<?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-4592858966377046867</id><updated>2011-07-08T17:29:05.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My quirky tots</title><subtitle type='html'>Before I go senile and forget everything that has happened in my life, let me get it all down. Dedicated to the up downs and all the hellish experiences one enriches life on, here's to living with no regrets... Just bend forward and do it!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4592858966377046867/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Irina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01954617459820413837</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/_LHFyepwdZys/SrBrQgQp5zI/AAAAAAAAASc/OKxhbj6RuUc/S220/CIMG2711.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4592858966377046867.post-1380259360061603601</id><published>2010-04-06T15:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T15:56:00.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The next Julia Childs?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Who knew that getting stuck at home due to my car breaking down on me would see me scouring my recipe books and cooking up a storm... Am I on the way to become the next Julia Childs or Jamie Oliver? I highly doubt it. But I did cook up a mean Garlic Mash Potato and I have to share the recipe with all and sundry. Do try it as its easy to make and tastes like something out of a Michelin star chef's kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div id="intro"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mashed potatoes with garlic, butter, and Parmesan  cheese, along with low fat milk and seasonings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 id="rI"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li class="ingredient"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7 cups peeled and cubed baking potatoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="ingredient"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6 cloves garlic, peeled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="ingredient"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1/2  cup low-fat milk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="ingredient"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1/4 cup Parmesan cheese,  grated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="ingredient"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; 2 tablespoons butter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="ingredient"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1/2 teaspoon salt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="ingredient"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1/8  teaspoon pepper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;h3 id="rP"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Preparation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Place potatoes and garlic in a saucepan.  Cover  with water; bring to a  boil.  Reduce heat.  Simmer 20 minutes; drain.  Place drained potatoes  and garlic  in a mixing bowl.  Add remaining ingredients; beat with mixer until  smooth. Serves 6 to 8. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used Holland potatoes, HL Milk and substituted the Parmesan with Kraft Cheddar cheese as that was the only kind of cheese I had in my fridge. I didn't follow the recipe to the dot but my mash turned out fine. A bit on the watery side when hot but once it cools, it has a great consistency. Smooth and creamy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had it as a side with dory fish seasoned with garlic, thyme and lime juice and then refrigerated for an hr. Pan fried the fish. The fish took some time to cook and the garlic started to turn a darkish shade of brown so I would recommend that it be scrapped off before hand and then added in again when the fish is nearly cooked. Seasoning was fine but dory is not a great fish to use as its quite fishy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope whoever reads this has as much fun with the above mash recipe as I did. A great thing to add to any meal or party : ) Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4592858966377046867-1380259360061603601?l=irinalau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/feeds/1380259360061603601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/2010/04/next-julia-childs.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4592858966377046867/posts/default/1380259360061603601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4592858966377046867/posts/default/1380259360061603601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/2010/04/next-julia-childs.html' title='The next Julia Childs?'/><author><name>Irina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01954617459820413837</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/_LHFyepwdZys/SrBrQgQp5zI/AAAAAAAAASc/OKxhbj6RuUc/S220/CIMG2711.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4592858966377046867.post-6299224953169687283</id><published>2010-01-26T14:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T14:55:47.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trapped in the car park</title><content type='html'>It's been a roller coaster 2010 so far. Not turning out exactly as I thought it would but will ride the wave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jackal, an ex colleague at AirAsia held his wedding dinner at Equatorial Hotel KL on Saturday night. Not only was i running late but I got lost die to a bad map and wrong directions given. Instead of driving straight after Shang, I turned right at the Merc centre. When I finally found my way back and did a u turn, discovered the hotel parking was full and had to park next door and walk in my killer hells which was killing my toes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked up with Flora and to my utter embarrasment, realised I forgot to put the money into the ang pow which I was about to hand to Jackal. Luckily I realised on time and fled to the bathroom. *Phew*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only6 from AA attended and with 7 pax on table 7, we polished up ALL the food that arrived at our table. The food was really good for a hotel. The sesame fried chicken was moist, the prawn was crunchy. Overall, it was good. Gifts for guests were chop sticks in a satin covering.&lt;br /&gt;Jackal surprised me by going up on stage a singing his wife a love song while playing the key board. I must admit it was not the greatest performance but it was so bold of him to do that in front of so many people. The things love makes one do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left at bout 11 pm and to my utter horror, realised I lost my parking ticket!! Tore through the entire car and my miniscule purse but still couldn't find it. The penalty? RM 50!! Luckily Flora volunteered to drive out and get a ticket for me ;Þ I took the ticket, inserted it into the paying machine and out it came. Drove to the exit and guess what? The display showed "Invalid ticket". Back up back up cars lining up behind me. Tried that 3 x on the advice of the security guard. Sweat was pouring down my forehead; 1: Coz I was scared of getting caught and reprimanded 2: Coz it was HOT!&lt;br /&gt;Flora and Jzune kept calling as they tot I got busted for wat we did to get the new ticket. I ended up paying the guard Rm 4 and they opened the boom gate manually. The whole process took 25 minutes i think. 25 minuets in the boiling car park...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Pavillion to catch a mid night movie and settled on Legion. Had drinks at La Bodega while we waited and had the yummy lemon lime and bitters for RM 15 before tax. You should try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Legion... What do I say about it? More hype that what it actually delivered? Paul Bettany was like a confused angel. And if you think angels are all white and fluffy, are you in for a big surprise. They have steel wings which can cut you in half and they actually possess people abd turn them into demon like, meat eating, ceiling crawling creatures with black eyes and razor sharp teeth. Gory... Won't recommend watching this at the cinema. Spend your money on something else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home at 4am, tired but happy : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4592858966377046867-6299224953169687283?l=irinalau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/feeds/6299224953169687283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/2010/01/trapped-in-car-park.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4592858966377046867/posts/default/6299224953169687283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4592858966377046867/posts/default/6299224953169687283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/2010/01/trapped-in-car-park.html' title='Trapped in the car park'/><author><name>Irina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01954617459820413837</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/_LHFyepwdZys/SrBrQgQp5zI/AAAAAAAAASc/OKxhbj6RuUc/S220/CIMG2711.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4592858966377046867.post-5454366567281688807</id><published>2009-12-28T10:16:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T11:00:56.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It was a quiet Christmas</title><content type='html'>Christmas was a quiet affair with me spending it mostly at home with my TV and sock monkeys. The Christmas project of making it as gifts fell flat as I did not have enough time and enough socks to get it all done on time. Ok, so I left it a little late but at least I managed to finish 3 and a half : )&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SzgfMpjgTmI/AAAAAAAAAYg/AoDK5KFbxZc/s1600-h/Monkey+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SzgfMpjgTmI/AAAAAAAAAYg/AoDK5KFbxZc/s320/Monkey+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420116453714054754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Christmas/family get-together dinner at Uncle Kong Cheng's as the family from Singapore was down for Sue May's wedding on 26th. Never meet them before but that's not new as I barely know most of the relatives from my dad's side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Saturday came, it was busy busy busy. Woke up at 6am in order to get to SS2 on time to prepare for the morning session. No pictures as I was busy organising and making sure everything went well. Damn lucky I got loads of help from the other chee mui's. Thank you Irene, Pooi Pooi, Siew Li and Li Lian. Got my mum to be the tai kam chair during the tea ceremony and by 10.30am, the bride and groom was off to the groom's house. Phew...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a short session in 1Utama with the family for lunch and to look for shoes. Then it was hme for a 30 min nap then off again to Sheraton Imperial in KL to get all the things ready for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;It was raining so heavily when I left home to the extent the main road in Puchong leading  from Sunway was badly flooded in front of Binary College. The busy bodies of course had to slow down and look causing another jam on the opp side of the road. Managed to get to the hotel by 5pm. Had a little problem with the seating arrangements and place card settings and people started showing up early. A first for a chinese wedding I must say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SzgZXxkkMeI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/gmJzKXmHdRg/s1600-h/Sue+May%27s+Wedding+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SzgZXxkkMeI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/gmJzKXmHdRg/s320/Sue+May%27s+Wedding+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420110047774781922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The bride Sue May and groom Haan Yong&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SzgZkYkqOBI/AAAAAAAAAXY/-mWW8R5edak/s1600-h/Sue+May%27s+Wedding+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SzgZkYkqOBI/AAAAAAAAAXY/-mWW8R5edak/s320/Sue+May%27s+Wedding+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420110264402589714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She had fantastic flower arrangements. Most of the family took keepsakes home. 2 table deco's now sit on my speakers at home adding a touch of color to my otherwise dready home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Szgbe8YQFGI/AAAAAAAAAX4/Kq2JexK_JSI/s1600-h/Sue+May%27s+Wedding+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Szgbe8YQFGI/AAAAAAAAAX4/Kq2JexK_JSI/s320/Sue+May%27s+Wedding+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420112369958261858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Flowers for the table and apples as keepsakes for the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Szge1s7fVQI/AAAAAAAAAYY/P5nmJu5tRcA/s1600-h/Sue+May%27s+Wedding+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Szge1s7fVQI/AAAAAAAAAYY/P5nmJu5tRcA/s320/Sue+May%27s+Wedding+026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420116059482969346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SzgeRy69IFI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/UixlrGhp6hA/s1600-h/Sue+May%27s+Wedding+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SzgeRy69IFI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/UixlrGhp6hA/s320/Sue+May%27s+Wedding+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420115442616049746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dinner shoes and her bouquet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wedding was no typical chinese wedding which was good as there was less fanfare and less noise : ) Everyone went home happily by 12am. I couldn't find my way back from the hotel to Sg Besi highway so had to take Jln Kuching. It was like a drive down memory lane : ) That's another story to tell...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4592858966377046867-5454366567281688807?l=irinalau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/feeds/5454366567281688807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/2009/12/it-was-quiet-christmas_28.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4592858966377046867/posts/default/5454366567281688807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4592858966377046867/posts/default/5454366567281688807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/2009/12/it-was-quiet-christmas_28.html' title='It was a quiet Christmas'/><author><name>Irina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01954617459820413837</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/_LHFyepwdZys/SrBrQgQp5zI/AAAAAAAAASc/OKxhbj6RuUc/S220/CIMG2711.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SzgfMpjgTmI/AAAAAAAAAYg/AoDK5KFbxZc/s72-c/Monkey+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4592858966377046867.post-598124161033642636</id><published>2009-12-23T11:31:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T12:03:01.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's 2 days to Christmas and 8 days to a new year!</title><content type='html'>I knew I would not be able to update my blog constantly but never knew months would have passed since my last entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 2 days to Christmas!! Snow would complete the feel but guess we'll just have to make do with Christmas Carols, present exchange and get togethers : ) Now, I just need to finish my Christmas shopping. Think I am in trouble in that area...