and be more appreciative of what i have. Now i get to say, i've been there. And actually it wasnt such a bad place if the water supply is good. But would i go there again? Hmmm..&lt;em&gt;pikir panjang ku dulu&lt;/em&gt; hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s32.photobucket.com/albums/d33/aliyahw/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01169.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d33/aliyahw/DSC01169.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;longhouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s32.photobucket.com/albums/d33/aliyahw/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01189-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d33/aliyahw/DSC01189-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the longhouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s32.photobucket.com/albums/d33/aliyahw/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01198-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d33/aliyahw/DSC01198-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with the kids :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Stay tuned for Part 2 of 'A trip to remember' (Temburong)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9150209538430811588-8034552161429735642?l=such-pretty-things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://such-pretty-things.blogspot.com/feeds/8034552161429735642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9150209538430811588&amp;postID=8034552161429735642' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150209538430811588/posts/default/8034552161429735642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150209538430811588/posts/default/8034552161429735642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://such-pretty-things.blogspot.com/2008/09/trip-to-remember-part-1.html' title='A trip to remember Part 1'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05743774861659111174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9150209538430811588.post-2571494149049332412</id><published>2008-07-30T23:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T23:57:02.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hating the rainy season</title><content type='html'>2 reasons why: 1) I cant jog when it rains and 2) I seem to eat a lot (excuses..excuses :P). It was only yesterday afternoon i managed to jog again. I felt so good, it was a good jog. I jogged/walk for 45 minutes. 3 sets of 10 of sit-ups, 3 sets of 15 of crunches, 3 sets of 10 of a different type of crunches, 3 sets of 10 of ab workout (not sure what it's called). Cheers to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT I've been eating a lot too (I hate it when the weather's cold!!!). This means i have to double up my exercise :(   I hope the weather will be fine everyday for me to jog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a camping trip next week. It's part of the orientation activity at my work for us newbies. So not looking forward to it. Can you imagine me hiking through jungle trails?! Fau said it would be a great exercise. I guess i would take that as a good thing since i am trying to lose weight. So im taking up the challenge :S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9150209538430811588-2571494149049332412?l=such-pretty-things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://such-pretty-things.blogspot.com/feeds/2571494149049332412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9150209538430811588&amp;postID=2571494149049332412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150209538430811588/posts/default/2571494149049332412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150209538430811588/posts/default/2571494149049332412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://such-pretty-things.blogspot.com/2008/07/hating-rainy-season.html' title='Hating the rainy season'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05743774861659111174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9150209538430811588.post-5479678365414476684</id><published>2008-07-14T23:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T23:16:36.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So proud of myself :D</title><content type='html'>I was so proud with my exercise workout yesterday. I jogged/walked for 45 minutes, it was a good weather to jog. I hate it when it's really hot coz i would get tired easily without doing much. Yesterday i actually managed to jog non-stop throughout a song, a 4-minute song! (Twice!). That never happenned! Usually i would jog for about a minute then walk then jog again, but never 4-minutes straight :D I guess my stamina is getting better now. N probably the song i was listening to at that time was so giving me semangat, Ling (Zero) by Alan Kuo. Yup that would be my perfect jogging song. Then after jog, i continued my workout at home. Lift weights concentrating on biceps n triceps, did 3 sets of 8 each. Then i did 6 sets of crunch. Phew~~ Well done Leah! Tomorrow, probably i'l go to aerobics class. Im so determined now more than ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9150209538430811588-5479678365414476684?l=such-pretty-things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://such-pretty-things.blogspot.com/feeds/5479678365414476684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9150209538430811588&amp;postID=5479678365414476684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150209538430811588/posts/default/5479678365414476684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150209538430811588/posts/default/5479678365414476684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://such-pretty-things.blogspot.com/2008/07/so-proud-of-myself_6198.html' title='So proud of myself :D'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05743774861659111174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9150209538430811588.post-9205511690074777067</id><published>2008-06-21T16:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T16:59:47.