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what has been happening the past few months. All I can remember right now is our annual dinner themed 'Back to School' on 16th Dec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SzGQvM7m3GI/AAAAAAAAAWI/1QpObtTP3eY/s1600-h/15945_208373401924_538646924_3233975_4572593_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SzGQvM7m3GI/AAAAAAAAAWI/1QpObtTP3eY/s320/15945_208373401924_538646924_3233975_4572593_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418270967302904930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SzGQuhsWs9I/AAAAAAAAAWA/ZhzHVQDqTKg/s1600-h/15945_208372541924_538646924_3233885_743889_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SzGQuhsWs9I/AAAAAAAAAWA/ZhzHVQDqTKg/s320/15945_208372541924_538646924_3233885_743889_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418270955696206802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SzGQ65zZD6I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/4LVtjqcdR58/s1600-h/Mobile+pics+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SzGQ65zZD6I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/4LVtjqcdR58/s320/Mobile+pics+035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418271168326602658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My work table is still a mess. Think it has gotten worse as the days move along. To pen in a spring cleaning session in 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for 4pm today as we will be having our present and foody exchange with the other departments. I had a tough time looking for my present. Why? Coz I was lazy to go shopping ;Þ Shopping malls are crowded to max capacity with peole who are doing their last minute shopping as well as just to kill time. Wish I had more time to want to kill time ;oÞ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish 2010 is a greater and better year for me and everyone in the world. Got so many plans sitting at the edge of my conciousness, just haven't had the time to grap hold of them and make the realities. 2010. 2010. That's the year I am going to make my dreams come true. Hope I remember this next month. hahahha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I made a Monkey for Christmas. Here is the unfinished version. He now sits proudly on my Hi-Fi set with a tail and a bow just waiting for someone to pick him up and love him. What should we call him? Port Belly? Big Willy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SzGUhyLQlaI/AAAAAAAAAWg/RqnsmUk-zDo/s1600-h/22+Dec+09+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SzGUhyLQlaI/AAAAAAAAAWg/RqnsmUk-zDo/s320/22+Dec+09+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418275134829008290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SzGUsjJLtVI/AAAAAAAAAWo/XIVVsDP5tBc/s1600-h/22+Dec+09+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SzGUsjJLtVI/AAAAAAAAAWo/XIVVsDP5tBc/s320/22+Dec+09+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418275319772329298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japanese! Japanese! The Mktg, Branding and Creative team plus Carat and PosterScope had a get together at Jogoya Starhill last night. I had so much sashimi and am swearing off it to the year ;Þ The food was not a good as I tot it would be looking at the price but overall, it was not too bad as the choices were varied and extensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SzGVQL_gtkI/AAAAAAAAAWw/XJApDGtbfFk/s1600-h/22+Dec+09+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SzGVQL_gtkI/AAAAAAAAAWw/XJApDGtbfFk/s320/22+Dec+09+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418275932033037890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SzGVXTM5MkI/AAAAAAAAAW4/Ft8oaVr4xjY/s1600-h/22+Dec+09+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SzGVXTM5MkI/AAAAAAAAAW4/Ft8oaVr4xjY/s320/22+Dec+09+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418276054227300930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SzGVeDGnNyI/AAAAAAAAAXA/4l3LEyOhpNU/s1600-h/22+Dec+09+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SzGVeDGnNyI/AAAAAAAAAXA/4l3LEyOhpNU/s320/22+Dec+09+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418276170165073698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh yeah. I got the i phone 3GS 32GB!!! Got it from Taiwan as I didn't want to get tied down to a long term plan with Maxis. Their data plans suck. DIGI is now offering unlimited for RM 48 while Celcom is RM 68 unlimited. 5 mths pls pass fast so that I can change my service provider... The battery power sucks, it has hung twice on me, I can't seem to MMS using this phone and it is constantly logged on to the net. So be careful when you play any of the free games downloaded from i tunes. It automatically downloads banner ads and for the 1st week, my bill was already RM 51 for data! SMSing is hard as the touch pad is so small for my fatty fingers and don't even try it when u are driving. It's an accident waiting to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But overall, the games are cool, the camera is good and the sound, fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya in 2010!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4592858966377046867-598124161033642636?l=irinalau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/feeds/598124161033642636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-2-days-to-christmas-and-8-days-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4592858966377046867/posts/default/598124161033642636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4592858966377046867/posts/default/598124161033642636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-2-days-to-christmas-and-8-days-to.html' title='It&apos;s 2 days to Christmas and 8 days to a new year!'/><author><name>Irina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01954617459820413837</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/_LHFyepwdZys/SrBrQgQp5zI/AAAAAAAAASc/OKxhbj6RuUc/S220/CIMG2711.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SzGQvM7m3GI/AAAAAAAAAWI/1QpObtTP3eY/s72-c/15945_208373401924_538646924_3233975_4572593_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4592858966377046867.post-1055940260537474729</id><published>2009-09-17T11:12:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T12:13:46.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No bird chickened out on our chick's nite!</title><content type='html'>Suzen's chick's nite didn't turn out as I originally planned. We were supposed to rent a suite and stuff all the holes and poles in there for the night with unlimited booze and fun. But as I had just returned from my trip to London, there was not enough time. What do people always say bout last minute planning? I oso don't know ;Þ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls that were invited to the do:&lt;br /&gt;Li Yen&lt;br /&gt;Jzune&lt;br /&gt;Flora&lt;br /&gt;Jessie&lt;br /&gt;Fiona&lt;br /&gt;Valerie&lt;br /&gt;Caroline&lt;br /&gt;And of course, the bride to be herself : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a bit late in picking Li Yen up from the mamak in TTDI and rushed straight to Flora's to put the finishing touches to our props for the night. Who knew it ended up taking more than an hr so we had to send Jzune ahead to get out table at Laundy (by the way, we are boycotting that place). Took us half an hr to stitch the LifeSavers to the little t LY brot. Thank gawd I had some needle skills. Then we had to prepare the cans for Suzen's bridal walk. Downed cans of drinks in order to get 6 cans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The games we had planned:&lt;br /&gt;Lipstick&lt;br /&gt;Bridal walk&lt;br /&gt;3 drinks&lt;br /&gt;Like a Virgin&lt;br /&gt;Sucker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We finally got everyone together at Curve at 7.30pm. Service at Laundry was so bad it took 20 mins for someone to notice us frantically waving to get our orders. Then it took another 15 mins for us to get our plates and cutlery. Very bad service. I ordered the Calamari, 2 types of spaghetti, a Caeser Salad and 2 types of pizza. We ended the dinner by downing Tequila Shots at 9.30am. Damage? RM 521.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SrGrymbJIfI/AAAAAAAAATE/dqg913YHo5I/s1600-h/CIMG2675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SrGrymbJIfI/AAAAAAAAATE/dqg913YHo5I/s320/CIMG2675.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382271915480654322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We made her wear this the entire night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SrGr-yhPq3I/AAAAAAAAATM/3rM2cYCjIRw/s1600-h/CIMG2676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SrGr-yhPq3I/AAAAAAAAATM/3rM2cYCjIRw/s320/CIMG2676.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382272124885904242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bride-zilla?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SrGsL0AizMI/AAAAAAAAATU/xu7QTof8yh4/s1600-h/CIMG2683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SrGsL0AizMI/AAAAAAAAATU/xu7QTof8yh4/s320/CIMG2683.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382272348623916226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;First shots for the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SrGs75mawfI/AAAAAAAAATc/AIa_XAMu14w/s1600-h/CIMG2680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SrGs75mawfI/AAAAAAAAATc/AIa_XAMu14w/s320/CIMG2680.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382273174758670834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The killer ladies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Did you know Laundry does not serve water, alco in jugs or towers on the eve of a hol? And they charge RM 80+ for Heinekken? Crazy... So we decided to go straight to Sanctuary to wait for the guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There we had to renegotiate the no of ppl we can bring inside. Ended up with 5 pax per bottle but they were so stingy with their tables. So what's the use of a reservation when they can't find it? We had to open a 3rd bottle to get access to a 2nd table. Slaughter... By 10.15 pm, BK, Kelvin, KC, Soon Yean, Rudy and Kelvin all arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SrGt3h8puKI/AAAAAAAAATk/ICIhde2Pnz8/s1600-h/CIMG2708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SrGt3h8puKI/AAAAAAAAATk/ICIhde2Pnz8/s320/CIMG2708.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382274199201626274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Crazy Flora and Jessie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SrGvNCeAv0I/AAAAAAAAATs/Yu2XbrVorxc/s1600-h/CIMG2713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SrGvNCeAv0I/AAAAAAAAATs/Yu2XbrVorxc/s320/CIMG2713.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382275668220362562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The party begins!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SrGvYFBH7uI/AAAAAAAAAT0/cmOcmq7tB54/s1600-h/CIMG2714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SrGvYFBH7uI/AAAAAAAAAT0/cmOcmq7tB54/s320/CIMG2714.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382275857883066082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Girls busy mixing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SrG08ghoX-I/AAAAAAAAAVE/u3qt1ni3VGU/s1600-h/CIMG2728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SrG08ghoX-I/AAAAAAAAAVE/u3qt1ni3VGU/s320/CIMG2728.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382281981300596706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kampai!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SrGvhndLBiI/AAAAAAAAAT8/3D9IlEAv3Ec/s1600-h/CIMG2729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SrGvhndLBiI/AAAAAAAAAT8/3D9IlEAv3Ec/s320/CIMG2729.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382276021746337314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Group pic before we get too drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We loaded Suzen with drinks as the games we had in mind was quite provocative and tot she couldn't handle it sober. So at 11pm, laden with drinks in the system, off we went... But first, the cans went on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SrGxdNOKDkI/AAAAAAAAAUE/-89zaHweOmc/s1600-h/CIMG2739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SrGxdNOKDkI/AAAAAAAAAUE/-89zaHweOmc/s320/CIMG2739.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382278145007816258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Clank! Clank! Clank!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;First up, she had to go round with her glass asking for drinks. She had to get 5 men to fill it up. In return, they would get a kiss from any of the girls. Guess who was the first casualty? Mua... But it was all in good fun. The rounds ended with Li Yen's cutie fren buying a Flaming Lamborgini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SrGx8WBI7uI/AAAAAAAAAUM/ERSp7-OI2JY/s1600-h/CIMG2746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SrGx8WBI7uI/AAAAAAAAAUM/ERSp7-OI2JY/s320/CIMG2746.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382278679945080546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Go Suzen! Go Suzen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Had a quick loo break and discovered the gals went back up and Suzen disappeared! Found her outside suffering from gastric. Luckily the pill queen was around. Whip whip. Pills to the rescue... And things got more interesting from there... Bride-zilla was drunk and we couldn't continue with the games!! But we had other forms of entertainment. Lips will be sealed about wat went on but wat I can say is it involved the french...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SrGz4cyUm8I/AAAAAAAAAUk/1zPSytEw_aY/s1600-h/CIMG2764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SrGz4cyUm8I/AAAAAAAAAUk/1zPSytEw_aY/s320/CIMG2764.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382280812065758146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Let's start stoning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SrGzhGDtyDI/AAAAAAAAAUc/oxWhcKP4AG8/s1600-h/CIMG2762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SrGzhGDtyDI/AAAAAAAAAUc/oxWhcKP4AG8/s320/CIMG2762.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382280410827704370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My good fren Kelvin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SrG1sR7DKiI/AAAAAAAAAVM/agb4fTxvza0/s1600-h/CIMG2711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SrG1sR7DKiI/AAAAAAAAAVM/agb4fTxvza0/s320/CIMG2711.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382282802014399010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Before whisky kicked in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SrG0IkVXtII/AAAAAAAAAUs/Prr1B9qvEuE/s1600-h/CIMG2770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SrG0IkVXtII/AAAAAAAAAUs/Prr1B9qvEuE/s320/CIMG2770.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382281088969716866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After the whisky kicked in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SrG0TwfwtTI/AAAAAAAAAU0/wX6-kZ_FQdA/s1600-h/CIMG2794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SrG0TwfwtTI/AAAAAAAAAU0/wX6-kZ_FQdA/s320/CIMG2794.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382281281213084978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The groom who crashed the party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SrG0qw2XjdI/AAAAAAAAAU8/d3TGko8kYHA/s1600-h/CIMG2849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SrG0qw2XjdI/AAAAAAAAAU8/d3TGko8kYHA/s320/CIMG2849.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382281676444896722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was nearly gone by the time we met Bryan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't remember what time we went home exactly but I had a great night doing all kinds of stuff. It's great being single...