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Is not general incivility the very essence of love?' -Jane Austen</title><content type='html'>I love reading Jane Austen's novels and when i saw the book, The Jane Austen Book Club (author: Karen Joy Fowler), i definitely had to read it. I totally love it! This book tells the stories of 5 women and 1 man who form the Jane Austen book club and find their lives might not be so different from the pages on Jane Austen's books. If you're not a fan of reading then you should just watch the movie. But i suggest you should do both hehe. I have to say the movie stay true to the book most of the time except for one part i guess. The book is funny but the movie is even funnier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zatP2-_NH2A&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zatP2-_NH2A&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9150209538430811588-9205511690074777067?l=such-pretty-things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://such-pretty-things.blogspot.com/feeds/9205511690074777067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9150209538430811588&amp;postID=9205511690074777067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150209538430811588/posts/default/9205511690074777067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150209538430811588/posts/default/9205511690074777067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://such-pretty-things.blogspot.com/2008/06/is-not-general-incivility-very-essence.html' title='&apos;Is not general incivility the very essence of love?&apos; -Jane Austen'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05743774861659111174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9150209538430811588.post-7294503894813596225</id><published>2008-06-17T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T14:43:35.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Was I wrong?</title><content type='html'>I always misinterpreted guys. When Guy A send me a message (see below), i thought "hey, i might have a chance with this guy." I thought maybe this message was just the beginning of us getting to know each other, especially when he wrote the highlighted part. Was I wrong to think all that? I guess I was, coz nothing happened. Maybe i was just over-analysing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Message:&lt;br /&gt;Hey there. Nice of you to add me to ur list. I see&lt;br /&gt;u around FOS a lot. Just wondering, r u in the 1st&lt;br /&gt;or second year? just wondering.&lt;br /&gt;By the way, that's a nice name. Havent met a girl&lt;br /&gt;with that name before. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, technically I still&lt;br /&gt;havent met a girl with that name, cause I havent&lt;br /&gt;met you yet.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Anyways, my name is A**(Just wanna&lt;br /&gt;get the pleasantries out of the way). A** is short&lt;br /&gt;for A******. Long story made short, my mom wanted&lt;br /&gt;a girl, so she preselected my name to be Z*****,&lt;br /&gt;but then II turned out to be a guy, so she added&lt;br /&gt;A** in front, so A** + Z***** = A******.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I gotta go back to work now. Ummm..... just&lt;br /&gt;send me a message whenever, cause I dont mind&lt;br /&gt;reading stuff(Cause thats basically my job&lt;br /&gt;anyways). so yeah, cya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9150209538430811588-7294503894813596225?l=such-pretty-things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://such-pretty-things.blogspot.com/feeds/7294503894813596225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9150209538430811588&amp;postID=7294503894813596225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150209538430811588/posts/default/7294503894813596225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150209538430811588/posts/default/7294503894813596225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://such-pretty-things.blogspot.com/2008/06/was-i-wrong.html' title='Was I wrong?'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05743774861659111174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9150209538430811588.post-3857525669173433515</id><published>2008-06-14T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T20:58:07.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's new with me?</title><content type='html'>I have espeed already!!, starting yesterday. Mine is the 100Mbps one. Im loving it, cant get myself away from it hehe. And i bought myself a new laptop too, Dell Inspiron 1420 (green apple color). So yeah don't be surprised if you see me online always ;) , especially now that im still &lt;em&gt;'iski'&lt;/em&gt; bout my laptop and espeed hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's new with me? Hmm..nothing much. I've been busy with work lately, there are days (actually let's make that everyday) when i dont sit at all the entire day. My colleagues dont get it how i can stand not sitting the whole day but i find myself working faster standing. Im surprised that sometimes i still manage to go jogging after work, although lately i've been slacking. But it's ok, i need the rest. I would go crazy if i dont indulge myself at all. Well, lately i've been goin out a lot with Fau n Frah in search of cute guys LOL, but we usually come home dissapointed. Where are the guys?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week:&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, 8th June; we (me, d girls, azim) went out to celebrate Fau's birthday at our favourite restaurant, Cheezbox. Happy 24th Fau!! (I'll upload the pics as soon as i get it from azim). At first, we planned to eat at someplace we've never been before. But when we got there (im not gonna disclosed the name of the restaurant), we took a look at the menu and we're all like: "What are we gonna eat?" The food is so not inviting. So i said, let's get out of here and go someplace else. The others were reluctant at first but after looking at the menu again and again and not finding anything that we wanna eat, at last we went out of the restaurant. Haha so funny! Who cares? It's our right. So we ended up at Cheezbox, so much better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday; Afrah n I watched Indiana Jones 4 the second time. I needed a dose of my Shia Labeouf again, cant get enough of him. I cant wait for his next movie, Eagle Eye which will be released this September. I saw the trailer, it looks freaking good. N there's gonna be Transformers 2, im sure everyone is excited bout that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eagle Eye Trailer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/J-CbKl82R8U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/J-CbKl82R8U&amp;hl=en&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday night; We went bowling, it's been a while since we last played. Obviously azim, scored the highest. We girls suck, well..