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got back to work, KC showed us pics of Soon Yean with floor poses. We didn't even know he was drunk! Kelakar : ) Let's have more nights like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/4592858966377046867-1055940260537474729?l=irinalau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/feeds/1055940260537474729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/2009/09/no-bird-chickened-out-on-our-chicks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4592858966377046867/posts/default/1055940260537474729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4592858966377046867/posts/default/1055940260537474729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/2009/09/no-bird-chickened-out-on-our-chicks.html' title='No bird chickened out on our chick&apos;s nite!'/><author><name>Irina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01954617459820413837</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/_LHFyepwdZys/SrBrQgQp5zI/AAAAAAAAASc/OKxhbj6RuUc/S220/CIMG2711.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SrGrymbJIfI/AAAAAAAAATE/dqg913YHo5I/s72-c/CIMG2675.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4592858966377046867.post-5266296433643429157</id><published>2009-09-14T11:47:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T12:13:11.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been ages!!!</title><content type='html'>Wow... It's  not easy keeping a blog going I must say... So what have I left out since my last entry. Let's see....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 13 days, made the 13 hr trip back from London on an AirAsia X Premium Seat at 2am 25th Aug 09. You could say I slept all the way back. Bad mistake. Reached KL in the afternoon and suffered bad jetlag for a week. So my night were spent awake in bed with only my thoughts to keep me company and finally only managing to fall asleep at 6am and having to wake up at 7am to go to work. Kept that up for a week and nearly died. But I had some respites thanks to Chivas and Glen something. Whisky, I love you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sq2-sOKAKNI/AAAAAAAAASE/i9AAmhOzruU/s1600-h/P1060692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sq2-sOKAKNI/AAAAAAAAASE/i9AAmhOzruU/s320/P1060692.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381166796701182162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the many cafe's in Paris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's been 20 days since I got back and my minds a mess... Not that anyone can see coz Macho Woman is in the HOUSE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok, back to the story... Threw Suzen's a chick's nite on 30th Aug 09 at Laundry and Sanctuary, Curve. I don't think any of the girls will be going back there as the management was not sporting and so calculative.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sq2_xrw6c5I/AAAAAAAAASM/LPckdZt6Ue8/s1600-h/CIMG2690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sq2_xrw6c5I/AAAAAAAAASM/LPckdZt6Ue8/s320/CIMG2690.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381167990059987858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tequila shots all round&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I had to cancel my 6 day Bali trip coz we had to work during the weekend at MATTA but had fun at the fair. Last day there, something caught fire but surprisingly, no one wanted to leave the hall especially those at the AA booth as they had lined up for hrs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suzen's wedding was held at Saujana on the way to the Subang airport. It was very different from what you would have expected from a typical chinese wedding. maybe I shud have one like that as well, if I ever do get married : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sq3CSZOBwGI/AAAAAAAAASU/bgvQuHM94Yo/s1600-h/suzen+and+I.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sq3CSZOBwGI/AAAAAAAAASU/bgvQuHM94Yo/s320/suzen+and+I.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381170751040766050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Blurry pic of Suzen and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this is the gist of my 20 days since I got back. Will narate more later. Got much to tell....&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4592858966377046867-5266296433643429157?l=irinalau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/feeds/5266296433643429157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-been-ages.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4592858966377046867/posts/default/5266296433643429157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4592858966377046867/posts/default/5266296433643429157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-been-ages.html' title='It&apos;s been ages!!!'/><author><name>Irina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01954617459820413837</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/_LHFyepwdZys/SrBrQgQp5zI/AAAAAAAAASc/OKxhbj6RuUc/S220/CIMG2711.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sq2-sOKAKNI/AAAAAAAAASE/i9AAmhOzruU/s72-c/P1060692.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4592858966377046867.post-8644972972585247420</id><published>2009-08-21T17:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T15:27:33.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paris! Paris!</title><content type='html'>I sorta think Paris is over rated but then again, that could be coz I have no clue how to get around or where to go. It's not as easy as London as you can go to Soho for night life and all the laces of attaraction are so close together. Here, I can't read the maps and the signages and the people are not very friendly. Most say they don'tunderstand you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked walking the Paris streets at night. Less people and the weather was cooler. Saw the lourve and the Arc in twilight and shud be going inside to marvel at the masterpieces either today or tomolo before I head back to London on the 11pm bus which will take about 8 hrs. The trip here was not too bad. Passed real fast and only cost me GBP 52 return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope the weather holds as it is as I didn't bring enough clothes to sweat in : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think spending so many days here is making ma lazy as I seem to be getting up later and later. Usually I am up and about by 9am taking in the sights. Irina! Buck UP!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4592858966377046867-8644972972585247420?l=irinalau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/feeds/8644972972585247420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/2009/08/paris-paris.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4592858966377046867/posts/default/8644972972585247420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4592858966377046867/posts/default/8644972972585247420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/2009/08/paris-paris.html' title='Paris! Paris!'/><author><name>Irina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01954617459820413837</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/_LHFyepwdZys/SrBrQgQp5zI/AAAAAAAAASc/OKxhbj6RuUc/S220/CIMG2711.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4592858966377046867.post-2109636202700581886</id><published>2009-08-11T10:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T10:46:33.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been boiling and reaching its peak!</title><content type='html'>Excited!!! That's what my soul has been drumming steadily since I started planning the trip to London first to watch the U2 concert in Wembley and then my own holiday extension. And now, it's reaching boiling point and can hardly keep it in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I haven't had the time to even plan my trip so at this current point of time, I have no itinerary from 17 till 24th Aug. Need some ideas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to make matters worse, I just remembered I am supposed to be planning Suzen's hen's night for the weekend I get back to KL!! Aarghhh!!! Can I do it all in 1 day??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paramore's Decode rocks!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4592858966377046867-2109636202700581886?l=irinalau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/feeds/2109636202700581886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-been-boiling-and-reaching-its-peak.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4592858966377046867/posts/default/2109636202700581886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4592858966377046867/posts/default/2109636202700581886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-been-boiling-and-reaching-its-peak.html' title='It&apos;s been boiling and reaching its peak!'/><author><name>Irina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01954617459820413837</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/_LHFyepwdZys/SrBrQgQp5zI/AAAAAAAAASc/OKxhbj6RuUc/S220/CIMG2711.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4592858966377046867.post-5311084699613060796</id><published>2009-08-10T09:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T10:51:31.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Misc happenings...</title><content type='html'>It was a long week last week with Flora out of town. A meeting was scheduled with Visit Britain in Singapore on Friday and that saw we getting up at 5am and driving in the dark to the airport as the flight departs 7.50am. Thank god for the radio keeping me awake : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a good meeting with the VB team. At the airport while waiting for Emilia to make the purchases, guess who I saw? Denise Keller, the VJ from Channel V. The first thing that struck me was that she had sooo much make up on. Next we how much of a prima dona she was. She kep compliaining about the duty free bag her purchase was being sealed into and went on and on about the environment. Hello.. You are talking to the wrong people. You shud just write a complaint letter to the airport authorities to get them to reduce or do away with plastic instead of making the sales attendants life hell... Flight was delay 20 mins and arrived in KL at 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet Li Yen and Flora for drinks at Laundry, Curve  at 10pm. Bumped into Kok Hoe and his frens as I was leaving at 12am. What a day... Couldn't wait to go home and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On came Saturday and it was housework and chill time. Did the laundry and basically chilled out at home in front of the telly. Had dinner with sis at Bukit Jalil but had to pick the kids up first from the club. The monsters are so adorable : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up early Sunday morning to bring Lilo for her refresher classes in Central Park BU at 9.30am. Lilo was not in the mood to pay attention. I was glad when class finally ended. Kumar wants me to be a trainer! I might be able to train my dog but are my methods the ones which I can pass on? Am I good at instructing people? No answers to those questions yet.&lt;br /&gt;As we were running to the car (I had an itchy backside and wanted to let Lilo run yet scared to let her off leash) and I fell... Yup, I fell. My legs had the scrapping of their life and the grass and stones took a good sized chunk of flesh. I had this image of my butt bouncing up and down as the forward momentum kept me sliding forward on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SoDcg_AGlkI/AAAAAAAAAR8/W4Br01LgUsA/s1600-h/leg.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SoDcg_AGlkI/AAAAAAAAAR8/W4Br01LgUsA/s320/leg.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368533215051421250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The damage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am today with a pain in my left leg with scraps and bruises to show when I am in UK. Who would have tot this would happen to me at this date? But I shud have known better. The klut, that's me : ) It was pure luck I managed to avoid much damage in the last 10 yrs...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4592858966377046867-5311084699613060796?l=irinalau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/feeds/5311084699613060796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/2009/08/misc-happenings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4592858966377046867/posts/default/5311084699613060796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4592858966377046867/posts/default/5311084699613060796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/2009/08/misc-happenings.html' title='Misc happenings...'/><author><name>Irina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01954617459820413837</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/_LHFyepwdZys/SrBrQgQp5zI/AAAAAAAAASc/OKxhbj6RuUc/S220/CIMG2711.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SoDcg_AGlkI/AAAAAAAAAR8/W4Br01LgUsA/s72-c/leg.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4592858966377046867.post-1121171720864559375</id><published>2009-08-03T09:45:00.028+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T12:13:50.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adrenaline Gold Coast - Day 3</title><content type='html'>It's already Thursday 23 July 09!! Wow, does time pass when you are having fun. I was so reluctant to wake up as the gigantic bed I was on kept calling me back to sleep. "Irina... Go back to sleep and snuggle under the fluffy duvet amongst 4 pillows... Sleep..." I was very tempted but I was also looking forward to breakfast at Sage Cafe where we are to meet with racing legend Sir Jack Brabham and his son.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnZDJI2VUII/AAAAAAAAAM8/oq9nWcSlkoU/s1600-h/P1050726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnZDJI2VUII/AAAAAAAAAM8/oq9nWcSlkoU/s320/P1050726.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365549830331781250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnZDRjC2aDI/AAAAAAAAANE/Fbji6GMTTcc/s1600-h/P1050730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnZDRjC2aDI/AAAAAAAAANE/Fbji6GMTTcc/s320/P1050730.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365549974802556978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The restaurant was very near 1Two3 where we had dinner that first night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnZGQtkTiaI/AAAAAAAAAOU/_cskbrpPbWc/s1600-h/P1050716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnZGQtkTiaI/AAAAAAAAAOU/_cskbrpPbWc/s320/P1050716.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365553258982246818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnZG6QCHXnI/AAAAAAAAAOc/VjCJAADemc0/s1600-h/P1050719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnZG6QCHXnI/AAAAAAAAAOc/VjCJAADemc0/s320/P1050719.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365553972608720498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Interior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ordered the traditional eggs and bacon with a strawberry milk shake. When the bacon and eggs arrived, I was mesmerised. Tne bacon was sooo thick! And it was swimming in oil. *Shudder* The eggs were a little wet and creamy as if they added cheese to it. I didn't really enjoy breakfast too much as the bacon was too salty and oily. It was very difficult to swallow the stuff but Donald tot it was fine and wolfed it all down. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnZDbOaYXjI/AAAAAAAAANM/1q2Okdoil_o/s1600-h/P1050714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnZDbOaYXjI/AAAAAAAAANM/1q2Okdoil_o/s320/P1050714.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365550141062798898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A great way to start the day - A cup of creamy strawberry milk shake&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnZDiukcCXI/AAAAAAAAANU/hucZPfTFSNM/s1600-h/P1050735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnZDiukcCXI/AAAAAAAAANU/hucZPfTFSNM/s320/P1050735.