&lt;em&gt;I suck&lt;/em&gt;. Who cares, we had fun. We were loud as always hehe. Then we went to coffee bean&lt;em&gt; 'lepak-ing' &lt;/em&gt;and '&lt;em&gt;bergila'. &lt;/em&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night; Watched The Incredible Hulk. Not really a good movie. It's better than the first one and Edward Norton and Liv Tyler made it bearable for me. But, i would'nt recommend it, it's just ok. Fau and I wanted to watch The Happening but only seats near to the screen were available so we opt for The Hulk instead. We should have watched The Happening eventhough the seats were bad. Im sure it'd be better than The Hulk. N I REALLY WANT TO KNOW WHAT HAPPENED IN THE HAPPENING! BUT DONT TELL ME! I wanna watch it myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Hmm..what else is new? I think i should mention that i've bought a car ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9150209538430811588-3857525669173433515?l=such-pretty-things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://such-pretty-things.blogspot.com/feeds/3857525669173433515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9150209538430811588&amp;postID=3857525669173433515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150209538430811588/posts/default/3857525669173433515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150209538430811588/posts/default/3857525669173433515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://such-pretty-things.blogspot.com/2008/06/whats-new-with-me.html' title='What&apos;s new with me?'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05743774861659111174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9150209538430811588.post-2356614553425807548</id><published>2008-05-14T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T21:18:23.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please don't panic</title><content type='html'>I woke up today with a huge headache and a terrible sore throat and I knew it was gonna be a not-so-great day. When I reached work, someone told me "Nda dapat buat kerja, nada karan". The whole lab was in the dark. In my head: "Ok, this is a first time." It was so weird to experience the blackout, everyone was not used to it. My mentor asked me to do some microscope work and I was like wondering "Dont we need electric to do that?" Some of my colleagues were like: "Does that machine work?" No electric!, of course it wont work. One of my colleagues keep pointing the light to her media plates to see the bacterial colonies. Haha..i think everyone forgot that there's no electric. Even so, we still try to go about our usual routine, trying to do as much work as we can. Then one my colleagues came in the lab and said to us "Kamu..jangan panic ah, lab sebelah ada api and everyone now keluar dari lab durang dah and we all should too." But of course everyone panic. Everyone scrambled for their things and try to get out of the lab in a hurry. The whole situation is quite funny actually eventhough we all were panicking. It's not everyday you get to see everyone ran around in the lab in panic. We actually laughed while running hehe. The funniest thing is that one of my colleagues actually kept going on with his work! He said "Sekajap ah..aku masukkan indole dulu arah my 6-tube." Who cares about your work, save yourself first! But dont worry..all is well. I dont know the real story about the fire but i guess it's not really serious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9150209538430811588-2356614553425807548?l=such-pretty-things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://such-pretty-things.blogspot.com/feeds/2356614553425807548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9150209538430811588&amp;postID=2356614553425807548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150209538430811588/posts/default/2356614553425807548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150209538430811588/posts/default/2356614553425807548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://such-pretty-things.blogspot.com/2008/05/please-dont-panic.html' title='Please don&apos;t panic'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05743774861659111174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9150209538430811588.post-6533439624563850207</id><published>2008-05-12T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T23:01:39.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I didnt realise it how hard it was to be single at my age. Everyone always asked this famous question: "Berkawan dah? or Ada BF dah". Ish..i feel like saying sarcastically to them "Nope, im actually interested in girls now." Haha. But then makcik2 probably dont understand sarcasm and would take me seriously. It really annoys me like hell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9150209538430811588-6533439624563850207?l=such-pretty-things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://such-pretty-things.blogspot.com/feeds/6533439624563850207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9150209538430811588&amp;postID=6533439624563850207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150209538430811588/posts/default/6533439624563850207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150209538430811588/posts/default/6533439624563850207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://such-pretty-things.blogspot.com/2008/05/argh.html' title='ARGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05743774861659111174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9150209538430811588.post-2984496063878942501</id><published>2008-05-12T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T21:50:25.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not so much a discovery</title><content type='html'>I just realised something. You (those who knew all along) all may think im so stupid for not knowing this all this time. I was playing around with my birthday numbers and I noticed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday: 11/12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i add up the numbers this way, i get the answer 5.&lt;br /&gt;11+12 = 23, 2+3 = 5 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i add up the numbers this way, i still get 5.&lt;br /&gt;111+2 = 113, 1+1+3 = 5 or 11+3 = 14, 1+4 = 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no matter how many different ways you do your additions, the answer is still 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we keep on trying different numbers and it works everytime. 3012 would give the answer 6 everytime, 187 = 7 etc etc. Ahh..the beauty of math hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls were with me at the time and Fau said: "Did you just make a discovery?" HAHA LOL. Yeah right Fau, dream on... I highly doubt that no one in this world didnt discover this before us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9150209538430811588-2984496063878942501?l=such-pretty-things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://such-pretty-things.blogspot.com/feeds/2984496063878942501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9150209538430811588&amp;postID=2984496063878942501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150209538430811588/posts/default/2984496063878942501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150209538430811588/posts/default/2984496063878942501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://such-pretty-things.blogspot.com/2008/05/not-so-much-discovery.html' title='Not so much a discovery'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05743774861659111174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9150209538430811588.post-1598178675906706255</id><published>2008-05-10T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T23:05:32.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On-call</title><content type='html'>I know i should try to sleep early tonight since im working tomorrow but hear I am. Yup, im working tomorrow on a&lt;em&gt; Sunday&lt;/em&gt;. Well it's part of my job. Everyone at my lab take turns to work on public holidays. Go to work in the mornings as usual like any other working days, then be on-call in the afternoon. When we're called by the wards, we have to go to the lab ASAP. Hopefully the workload tomorrow is not too much to handle. Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after im off duty, i'll probably go jogging. I love to jog now! I know that's hard to believe but it's true. I no longer feel tired after a jog, instead i feel so energised. I can feel my stamina getting stronger. And i think i better start working on eating healthier too (hmm..so not easy).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9150209538430811588-1598178675906706255?l=such-pretty-things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://such-pretty-things.blogspot.com/feeds/1598178675906706255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9150209538430811588&amp;postID=1598178675906706255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150209538430811588/posts/default/1598178675906706255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150209538430811588/posts/default/1598178675906706255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://such-pretty-things.blogspot.com/2008/05/on-call.html' title='On-call'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05743774861659111174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9150209538430811588.post-419515332463898617</id><published>2008-05-08T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T21:57:44.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is this feeling?</title><content type='html'>My heart literally beats faster whenever he crosses my mind. Im out of breath. I felt a lump in my throat. And dont even let me start on what happen to my stomach: it's tied up in knots. What the heck?!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9150209538430811588-419515332463898617?l=such-pretty-things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://such-pretty-things.blogspot.com/feeds/419515332463898617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9150209538430811588&amp;postID=419515332463898617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150209538430811588/posts/default/419515332463898617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150209538430811588/posts/default/419515332463898617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://such-pretty-things.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-is-this-feeling.html' title='What is this feeling?'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05743774861659111174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9150209538430811588.post-5310732923483423137</id><published>2008-05-06T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T21:47:34.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Six degrees</title><content type='html'>Have you ever found yourself trying to find someone and it turned out that your friend knew someone who knew someone that happened to know the person you're looking for? What a coincidence huh? Or maybe it is not such a coincidence after all... Eversince I watched the drama series &lt;em&gt;Six Degrees &lt;/em&gt;last year, I've been crazy with this theory:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Six degrees of separation refers to the idea that, if a person is one step away from each person he or she knows and two steps away from each person who is known by one of the people he or she knows, then everyone is an average of six "steps" away from each person on Earth." -&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Six_degrees_of_separation"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Six_degrees_of_separation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Six degrees of separation is the theory that anyone on the planet can be connected to any other person on the planet through a chain of acquaintances that has no more than five intermediaries." - &lt;a href="http://whatis.techtarget.com/definition/0,,sid9_gci932596,00.html"&gt;http://whatis.techtarget.com/definition/0,,sid9_gci932596,00.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To put it in picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;em&gt;1&lt;/em&gt;-&gt; B -&lt;em&gt;2&lt;/em&gt;-&gt; C -&lt;em&gt;3&lt;/em&gt;-&gt; D -&lt;em&gt;4&lt;/em&gt;-&gt; E -&lt;em&gt;5&lt;/em&gt;-&gt; F -&lt;em&gt;6&lt;/em&gt;-&gt; &lt;strong&gt;G &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How cool is that! To think that we are all only 6 persons away from someone in this world. We're all like tangled up in this one huge web. Doesnt it make you feel how small the world is and more connected to the rest of the world? Imagine this, you probably knows someone who knows someone who knows someone who knows someone who knows someone who knows Oprah or Madonna or Orlando Bloom. Haha! Is that possible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this theory reminds me of the time when I tried to find the DJ guy (M). It turned out my friend, Frh's bro is friends with him. &lt;em&gt;And&lt;/em&gt;..i just found out today that dj guy is friends with my next door neighbour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..it makes me feel good to know that R might not be that far away from me. Someday i may be able to find that chain of 6 people to get to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out this website &lt;a href="http://www.thekevinbacongame.com/"&gt;http://www.thekevinbacongame.com/&lt;/a&gt; and play the game where you choose two actors and see how are they connected.