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365550269954001266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My bacon, eggs and toast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnZEgkNvqaI/AAAAAAAAANc/WlSJUZMW5H4/s1600-h/P1050736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnZEgkNvqaI/AAAAAAAAANc/WlSJUZMW5H4/s320/P1050736.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365551332326353314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some other options&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnZErLNkqYI/AAAAAAAAANk/3u91rGUl0EY/s1600-h/P1050740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnZErLNkqYI/AAAAAAAAANk/3u91rGUl0EY/s320/P1050740.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365551514593307010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnZFFuxL3iI/AAAAAAAAAN0/SPI8qsF-MXE/s1600-h/P1050741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnZFFuxL3iI/AAAAAAAAAN0/SPI8qsF-MXE/s320/P1050741.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365551970814516770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Half way thru my food, I suddenly noticed this very cute guy sitting outside being spoon fed by a girl. He was so cute I couldn't resist taking a picture. Actually through out the entire trip, I took so many pictures of cute guys that passed me by. Everytime I whipped out the camera, the guys would all groan as they knew what I was about to do ;Þ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnZF-JUMGhI/AAAAAAAAAOM/GyxYjTReebs/s1600-h/P1050742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnZF-JUMGhI/AAAAAAAAAOM/GyxYjTReebs/s320/P1050742.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365552940013328914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cute ain't he ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ah, here I am talking about this guys I don't even know, I totally placed Sir Jack on the back burner... He's about 80+ now and hard of hearing but still quick on his toes when it comes to answering questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnZV194gCMI/AAAAAAAAAOk/VeK_i-NtYRU/s1600-h/P1050710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnZV194gCMI/AAAAAAAAAOk/VeK_i-NtYRU/s320/P1050710.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365570391691495618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sir Jack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was quite cold that morning and after breakfast, we made our way to Southport Surf Club on Suirfer's Paradise for the official launch of the Nitro Super GP by BAM Media.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnZXUyxF9zI/AAAAAAAAAOs/um8bEg97WEw/s1600-h/P1050756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnZXUyxF9zI/AAAAAAAAAOs/um8bEg97WEw/s320/P1050756.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365572020795209522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnZX0C4q9fI/AAAAAAAAAO0/4ICnUUQbsC0/s1600-h/P1050770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnZX0C4q9fI/AAAAAAAAAO0/4ICnUUQbsC0/s320/P1050770.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365572557697906162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The V8 Holden&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnZX8MPie4I/AAAAAAAAAO8/T-76nZvZySE/s1600-h/P1050781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnZX8MPie4I/AAAAAAAAAO8/T-76nZvZySE/s320/P1050781.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365572697648692098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The V8 Ford&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I got bored so went walkabout the area takings random pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnZZRKIEkfI/AAAAAAAAAPE/M9fpyzPn2KM/s1600-h/P1050774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnZZRKIEkfI/AAAAAAAAAPE/M9fpyzPn2KM/s320/P1050774.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365574157369381362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lifeguards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnZZeq4qA3I/AAAAAAAAAPM/IkZMlQ4nlXQ/s1600-h/P1050783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnZZeq4qA3I/AAAAAAAAAPM/IkZMlQ4nlXQ/s320/P1050783.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365574389501395826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aborigine troup preforming at the event&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnZZtfxBuUI/AAAAAAAAAPU/oTVGA8GFR6Q/s1600-h/P1050790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnZZtfxBuUI/AAAAAAAAAPU/oTVGA8GFR6Q/s320/P1050790.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365574644214643010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They really got people's attention when they came out shaking their booty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnZZ5hrBVyI/AAAAAAAAAPc/qemPVKwTtN8/s1600-h/P1050797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnZZ5hrBVyI/AAAAAAAAAPc/qemPVKwTtN8/s320/P1050797.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365574850884753186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ms Super GP. She was HOT and tall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The sun suddenly came out and the temperature went sky high. Luckily it was not humid as I would have been sweating like a BBQ pig. The media were ushered to the beach front as they would be using sky divers to launch the event. They made us stand in the sun for 30 mins before we saw the first bodies falling out of the plane. Quite exciting when I first saw them ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnZbopPx1dI/AAAAAAAAAPk/_VKsrcVcu8s/s1600-h/P1050821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnZbopPx1dI/AAAAAAAAAPk/_VKsrcVcu8s/s320/P1050821.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365576759883453906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was a proud moment when I made out the Malaysian flag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnZcHF_esjI/AAAAAAAAAPs/vl-yM6XLBEI/s1600-h/P1050838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnZcHF_esjI/AAAAAAAAAPs/vl-yM6XLBEI/s320/P1050838.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365577282995794482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Safe landing on the beach front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The team leader was an old man and he was carrying the biggests flag and executed the best landing. One of them actually landed in the water on his face. I had a good silent laugh the bad girl I am ;Þ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once that wrapped, everyone adjourned upstairs to the mian area for the speeches, food and drinks. I took more photo's of the cutie hunky drivers as the place were crawling with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnZd1n5xG9I/AAAAAAAAAP0/CmKqj-xkzR8/s1600-h/P1050851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnZd1n5xG9I/AAAAAAAAAP0/CmKqj-xkzR8/s320/P1050851.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365579181884251090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Premier of Gold Coast Anna Bligh&lt;br /&gt;was also there to support the event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnZhAFaaUII/AAAAAAAAAP8/VnKrtWHvGH0/s1600-h/P1050799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnZhAFaaUII/AAAAAAAAAP8/VnKrtWHvGH0/s320/P1050799.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365582660139372674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Malaysian A1 car was also on display&lt;br /&gt;which gave us free publicity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But the weird thing was, it was the only car available as the rest was dismantled being cleaned and under maintenance for the upcoming race while the Malaysian can was just sitting there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys interviewed Alan Jones (in the sun mind you) and once the event was done, we were off to Harbour Town for a few hours of shopping bliss. And when that was not enough, John brought us to the Robina Shopping Centre which was huge! I had my worst meal there of fish and chips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnZjBM1l0_I/AAAAAAAAAQE/EUTdq4x5vgE/s1600-h/P1050866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnZjBM1l0_I/AAAAAAAAAQE/EUTdq4x5vgE/s320/P1050866.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365584878335546354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Robina Shopping Centre -&lt;br /&gt;there was too much to see, too little time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We were lucky as today was late night shopping and the shops were open till 9pm. But the guys were tired and all spent out, so we headed back to the hotel about 8.30pm. Daniel was considering a trip to Hooters again but settled for directions there : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a blissful bath, I slipped under the covers, turned out the lights and meet slumber for a dreamy romp. Tomorrow's another exciting day - guns....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/4592858966377046867-1121171720864559375?l=irinalau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/feeds/1121171720864559375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/2009/08/adrenaline-gold-coast-day-3.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4592858966377046867/posts/default/1121171720864559375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4592858966377046867/posts/default/1121171720864559375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/2009/08/adrenaline-gold-coast-day-3.html' title='Adrenaline Gold Coast - Day 3'/><author><name>Irina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01954617459820413837</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/_LHFyepwdZys/SrBrQgQp5zI/AAAAAAAAASc/OKxhbj6RuUc/S220/CIMG2711.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnZDJI2VUII/AAAAAAAAAM8/oq9nWcSlkoU/s72-c/P1050726.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4592858966377046867.post-142135033002278828</id><published>2009-07-29T19:04:00.042+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T13:47:28.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adrenaline Gold Coast - Day 2</title><content type='html'>I woke up at 6am to see the sun peeking between the buildings with the rays reaching into my room. I actually tot I was late and scrambled for my watch to double check the time. As it was still early and my alarm was set for 7am, I brot the automatic shutters down and went back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Donald and Ahmad for breakfast at the exec lounge but the food choices there were pathetic. They only had one type of pancake, some egg muffin thingi and that was it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John and Rachel picked us up at 8am and we were off to Numinbah Valley for the ATV Quad Bike Safari. Took so many wrong turns as they were not familiar with the location. YS came to the rescue with his GPS and we finally reached our destination after 1 hr. Everything was so different in the outskirts. All I saw were vast lands with cows and horses. It was like farm country everywhere you turned. I think they were milk farms. Met the people who ran the outfit and off we went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Quad Bike Safari's offers guided ATV tours in the Gold Coast Hinterland. Check out www.atvadventures.com.au.&lt;br /&gt;One gets to experience riding through creeks, mud and forest trails to view great mountain scenery and step in dunk. hahhaa... After a brief brief, we choose our vehicles, out on our helmets and started our engines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnAvwyczsRI/AAAAAAAAAHs/hOSqWdR_2Iw/s1600-h/P1050532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnAvwyczsRI/AAAAAAAAAHs/hOSqWdR_2Iw/s320/P1050532.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363839671421088018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A brief brief on how to handle the bike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys all choose the quads bikes so Helen (from NZ) took the Quad car with me as the passenger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnAwM9_mSxI/AAAAAAAAAH0/qAV8I9LlvCk/s1600-h/P1050539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnAwM9_mSxI/AAAAAAAAAH0/qAV8I9LlvCk/s320/P1050539.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363840155556137746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The dirty bike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnAwagYV7VI/AAAAAAAAAH8/IdpXFPeuiig/s1600-h/P1050534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnAwagYV7VI/AAAAAAAAAH8/IdpXFPeuiig/s320/P1050534.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363840388125027666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The dirty cars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Donald was the first casualty of the day as his quad went out of control and hit the barb fencing and all this even before we really took off on the trail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnAxPMAG6jI/AAAAAAAAAIE/mlkP-F5v5Gg/s1600-h/P1050543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnAxPMAG6jI/AAAAAAAAAIE/mlkP-F5v5Gg/s320/P1050543.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363841293187738162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's Donald and his fence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for us, Helen went into every hole  and over every bump she could find and when we reached a trough of muddy water, she rushed it and got me all wet and dirty. It was like liquid brown foundation. You should have seen me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnAxyIHApII/AAAAAAAAAIM/ZUTRLjjqsWk/s1600-h/P1050549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnAxyIHApII/AAAAAAAAAIM/ZUTRLjjqsWk/s320/P1050549.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363841893438366850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Off on an adventure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Cheeky Rachel kept honking from the back and ramming up the back of our car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnAyODqUpMI/AAAAAAAAAIU/l3iApF5x_XQ/s1600-h/P1050546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnAyODqUpMI/AAAAAAAAAIU/l3iApF5x_XQ/s320/P1050546.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363842373280638146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;John and Rachel and their honkers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My favourite part was crossing the creek. We must have deposited so much cow dunk in there : ) Then it was my turn to drive. It was an experience driving the car especially over the uneven ground. Some parts were so uneven, it felt as it the car would turn over on its side. Heart thumping moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We stopped at the top of one hill to look in awe at the amazing hinterland scenery and even caught a glimpse of wild kangaroos hopping away from us as well as one lone wallaby. Made part of my day : ) Had tea, coffee and biscuits before heading back. I was anxious by then as I needed to pee very badly.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnAz61MTEJI/AAAAAAAAAIs/TXC0DI-AUic/s1600-h/P1050566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnAz61MTEJI/AAAAAAAAAIs/TXC0DI-AUic/s320/P1050566.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363844242002350226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think my picture taking skills needs work as the scenery was breathtaking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnA0SRsxUJI/AAAAAAAAAI0/PZXpxTEa74U/s1600-h/P1050568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnA0SRsxUJI/AAAAAAAAAI0/PZXpxTEa74U/s320/P1050568.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363844644791734418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dunk I nearly stepped on coming out of the car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swapped places with YS and rode the bike back. It was hard work and a strain on the arms as the handles are hard to turn. My ass also hurt the next day. Is this how it feels like riding a running horse??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate a lot of dust that morning but it was well worth it. But I still felt nothing could beat the off road buggy. Said our goodbyes and drove back to Broadbeach for lunch at Beach House Bar &amp;amp; Grill. Check out www.beachousegrillbar.com&lt;br /&gt;It's a classic Australian restaurant specialising in steaks, ribs and seafood. I order the Wagyu 7 points beef. It's breathtaking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnA1cZ-MX7I/AAAAAAAAAI8/eN-2eS5eMQ4/s1600-h/P1050587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnA1cZ-MX7I/AAAAAAAAAI8/eN-2eS5eMQ4/s320/P1050587.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363845918322614194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The raw Wagyu steak being warmed up under the warming lights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnD9nsUfUgI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Caw50paSffk/s1600-h/P1050602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnD9nsUfUgI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Caw50paSffk/s320/P1050602.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364066014552084994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The finished product. Don't dip it in anyting. Savour it on its own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I also order the BBQ Bay Bugs to share with the rest as its something one must try when in Gold Coast. But if you had a choice of the way it is cooked, try it stimmed or boiled without much to disturb its natural taste and juices. I didn't really like the ones served here. The starter bay bugs at the Versace Restaurant was fantastic and served cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnD-LfPMjCI/AAAAAAAAAJM/DAbpBgUYTTQ/s1600-h/P1050610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnD-LfPMjCI/AAAAAAAAAJM/DAbpBgUYTTQ/s320/P1050610.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364066629515512866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bay bugs with rice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnD-dDhq_BI/AAAAAAAAAJU/BQpKBmIg9RQ/s1600-h/P1050594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnD-dDhq_BI/AAAAAAAAAJU/BQpKBmIg9RQ/s320/P1050594.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364066931314457618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I also shared fresh oysters with YS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When eating in Australia, you are sure to put on weight as they serve you bread and dip even before your starters arrive. And some restaurants serve a mean portion of the main meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnD-2e39jbI/AAAAAAAAAJc/BWPlFJR-6AE/s1600-h/P1050592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnD-2e39jbI/AAAAAAAAAJc/BWPlFJR-6AE/s320/P1050592.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364067368152436146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Calamari starter - tink this was over fried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnD_BwUJp1I/AAAAAAAAAJk/b8ZhrEGi0vY/s1600-h/P1050593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnD_BwUJp1I/AAAAAAAAAJk/b8ZhrEGi0vY/s320/P1050593.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364067561812633426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Prawns starter which got our mouths watering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnD_SZU7NDI/AAAAAAAAAJs/-ayOgqJH3NI/s1600-h/P1050608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnD_SZU7NDI/AAAAAAAAAJs/-ayOgqJH3NI/s320/P1050608.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364067847699641394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yummylicious  Fish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnD_dlrWRCI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/6J4ZXgDXsUM/s1600-h/P1050611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnD_dlrWRCI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/6J4ZXgDXsUM/s320/P1050611.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364068039993476130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Lamb shank comes in 1 or 2 parts. If you had starters, 1 is sufficient&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnD_uxOcAOI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/9MQr19_5Fm0/s1600-h/P1050613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnD_uxOcAOI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/9MQr19_5Fm0/s320/P1050613.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364068335151218914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Delectable BBQ Prawns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnD_-DZFv0I/AAAAAAAAAKE/yc04Lo9Wrxc/s1600-h/P1050618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnD_-DZFv0I/AAAAAAAAAKE/yc04Lo9Wrxc/s320/P1050618.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364068597725773634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The gigantic ribs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;With our tummy's filled to the brim with that fantastic meal, we drove off to Stapylton to the Dick Johnson Race Museum which is a purpose built race facility which includes a race museum and retail store. It's home to the cars Dick Johnson made famous and is home to the Jim Bean Racing team.  Check out djr.com.au&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnECp89lnCI/AAAAAAAAAK8/2aH2Z3QzFog/s1600-h/P1050619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnECp89lnCI/AAAAAAAAAK8/2aH2Z3QzFog/s320/P1050619.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364071550937308194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of their reps gave us a guided tour of the work shop and kept on rattling facts on how their built their cars, maintain them, etc... It was as if he didn't need to take a breath!&lt;br /&gt;To tell you the truth I was bored after a while until I saw.... James... He races for them Car no 18.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnECOJk6BoI/AAAAAAAAAKs/5FdT4NH0-6g/s1600-h/P1050657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnECOJk6BoI/AAAAAAAAAKs/5FdT4NH0-6g/s320/P1050657.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364071073287112322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok, this pic does not do justice as its against the light and he kept moving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnEDct7O1fI/AAAAAAAAALM/ZLVS8k7-_ak/s1600-h/P1050620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnEDct7O1fI/AAAAAAAAALM/ZLVS8k7-_ak/s320/P1050620.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364072423074223602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The cars were really beautiful and made me wish I had choosen a different career&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnEEH3OlemI/AAAAAAAAALU/pMEG68pebY8/s1600-h/P1050633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnEEH3OlemI/AAAAAAAAALU/pMEG68pebY8/s320/P1050633.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364073164305693282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnEEadNjHWI/AAAAAAAAALk/M_zQhF7FXE8/s1600-h/P1050635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnEEadNjHWI/AAAAAAAAALk/M_zQhF7FXE8/s320/P1050635.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364073483739536738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The work shop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnEE0V-M8RI/AAAAAAAAALs/fyz5_riP-iE/s1600-h/P1050655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnEE0V-M8RI/AAAAAAAAALs/fyz5_riP-iE/s320/P1050655.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364073928472719634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The famous Dick Johnson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The story goes: In those days, the teams did not have any sponsors and had to sell their souls and asses for money to race. In the final qualifier, someone threw a gigantic stone onto the track and caused Dick's car to crash. As he had no money to get a new car, he was caught on TV crying his heart out as he had actually qualified for the race. In a show of support, the community got together and pooled enough money to get him going. And he went on to be a champion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thed had a gigantic transporter which they use to transport their cars as well as use as their resting and control rooms cost at least AUD 2 mil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnEF2bytkCI/AAAAAAAAAL0/_S_0_p2M04k/s1600-h/P1050664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnEF2bytkCI/AAAAAAAAAL0/_S_0_p2M04k/s320/P1050664.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364075063906504738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The infamous rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was back to the hotel for some R&amp;amp;R but we went down to the exec floor to partake in some free alcohol and tit bits. Dinner was at the award winning Charters Towers which is situated in the hotel itself overlooking the entrace to the casino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnEI5xMEBLI/AAAAAAAAAL8/USRekFY7Vn4/s1600-h/P1050675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnEI5xMEBLI/AAAAAAAAAL8/USRekFY7Vn4/s320/P1050675.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364078419724469426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The entrace to Charters Towers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnEJZyZwLqI/AAAAAAAAAME/OYdyolumM0Y/s1600-h/P1050693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnEJZyZwLqI/AAAAAAAAAME/OYdyolumM0Y/s320/P1050693.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364078969806139042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Interior - we were sitting way at the end in the middle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were to have dinner with racing legend and Team A1 Australia Alan Jones as well as the man who runs the Nitro GP. Alan Jones was an F1 champion who won the race in 1985 (I think) for Frank Williams whose team we are currently a proud sponsor of : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnEJorq3GRI/AAAAAAAAAMM/lPAHYUdCLOw/s1600-h/P1050708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnEJorq3GRI/AAAAAAAAAMM/lPAHYUdCLOw/s320/P1050708.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364079225696885010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing YS pointed out to me was the oysters and lobster. As you can guess, those were his picks of the night. Donald settled for the Wagyu beef.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnEK3GE4ccI/AAAAAAAAAMU/lK8WpZEhwoI/s1600-h/P1050697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnEK3GE4ccI/AAAAAAAAAMU/lK8WpZEhwoI/s320/P1050697.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364080572815143362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My BBQ lobster - yummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Donald was nice enough to break open the claws for me so that I didn't have to get my hands too dirty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnELfvEhfHI/AAAAAAAAAMc/RkUwp0tQfvY/s1600-h/P1050702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnELfvEhfHI/AAAAAAAAAMc/RkUwp0tQfvY/s320/P1050702.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364081271014259826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The beer I was consuming through out my stay in Gold Coast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Made small talk the entire night and then YS was itching to go to the casiso to try his luck. So we said our goodnights and headed off. In 15 mins at the black jack table, YS won AUD 400!!! And then he chicken out, cashed his chips in and left. I roamed the slots table and the next thing I know, everyone had left me all alone in the casino. Sathis stayed for a short chat and then it was time for me to crash and burn. It's been a long day...  Hope the media has great fodder for their articles : )&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;/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/4592858966377046867-142135033002278828?l=irinalau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/feeds/142135033002278828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/2009/07/adrenaline-gold-coast-day-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4592858966377046867/posts/default/142135033002278828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4592858966377046867/posts/default/142135033002278828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/2009/07/adrenaline-gold-coast-day-2.html' title='Adrenaline Gold Coast - Day 2'/><author><name>Irina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01954617459820413837</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/_LHFyepwdZys/SrBrQgQp5zI/AAAAAAAAASc/OKxhbj6RuUc/S220/CIMG2711.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnAvwyczsRI/AAAAAAAAAHs/hOSqWdR_2Iw/s72-c/P1050532.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4592858966377046867.post-5203096532546209135</id><published>2009-07-28T09:33:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T15:03:09.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adrenaline Gold Coast - Day 1</title><content type='html'>The plane departed LCCT. KL about 9.50pm on Monday night (20 July). Premium Seats were not too bad on the A330 but not as good as the ones on the A340 which were really biz class seats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5WexyEqDI/AAAAAAAAADc/h-6S-CG4tBc/s1600-h/P1050188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5WexyEqDI/AAAAAAAAADc/h-6S-CG4tBc/s320/P1050188.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363319293004261426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Premium Seats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I couldn't sleep a wink throughout the entire 8 hour flight as I couldn't find a comfortable position. But that's just me ;Þ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We landed at the Coolangata airport at 7.35am on Tuesday 21 July, picked up our bags and went out to meet Gus who's from Business Class Transfer. That was when Daniel started on his jokes and on Hooters ;Þ He went on till we left Gold Coast 5 days later ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With no food in our belly's, wearing the same old clothes (I was still wearing the same ones I wore to work on Monday) we stopped first at Conrad Jupiter, Broadbeach which we would call home for the next 5 days. You can also find the casino here. Not as big as the one in Genting but passable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5YQnfZJDI/AAAAAAAAADk/BITUFRMAQV4/s1600-h/P1050217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5YQnfZJDI/AAAAAAAAADk/BITUFRMAQV4/s320/P1050217.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363321248746644530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rooms were not ready so we dropped off our bags and waited for the GCT reps to arrive. John and Rachel showed up 5 mins later and off we were in 2 cars to enjoy a scenic helicopter ride with Gold Coast Helitours at Main Beach. I think they cost AUD 199 per pax for a 20 min ride. It was located right beside the Versace hotel by the pier where the rich and famous dock their yacths and big boats.&lt;br /&gt;Check out www.goldcoasthelitours.com.au&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5YyoiKpjI/AAAAAAAAADs/vijaLbmXlr4/s1600-h/P1050225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5YyoiKpjI/AAAAAAAAADs/vijaLbmXlr4/s320/P1050225.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363321833142265394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5Y9JCxZVI/AAAAAAAAAD0/NvKMO3-SnLM/s1600-h/P1050224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5Y9JCxZVI/AAAAAAAAAD0/NvKMO3-SnLM/s320/P1050224.