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9150209538430811588-5310732923483423137?l=such-pretty-things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://such-pretty-things.blogspot.com/feeds/5310732923483423137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9150209538430811588&amp;postID=5310732923483423137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150209538430811588/posts/default/5310732923483423137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150209538430811588/posts/default/5310732923483423137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://such-pretty-things.blogspot.com/2008/05/six-degees.html' title='Six degrees'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05743774861659111174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9150209538430811588.post-790657361231073958</id><published>2008-05-04T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T20:33:24.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leading the best life</title><content type='html'>The best way to live is to live a healthy life, am I right? We all know this but of course it is so hard to follow it when there's tempatations everywhere-ice creams, oreo-donuts, pancakes served with butter and maple syrup and especially chocolate fudge cake (yum yum). Hmm..now im thinking of buying the cake tomorrow. Yup it's not easy to say NO to these scrumptious delicious things, to look the other way and say "No, thank you, I won't eat that cake, I'm having salad instead". I still need to work on that. But I do love to exercise! Okay, I lied, that's not completely true. I dont &lt;em&gt;love &lt;/em&gt;to exercise, who does anyway? The ones who love to exercise are probably those who doesnt need it that much. However, I do enjoy the feeling after a good workout, like I've accomplised something. I feel so good and healthy and lighter somehow (although the scale would say otherwise). I admit I have been on and off with my exercise plan. There were days when I feel so fat and after watching Oprah's show on the people who managed to lose hundreds of pounds, I'l be like "Girl, you must exercise. If those people can do it, you can do it too". Then for the next few weeks I was determined to follow through my exercise plan. But then...I got lazy. It's always been that way. Not right now. Now I'm optimistic that I can do it. For quite some time now, I've been jogging near my neighbourhood. A lot of people jog there and it's very convenient since it's near to my place. I tried to jog at least 3 times a week. Eventhough sometimes i feel so tired after work, i would still jog or at least power-walk. I'm very determined this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;My exercise plan:&lt;br /&gt;Jog or Power-walk 3-4times a week + Strength training (focus: arms and abdominal). Although lately i've been jogging everyday hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My exercise motto:&lt;br /&gt;Get moving, just get moving.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9150209538430811588-790657361231073958?l=such-pretty-things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://such-pretty-things.blogspot.com/feeds/790657361231073958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9150209538430811588&amp;postID=790657361231073958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150209538430811588/posts/default/790657361231073958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150209538430811588/posts/default/790657361231073958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://such-pretty-things.blogspot.com/2008/05/leading-best-life.html' title='Leading the best life'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05743774861659111174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9150209538430811588.post-219333622406379671</id><published>2008-05-03T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T23:38:10.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Find me love</title><content type='html'>R, i really wana find you. I hope i could find you. That's all i can do: to hope and wait. Wish me luck guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9150209538430811588-219333622406379671?l=such-pretty-things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://such-pretty-things.blogspot.com/feeds/219333622406379671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9150209538430811588&amp;postID=219333622406379671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150209538430811588/posts/default/219333622406379671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150209538430811588/posts/default/219333622406379671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://such-pretty-things.blogspot.com/2008/05/find-me-love.html' title='Find me love'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05743774861659111174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9150209538430811588.post-3996018150259708393</id><published>2008-05-01T20:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T21:35:37.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;*Still under construction*&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi guys, I decided to have a new blog. Just wanna change it up a bit. Right now, my blog is not perfect yet, definitely got some more sprucing to do ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9150209538430811588-3996018150259708393?l=such-pretty-things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://such-pretty-things.blogspot.com/feeds/3996018150259708393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9150209538430811588&amp;postID=3996018150259708393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150209538430811588/posts/default/3996018150259708393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150209538430811588/posts/default/3996018150259708393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://such-pretty-things.blogspot.com/2008/05/new-blog.html' title='New Blog'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05743774861659111174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