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363322013667648850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5ZJez49EI/AAAAAAAAAD8/2_yjNwDtank/s1600-h/P1050252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5ZJez49EI/AAAAAAAAAD8/2_yjNwDtank/s320/P1050252.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363322225669239874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Great views from above, just too bad we didn't see any humpback whales though it was whale season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5ZtzmHNzI/AAAAAAAAAEE/g8rVWjWsvak/s1600-h/P1050265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5ZtzmHNzI/AAAAAAAAAEE/g8rVWjWsvak/s320/P1050265.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363322849723889458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;View from above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5Z5nB0QmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/hSSvCp8FK6g/s1600-h/P1050306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5Z5nB0QmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/hSSvCp8FK6g/s320/P1050306.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363323052508856930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Conrad Jupiter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5aJx0v3JI/AAAAAAAAAEU/fCZlciyrkUI/s1600-h/P1050310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5aJx0v3JI/AAAAAAAAAEU/fCZlciyrkUI/s320/P1050310.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363323330284739730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Q Deck - tallest residential towers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next item on the itinerary was something I have been looking forward to : ) The adrenaline-pumping ride in an off-road buggy at Off Road Rush at Jacob's Well which offers a V8 engine full of grunt and the freedom to drive hard and fast on a dirt Race Circuit. It was AUD 199 for 8 laps plus 1 hot ride with Chris.&lt;br /&gt;Check out www.offroadrush.com.au&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5bjed2hNI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ljawp3KoYqE/s1600-h/P1050322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5bjed2hNI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ljawp3KoYqE/s320/P1050322.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363324871276659922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We each chose to either drive the Subaru WRX or the buggy so I choose the big white wheeler. It was scary trying to drive when I could barely see over the steering wheel and the helmet kept slipping down the front. Car nearly went out of control twice but the second time, he made me correct it myself. We were laughing like hyena's when that happen. Thrills!!! Made the big jump over and over again after taking hair raising corners and Chris just kept asking me to go faster and faster! Eat my dust!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5by2D-_EI/AAAAAAAAAEk/_WgFOG6ZBfk/s1600-h/P1050323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5by2D-_EI/AAAAAAAAAEk/_WgFOG6ZBfk/s320/P1050323.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363325135308651586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our poison ;Þ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5cpVtQruI/AAAAAAAAAEs/jxZiAqK6nnE/s1600-h/P1050329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5cpVtQruI/AAAAAAAAAEs/jxZiAqK6nnE/s320/P1050329.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363326071516212962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnE0s-eaSqI/AAAAAAAAAMk/ZKkA6edDSyA/s1600-h/IMG_5433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnE0s-eaSqI/AAAAAAAAAMk/ZKkA6edDSyA/s320/IMG_5433.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364126578464410274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's me driving : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After everyone was done, Chris took each of us on a hot lap and was he going FAST! I tot the car was touching the ground at every corner! and the jumps! Mind boggling....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnFFcz6VeaI/AAAAAAAAAM0/zmU-6dxVwvQ/s1600-h/IMG_5444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SnFFcz6VeaI/AAAAAAAAAM0/zmU-6dxVwvQ/s320/IMG_5444.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364144992448510370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;YS and I posing in front of the car I drove&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5c-tJQZlI/AAAAAAAAAE8/MUBApN1r2R0/s1600-h/P1050358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5c-tJQZlI/AAAAAAAAAE8/MUBApN1r2R0/s320/P1050358.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363326438584903250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me bout to go on a hot lap with Chris.&lt;br /&gt;It's not easy climbing into these things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5dJBPn9_I/AAAAAAAAAFE/SFiNSbmzUeU/s1600-h/P1050361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5dJBPn9_I/AAAAAAAAAFE/SFiNSbmzUeU/s320/P1050361.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363326615779014642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WOOOO HOOOOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5dUBzQWYI/AAAAAAAAAFM/SAyaODB-D1s/s1600-h/P1050352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5dUBzQWYI/AAAAAAAAAFM/SAyaODB-D1s/s320/P1050352.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363326804907022722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aaaaaahhhhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rides really woke me up from my slumber (have been awake for 27 hrs by then) and kept the juices pumping throughout my body. What could beat this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5gXiBecVI/AAAAAAAAAFU/g84UTQKmmKA/s1600-h/P1050364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5gXiBecVI/AAAAAAAAAFU/g84UTQKmmKA/s320/P1050364.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363330163631092050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One last picture before we left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With tummy's rumbling, we set off on a half hr ride to DreamWorld, Coomera where we had lunch at the Billabong. Check out www.dreamworld.com.au&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5mUfTmYrI/AAAAAAAAAFc/CdThqD_ZvOk/s1600-h/P1050373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5mUfTmYrI/AAAAAAAAAFc/CdThqD_ZvOk/s320/P1050373.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363336708431962802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Entrace to Dreamworld&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5mh7bNMjI/AAAAAAAAAFk/bzsin3to5-g/s1600-h/P1050379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5mh7bNMjI/AAAAAAAAAFk/bzsin3to5-g/s320/P1050379.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363336939318358578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Inside Dreamworld&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5mtEtt-lI/AAAAAAAAAFs/o1hLzQtSE2k/s1600-h/P1050390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5mtEtt-lI/AAAAAAAAAFs/o1hLzQtSE2k/s320/P1050390.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363337130790484562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Billabong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5m6PfkalI/AAAAAAAAAF0/KaHoxaEk94Q/s1600-h/P1050391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5m6PfkalI/AAAAAAAAAF0/KaHoxaEk94Q/s320/P1050391.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363337357022227026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Inside Billabong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;They were serving buffet lunch and the potatoes + corn + calamari were spectacular! Beef was so so and the ice cream was the final touch : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5nIX0BkEI/AAAAAAAAAF8/NOkx5bCw7Gs/s1600-h/P1050394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5nIX0BkEI/AAAAAAAAAF8/NOkx5bCw7Gs/s320/P1050394.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363337599773675586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been to Australia twice; once to Perth and once to Gold Coast but never seen nor touched the indigenous animals like the kangaroos and koala's. So off we went to the animal sanctuary where I finally touched them! : ) The kangaroos were free roaming and came up to you to be fed. I was like a little kid in the candy store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5nqKk1ohI/AAAAAAAAAGE/hxqUiuXpYAM/s1600-h/P1050396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5nqKk1ohI/AAAAAAAAAGE/hxqUiuXpYAM/s320/P1050396.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363338180335870482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5n33kMksI/AAAAAAAAAGM/dAq4wI-bVpY/s1600-h/P1050411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5n33kMksI/AAAAAAAAAGM/dAq4wI-bVpY/s320/P1050411.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363338415751074498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I touched a kangaroo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5ofwW7PYI/AAAAAAAAAGU/VlYdLb1cb00/s1600-h/P1050409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5ofwW7PYI/AAAAAAAAAGU/VlYdLb1cb00/s320/P1050409.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363339101011131778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The lazy bums basking in the sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5oxJojLVI/AAAAAAAAAGc/hVtSatQU-v8/s1600-h/P1050442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5oxJojLVI/AAAAAAAAAGc/hVtSatQU-v8/s320/P1050442.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363339399853714770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Flow Rider&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We only managed to play at the Motocoaster and Aliens Vs Predators. I loved the A vs P. We were strapped up in a suit thingi which was linked to a laser gun and we were pitted against teams. All you had to do was shoot the opposite team with your guns and chalk up as many points as possible. I was ranked 4th with 970 points. Not good but better than the guys ;Þ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5prdVXrPI/AAAAAAAAAGk/0Y0iFfhaoCA/s1600-h/P1050459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5prdVXrPI/AAAAAAAAAGk/0Y0iFfhaoCA/s320/P1050459.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363340401574391026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5p03wknCI/AAAAAAAAAGs/ssnkpXcf-90/s1600-h/P1050468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5p03wknCI/AAAAAAAAAGs/ssnkpXcf-90/s320/P1050468.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363340563286629410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Claw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All tired out, I had a quick nap in the car as we headed back to the hotel to check in and freshen up. Tot I could catch more snoozes but then we discovered they served alcohol at the exec lounge from 5-7pm. Who could turn that down?&lt;br /&gt;The room was fantastic and the bed was super comfy. They had 4 set of towels in the bathroom. Wonder why.. You don't want to know YS's and Daniel theory ;Þ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5sd8XgwoI/AAAAAAAAAG0/mTEo-mdkxSk/s1600-h/P1050479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5sd8XgwoI/AAAAAAAAAG0/mTEo-mdkxSk/s320/P1050479.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363343467921588866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Room 1952&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5spXuQ72I/AAAAAAAAAG8/lDaW09NQI8M/s1600-h/P1050480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5spXuQ72I/AAAAAAAAAG8/lDaW09NQI8M/s320/P1050480.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363343664243339106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All 5 of us met at level 18 for pre-dinner drinks. The strawberries dipped in chocolate was heaven and with beer, bliss. John arrived to pick us at for dinner at 1two3 at 7pm. We were in for a Mediterranean treat : ) Check out www.1two3restaurant.com.au&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5tkSDQzKI/AAAAAAAAAHE/-578u4M8fFM/s1600-h/P1050493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5tkSDQzKI/AAAAAAAAAHE/-578u4M8fFM/s320/P1050493.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363344676333079714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1two3 at Broadbeach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YS and Donald are oyster fanatics and between them ate tons of fresh oysters with lemon and tobasco. I was hooked as well. Unlike the ones I have eaten in Malaysia, these oysters were crunchy, not slimy and tasted great. I never knew! Ate them at lunch and dinner for the next 2 1/2 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5t2NfKPZI/AAAAAAAAAHM/kZku6ErOMGs/s1600-h/P1050504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5t2NfKPZI/AAAAAAAAAHM/kZku6ErOMGs/s320/P1050504.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363344984345558418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yummy appetizer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5uJomdNGI/AAAAAAAAAHU/h8GMlfouAN4/s1600-h/P1050508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5uJomdNGI/AAAAAAAAAHU/h8GMlfouAN4/s320/P1050508.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363345318041433186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fresh oysters with a bit of a crunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5uSwo2UnI/AAAAAAAAAHc/61nJvhkt8os/s1600-h/P1050513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5uSwo2UnI/AAAAAAAAAHc/61nJvhkt8os/s320/P1050513.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363345474817774194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My main dish of beef and calamari&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5ua5idE7I/AAAAAAAAAHk/BLiVa4oAsUg/s1600-h/P1050514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5ua5idE7I/AAAAAAAAAHk/BLiVa4oAsUg/s320/P1050514.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363345614645826482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sinful dessert Donald ordered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't reall fancy the wine there so I chased everything down with a hot pot of green tea. Fabulous : ) Throughout my trip, I had lots of local beer and tea with rich food. Put on tons of weight I think ;Þ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys and I walked all the way back to the hotel which was a 10 min walk to get the stomach juices going and the food digested. It was a cool night and then it was time to say goodnight as I could barely keep my eyes open. Tomorrow's another day and was I glad to be in Gold Coast...&lt;br /&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/4592858966377046867-5203096532546209135?l=irinalau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/feeds/5203096532546209135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/2009/07/adrenalin-gold-coast-day-1.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4592858966377046867/posts/default/5203096532546209135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4592858966377046867/posts/default/5203096532546209135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/2009/07/adrenalin-gold-coast-day-1.html' title='Adrenaline Gold Coast - Day 1'/><author><name>Irina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01954617459820413837</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/_LHFyepwdZys/SrBrQgQp5zI/AAAAAAAAASc/OKxhbj6RuUc/S220/CIMG2711.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Sm5WexyEqDI/AAAAAAAAADc/h-6S-CG4tBc/s72-c/P1050188.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4592858966377046867.post-4991817699539011851</id><published>2009-07-20T18:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T18:36:37.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gold Coast! Here I come!</title><content type='html'>Finally! A chance to get off my fat ass : ) In a few hours, I'll be boarding the plane to the sunny Gold Coast (but its winter right now) with 4 hunky guys who loves tinkling with cars or at least writing bout them. Got to shore up on tit bits for the 8 hrs journey as the flight does not stock what I like ;Þ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I won't be blogging in the next week or so but will tell you all when I get back. Lots of pics I hope to accompany my ramblings... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye Bye hot and hazy Malaysia, allo cold Gold Coast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Keeping my fingers crossed I have lots of luck at the slots and tables  :) Staying at Conrad Jupiter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4592858966377046867-4991817699539011851?l=irinalau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/feeds/4991817699539011851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/2009/07/gold-coast-here-i-come.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4592858966377046867/posts/default/4991817699539011851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4592858966377046867/posts/default/4991817699539011851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/2009/07/gold-coast-here-i-come.html' title='Gold Coast! Here I come!'/><author><name>Irina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01954617459820413837</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/_LHFyepwdZys/SrBrQgQp5zI/AAAAAAAAASc/OKxhbj6RuUc/S220/CIMG2711.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4592858966377046867.post-8675928550430250133</id><published>2009-07-20T12:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T14:40:41.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My current most listened to music on youtube</title><content type='html'>I just discovered that one can listen and watch MTV's on youtube. So this channel is now serving as my 'radio' at work. The sounds that are holding my interest right now is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All American Rejects - The wind blows&lt;br /&gt;Beyonce - Halo&lt;br /&gt;Michael Jackson - Give in to me&lt;br /&gt;                - Who is it&lt;br /&gt;Jonas Brothers - Paronoid&lt;br /&gt;The Script - The man who can't be moved&lt;br /&gt;Enrique Iglesias - Taking back my love&lt;br /&gt;Taylor Swift - Fifteen&lt;br /&gt;Linkin Park - New Divide&lt;br /&gt;Nickel Back - Gotta be somebody&lt;br /&gt;Pink - Please don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;Kelly Clarkson - I do not hook up&lt;br /&gt;               - My life will suck without you&lt;br /&gt;Metro Station - Shake it&lt;br /&gt;3 oh 3 - Don't trust me&lt;br /&gt;NKOTB - Summertime&lt;br /&gt;Jordin Sparks - Battlefield&lt;br /&gt;Jesse McCarthy - How do you sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go check them out...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4592858966377046867-8675928550430250133?l=irinalau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/feeds/8675928550430250133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-current-most-listened-to-music-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4592858966377046867/posts/default/8675928550430250133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4592858966377046867/posts/default/8675928550430250133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-current-most-listened-to-music-on.html' title='My current most listened to music on youtube'/><author><name>Irina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01954617459820413837</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/_LHFyepwdZys/SrBrQgQp5zI/AAAAAAAAASc/OKxhbj6RuUc/S220/CIMG2711.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4592858966377046867.post-5185376452190034911</id><published>2009-07-20T09:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T10:10:31.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend updates</title><content type='html'>So, what did I do last weekend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night: Was supposed to attend the Man U Masters Dinner at Sheraton Imperial KL but I only managed to reach home at 8pm and was supposed to leave the dinner at 9+ to meet Suzen and friends for drinks in Sunway. No point in going for the dinner then I tot. Ate toast with kaya and butter as I was lazy to go grab a proper dinner. Appointment with Suzen was at 9.30pm at Borneo Rainforest. It was a very hot night but luckily that place had gigantic super powered fans all over the place. But beware those with set hairdo's, it will ruin it : ) Sat till 1am then off home to snooze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: Went for facial in Uptown at this place called Firstlady coz my sis had some vouchers for RM 38 per session (usual price RM 160). They used a brush which was similar to a paint brush to clean the face but it felt like they were scrubbing my face raw at some parts especially the cheeks. Were they that dirty?? She did major extraction that left my face blotchy and red. It looks like I have pimple invasion now. hhahaha... The session ended at 5pm and I went looking all over Uptown and SS2 for a cobbler. Seems all of them close shop at 5pm. Just my luck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: Got up early to bring Lilo for a refresher in Basic Obedience. She did so well. Even let her off leash to do heelwork. She was excited and tended to rush ahead but halted when I called out. Not too bad. Maybe I shud enter her in competition once I get all the commands right. Paid my weekly visit to mum and dad in Klang and brot them out for lunch. Waited more than 30 mins for my wantan mee. How do people do biz when they are so slow?? Nearly walked out of the restaurant. Tood dad to Aeon MOG to make a new pair of specs as his was so old the colors were falling off! As usual, he didnt want to choose any of the expensive ones. That's my dad for you.. Always thinking of how much money we have to spend on him. I love my dad : ) &lt;br /&gt;Big sis and kids came down to Klang for dinner as we were having an early birthday celebration for my dad as his falls on 21 July coz I will be in Gold Coast for a 5 days starting Monday 20 July. Happy birthday Daddy... Went to a shop near the Teluk Gadung KTM station. The menu: Kam Heong and Ham Tan crab, seong tong lala, seong tong spinach, marmite pork rib, special too foo and stim egg. Yummy.. The bill for 7 adults, 1 kid and 1 baby came up to RM 165. Not too bad and the food came 10 mins after we ordered. &lt;br /&gt;Rushed to Summit after dinner to change RM to AUD. Rate was 2.87. I shud have done it 4 mths ago when it was 2.3. What a waste. Pound has also gone up from 5.3 in March to 5.86 now. What going on with the ringgit?? It doesnt seem to be going anywhere...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4592858966377046867-5185376452190034911?l=irinalau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/feeds/5185376452190034911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/2009/07/weekend-updates.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4592858966377046867/posts/default/5185376452190034911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4592858966377046867/posts/default/5185376452190034911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/2009/07/weekend-updates.html' title='Weekend updates'/><author><name>Irina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01954617459820413837</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/_LHFyepwdZys/SrBrQgQp5zI/AAAAAAAAASc/OKxhbj6RuUc/S220/CIMG2711.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4592858966377046867.post-1635230897737055921</id><published>2009-07-17T09:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T09:55:37.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paris? Cardiff?</title><content type='html'>I dreamt about it last night and am still so excited at the prospect and probability of extending my stay in London and explore Paris and Cardiff with a friend after the U2 concert in Wembley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question now is should I? It's going to cost me a bomb as someone told me the Eurostar from London to Paris will cost GBP 80-90 one way? That's like RM 540 one way! AirAsia is selling a seat from KL to London for that price! Wah!! And I'll be eating bread all the time if I want to stick to my budget. Luckily I'll be bunking with him and will save some $$ : ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So am now at a cross road. But it would be fun wouldn't it to sip wine and stare at the Eiffel Tower? Listen to French men whisper sweet nothings in my ear.  A girl can certainly dream... Who knows, I might come home with one. Maybe I'll even learn to speak Welsh and speak my own secret language when I get back to Malaysia....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4592858966377046867-1635230897737055921?l=irinalau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/feeds/1635230897737055921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/2009/07/paris-cardiff.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4592858966377046867/posts/default/1635230897737055921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4592858966377046867/posts/default/1635230897737055921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/2009/07/paris-cardiff.html' title='Paris? Cardiff?'/><author><name>Irina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01954617459820413837</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/_LHFyepwdZys/SrBrQgQp5zI/AAAAAAAAASc/OKxhbj6RuUc/S220/CIMG2711.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4592858966377046867.post-2103891292577955429</id><published>2009-07-16T10:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T11:15:52.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I found it!!</title><content type='html'>I finally found it!! The 2 MJ songs that was eluding me. And no wonder, I was looking under the wrong album. Instead of the History album where I tot the songs were hiding, it finally found it yesterday lurking in the Dangerous album. I finally learned how to really google. Suck at looking for stuff on the internet actually. Never figured out why and how people can spend so much time surfing the net. I usually just go in, check my emails, look for specific info and I'm out of there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back to MJ. The songs are called 'Give in to me' and 'Who is it'. To see and hear what it's like, follow the links below to youtube : ) You'll definately love it as much as I do. Enjoy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tXRL3Yyn-Rc (Give in to me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She Always Takes It With A Heart Of Stone&lt;br /&gt;'Cause All She Does Is Throw It Back To Me&lt;br /&gt;I've Spend A Lifetime &lt;br /&gt;Looking For Someone&lt;br /&gt;Don't Try To Understand Me&lt;br /&gt;Just Simply Do The &lt;br /&gt;Things I Say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Is A Feeling&lt;br /&gt;Give It When I Want It&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm On Fire&lt;br /&gt;Quench My Desire&lt;br /&gt;Give It When I Want It&lt;br /&gt;Talk To Me Woman&lt;br /&gt;Give In To Me&lt;br /&gt;Give In To Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Always Knew Just How To Make Me Cry&lt;br /&gt;And Never Did I Ask You Questions Why&lt;br /&gt;It Seems You Get Your Kicks From Hurting Me&lt;br /&gt;Don't Try To Understand Me&lt;br /&gt;Because Your Words Just Aren't Enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Is A Feeling&lt;br /&gt;Quench My Desire&lt;br /&gt;Give It When I Want It&lt;br /&gt;Takin' Me Higher&lt;br /&gt;Love Is A Woman&lt;br /&gt;I Don't Wanna Hear It&lt;br /&gt;Give In To Me&lt;br /&gt;Give In To Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You And Your Friends&lt;br /&gt;Were Laughing At Me In Town&lt;br /&gt;But It's Okay&lt;br /&gt;And It's Okay&lt;br /&gt;You Wont Be Laughing Girl&lt;br /&gt;When I'm Not Around&lt;br /&gt;I'll Be Okay&lt;br /&gt;And I'll, I'll Not Find&lt;br /&gt;Gotta, The Peace Of Mind No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't Try To Tell Me &lt;br /&gt;Because Your Words &lt;br /&gt;Just Aren't Enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Is A Feeling&lt;br /&gt;Quench My Desire&lt;br /&gt;Give It When I Want It&lt;br /&gt;Takin' Me Higher &lt;br /&gt;Talk To Me Woman&lt;br /&gt;Love Is A Feeling&lt;br /&gt;Give In To Me&lt;br /&gt;Give In To Me&lt;br /&gt;Give In To Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Is The Feeling&lt;br /&gt;I Don't Wanna Hear It&lt;br /&gt;Quench My Desire&lt;br /&gt;Takin' Me Higher&lt;br /&gt;Tell It To The Preacher&lt;br /&gt;Satisfy The Feeling&lt;br /&gt;Give In To Me&lt;br /&gt;Give In To Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Don't Wanna&lt;br /&gt;I Don't Wanna&lt;br /&gt;I Don't Wanna&lt;br /&gt;Hear It&lt;br /&gt;Give It To The Fire&lt;br /&gt;Talk To Me Woman&lt;br /&gt;Quench My Desire&lt;br /&gt;I Don't Like A Lady&lt;br /&gt;Talk To Me Baby&lt;br /&gt;Give In To Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give In To The Fire&lt;br /&gt;Give In To Me&lt;br /&gt;Give In To Me&lt;br /&gt;Give In To Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Is A Woman&lt;br /&gt;Give In To Me&lt;br /&gt;Give In To Me&lt;br /&gt;Give In To Me&lt;br /&gt;Give In To Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm On Fire&lt;br /&gt;Talk To Me Woman&lt;br /&gt;Quench My Desire&lt;br /&gt;Give It To The Feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qQwFHoLMti8 (Who is it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Gave Her Money&lt;br /&gt;I Gave Her Time&lt;br /&gt;I Gave Her Everything&lt;br /&gt;Inside One Heart Could Find&lt;br /&gt;I Gave Her Passion&lt;br /&gt;My Very Soul&lt;br /&gt;I Gave Her Promises&lt;br /&gt;And Secrets So Untold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And She Promised Me Forever&lt;br /&gt;And A Day We'd Live As One&lt;br /&gt;We Made Our Vows&lt;br /&gt;We'd Live A Life Anew&lt;br /&gt;And She Promised Me In Secret&lt;br /&gt;That She'd Love Me For All Time&lt;br /&gt;It's A Promise So Untrue&lt;br /&gt;Tell Me What Will I Do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And It Doesn't Seem To Matter&lt;br /&gt;And It Doesn't Seem Right&lt;br /&gt;'Cause The Will Has Brought&lt;br /&gt;No Fortune&lt;br /&gt;Still I Cry Alone At Night&lt;br /&gt;Don't You Judge Of My Composure&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm Lying To Myself&lt;br /&gt;And The Reason Why She Left Me&lt;br /&gt;Did She Find In Someone Else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Who Is It?)&lt;br /&gt;It Is A Friend Of Mine&lt;br /&gt;(Who Is It?)&lt;br /&gt;Is It My Brother!&lt;br /&gt;(Who Is It?)&lt;br /&gt;Somebody Hurt My Soul, Now&lt;br /&gt;(Who Is It?)&lt;br /&gt;I Can't Take This Stuff No More&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Am The Damned&lt;br /&gt;I Am The Dead&lt;br /&gt;I Am The Agony Inside&lt;br /&gt;The Dying Head&lt;br /&gt;This Is Injustice&lt;br /&gt;Woe Unto Thee&lt;br /&gt;I Pray This Punishment&lt;br /&gt;Would Have Mercy On Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And She Promised Me Forever&lt;br /&gt;That We'd Live Our Life As One&lt;br /&gt;We Made Our Vows&lt;br /&gt;We'd Live A Love So True&lt;br /&gt;It Seems That She Has Left Me&lt;br /&gt;For Such Reasons Unexplained&lt;br /&gt;I Need To Find The Truth&lt;br /&gt;But See What Will I Do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And It Doesn't Seem To Matter&lt;br /&gt;And It Doesn't Seem Right&lt;br /&gt;'Cause The Will Has Brought&lt;br /&gt;No Fortune&lt;br /&gt;Still I Cry Alone At Night&lt;br /&gt;Don't You Judge Of My Composure&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm Bothered Everyday&lt;br /&gt;And She Didn't Leave A Letter&lt;br /&gt;She Just Up And Ran Away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Who Is It?)&lt;br /&gt;It Is A Friend Of Mine&lt;br /&gt;(Who Is It?)&lt;br /&gt;Is It My Brother?&lt;br /&gt;(Who Is It?)&lt;br /&gt;Somebody Hurt My Soul, Now&lt;br /&gt;(Who Is It?)&lt;br /&gt;I Can't Take It 'Cause I'm Lonely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Who Is It?)&lt;br /&gt;It Is Friend Of Mine&lt;br /&gt;(Who Is It?)&lt;br /&gt;To Me I'm Bothered&lt;br /&gt;(Who Is It?)&lt;br /&gt;Somebody Hurt My Soul, Now&lt;br /&gt;(Who Is It?)&lt;br /&gt;I Can't Take It 'Cause I'm Lonely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And It Doesn't Seem To Matter&lt;br /&gt;And It Doesn't Seen Right&lt;br /&gt;'Cause The Will Has Brought&lt;br /&gt;No Fortune&lt;br /&gt;Still I Cry Alone At Night&lt;br /&gt;Don't You Judge Of My Composure&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm Lying To Myself&lt;br /&gt;And The Reason Why She Left Me&lt;br /&gt;Did She Find Someone Else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And It Doesn't Seem To Matter&lt;br /&gt;And It Doesn't Seem Right&lt;br /&gt;'Cause The Will Has Brought&lt;br /&gt;No Fortune&lt;br /&gt;Still I Cry Alone At Night&lt;br /&gt;Don't You Judge Of My Composure&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm Bothered Everyday&lt;br /&gt;And She Didn't Leave A Letter&lt;br /&gt;She Just Up And Ran Away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And It Doesn't Seem To Matter&lt;br /&gt;And It Doesn't Seem Right&lt;br /&gt;'Cause The Will Has Brought&lt;br /&gt;No Fortune&lt;br /&gt;Still I Cry Alone At Night&lt;br /&gt;Don't You Judge Of My Composure&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm Lying To Myself&lt;br /&gt;And The Reason Why She Left Me&lt;br /&gt;Did She Find Someone Else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And It Doesn't Seem To Matter&lt;br /&gt;And It Doesn't Seem Right&lt;br /&gt;'Cause The Will Has Brought&lt;br /&gt;No Fortune&lt;br /&gt;Still I Cry Alone At Night&lt;br /&gt;Don't You Judge Of My Composure&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm Bothered Everyday&lt;br /&gt;And She Didn't Leave A Letter&lt;br /&gt;She Just Up And Ran Away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And It Doesn't Seem To Matter&lt;br /&gt;And It Doesn't Seem Right&lt;br /&gt;'Cause The Will Has Brought&lt;br /&gt;No Fortune&lt;br /&gt;Still I Cry Alone At Night&lt;br /&gt;Don't You Judge Of My Composure&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm Bothered Everyday&lt;br /&gt;And She Didn't Leave A Letter&lt;br /&gt;She Just Up And Ran Away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And It Doesn't Seem To Matter&lt;br /&gt;And It Doesn't Seem Right&lt;br /&gt;'Cause The Will Has Brought&lt;br /&gt;No Fortune&lt;br /&gt;Still I Cry Alone At Night&lt;br /&gt;Don't You Judge Of My Composure&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm Lying To Myself&lt;br /&gt;And The Reason Why She Left Me&lt;br /&gt;Did She Find Someone Else?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4592858966377046867-2103891292577955429?l=irinalau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/feeds/2103891292577955429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-found-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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What a day to just stay in bed and snuggle under the covers as I have not been getting enough sleep these past few days. Somehow sleep is eluding me or I'll keep waking up in the wee hours to mossie bites. Wonder why the mossies aren't dying. Immunity to Shieldtox already? Maybe coz I am a religious fanatic of bug sprays ;Þ The gadgets that emits a high frequency as well as the chemical thingi that you plug into a power source do not work as well. Or are the mossies in Puchong playing Rambo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calling all U2 fans out there! AirAsia and Universal is currently running a U2 contest on Mix FM as well as one at the retail record stores and will be sending 4 lucky winners for Wembley to watch the U2 360 Tour Live on 14th August 09. I am now keeping my fingers crossed that St Giles hotel (www.stgiles.com) will agree to my proposal to sponsor hotel rooms in Central London. Currently they have agreed to sponsor rooms in their Heathrow hotel but it's not central enough for our intentions ;Þ The executive rooms look great. Keeping my fingers crossed... Do follow us @AirAsiaDotCom as well as AirAsia on Facebook for more updated info (the info is not up yet will I'll put it up soon ;Þ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAGNIFICENT!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4592858966377046867-7492585133749304363?l=irinalau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/feeds/7492585133749304363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/2009/07/skys-have-opened.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4592858966377046867/posts/default/7492585133749304363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4592858966377046867/posts/default/7492585133749304363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/2009/07/skys-have-opened.html' title='The sky&apos;s have opened!'/><author><name>Irina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01954617459820413837</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/_LHFyepwdZys/SrBrQgQp5zI/AAAAAAAAASc/OKxhbj6RuUc/S220/CIMG2711.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4592858966377046867.post-8802841612643861871</id><published>2009-07-14T10:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T10:13:24.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewells and hellos</title><content type='html'>It was Carmen's last day at AirAsia yesterday and everyone was off their seats to take pictures and give her last minute hugs before she left. She was the previous Marketing Director before Ee May (who has also since left AA) took over. To tell you the truth, this was the best goodbye I have ever seen : ) Her farewell lunches and dinners started weeks ahead and was still on going on her last day. I think she really made an impact and lots of frens when she was here. Goodbye Carmen.... Pictures will be uploaded later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I'll wonder off topic now and move on to my upcoming trip. I am keeping my fingers crossed that I will be able to go with the media to Gold Coast for the Nitro GP from 20-25 July 09. I saw part of the itinerary and it's super interesting with heli rides, 4WD trails, etc.. And Donald Cheah from Top Gear wants to go see knife makers? Samurai swords? Butcher knifes? Wah... Wonder what Daniel F (Asian Auto), YS Khong (Freelancer) and the person from Evo wants : ) Will be my first time on the A330 as well. Hello Gold Coast...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4592858966377046867-8802841612643861871?l=irinalau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/feeds/8802841612643861871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/2009/07/farewells-and-hellos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4592858966377046867/posts/default/8802841612643861871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4592858966377046867/posts/default/8802841612643861871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/2009/07/farewells-and-hellos.html' title='Farewells and hellos'/><author><name>Irina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01954617459820413837</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/_LHFyepwdZys/SrBrQgQp5zI/AAAAAAAAASc/OKxhbj6RuUc/S220/CIMG2711.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4592858966377046867.post-5244439699456488134</id><published>2009-07-13T10:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T11:48:17.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Books that made me cry</title><content type='html'>I was watching P.S. I love you on Astro last night and suddenly remembered how it made me feel when I read it for the first time. The story was quite different from how its potrayed in the movie and that didn't endear itself to me but I was hooked as Gerald Butler was the main hunk   : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sobbed myself to tears in Popular book store as I sneaked a read in between some shopping last year. I was quite embarassed and just my luck, no tissues. With tears running down my face and nose all blocked up, I couldn't put the book down so I just hid behind the shelves trying to wide away all the tears and clear my nose. I bot the book a few days later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other book that made me sob my heart out was Marley and Me. Again the scene was set in Popular book store and the tears came when it was time to put Marley to sleep. I think it hit me so hard because I have 2 dogs of my own and couldn't imagine ever going thru what he went thru. I read and reread the book for months to come but it still moved me to tears. The last I read the book was when I made a trip to KK with my sis and there I was sobbing (yeah, again) in the plane on the way back to KL to catch the next flight out to Bangkok. AirAsia of course : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are looking for another touching story and someting to cry over, Fine Things written by Danielle Steele is another must read. Get the tissue's ready when you reach the part where they are lying in bed and she breathes her last after a long struggle with cancer.  He continues holding  her and when the sun peeks over the horizon, he leaves her and walks along the beach remembering. I last read it more than 10 yrs ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what books made you cry?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4592858966377046867-5244439699456488134?l=irinalau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/feeds/5244439699456488134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/2009/07/books-that-made-me-cry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4592858966377046867/posts/default/5244439699456488134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4592858966377046867/posts/default/5244439699456488134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/2009/07/books-that-made-me-cry.html' title='Books that made me cry'/><author><name>Irina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01954617459820413837</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/_LHFyepwdZys/SrBrQgQp5zI/AAAAAAAAASc/OKxhbj6RuUc/S220/CIMG2711.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4592858966377046867.post-5805669674662710822</id><published>2009-07-10T16:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T16:47:44.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flu! Flu!</title><content type='html'>It's that time of the month again... Not that dummy; the flu ;Þ Hahhah.. With the haze and constantly moving from an airconditioned office to the hot outdoors, it was a miracle that I didn't get sick weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are celebrating Carmen's departure from AirAsia tonite at La La Chong near the old Subang airport. Celebrating coz she is moving on and up to a better place : ) When will I get to move up?? Still counting the days and opportunities. I love AirAsia but where am I going?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think gorging on 'siong tong lala' and spicy crab with brain cell alco killer will make me well again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The office is very quiet today and the only sound I hear is MJ's Billy Jean and the heavy rain outside. Hope the planes have no problems taking off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's FRIDAY!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4592858966377046867-5805669674662710822?l=irinalau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/feeds/5805669674662710822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/2009/07/flu-flu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4592858966377046867/posts/default/5805669674662710822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4592858966377046867/posts/default/5805669674662710822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/2009/07/flu-flu.html' title='Flu! Flu!'/><author><name>Irina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01954617459820413837</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/_LHFyepwdZys/SrBrQgQp5zI/AAAAAAAAASc/OKxhbj6RuUc/S220/CIMG2711.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4592858966377046867.post-6263128956927856791</id><published>2009-07-09T09:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T09:43:24.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Usual morning...</title><content type='html'>As usual, my computer is slow and Outlook is in hang mode. No matter that I shut it down properly every evening before I go home, it still says every morning "The data file was not closed properly. The file is being checked for problems". It's going to take its usual 20mins (fingers crossed) for it to boot up. So here I am writing this while I wait so that I can start my work day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nose has been stuffy whole of last night and as I sat down at my table at work, I was sneezing non-stop. Flu a-coming? Hope not... Now my face looks runny and my nose all itchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been meaning to catch up on the tons of DVD's I bot some weeks ago but till today, its sitting gatherign dusk on the table. Maybe I shud dedicate this weekend to catching up on HSM 3, Bedtime stories, Slumdog, etc... Ah, got to bring Lilo for training on Sunday so that she does not forget her lessons. Not too sure when the test is but should be soon. I am certain she will pass with flying colors : ) Maybe should try out for agility next... Could be my gym substitute too ;Þ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4592858966377046867-6263128956927856791?l=irinalau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/feeds/6263128956927856791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/2009/07/usual-morning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4592858966377046867/posts/default/6263128956927856791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4592858966377046867/posts/default/6263128956927856791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/2009/07/usual-morning.html' title='Usual morning...'/><author><name>Irina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01954617459820413837</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/_LHFyepwdZys/SrBrQgQp5zI/AAAAAAAAASc/OKxhbj6RuUc/S220/CIMG2711.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4592858966377046867.post-161892797044174855</id><published>2009-07-08T14:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T15:19:22.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The world is saying goodbye to MJ</title><content type='html'>It still hasn't really sunked in that MJ is gone. Of a heart attack what's more. I would have thought it would be due to a botched plastic procedure or drugs. But then again, they have still not ruled out prescription drugs right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was torn between going to sleep and staying up to watch the Tribute to MJ at 1am and it came to mind, why are people only so interested after he has died? What did they do to support him while he was still alive? As I was driving to work today, a radio station was asking people to call in and give their views about MJ and to say their last goodbies. There were so many of them that ended up crying and I was like "Did they even buy his albums and listen to his songs faithfully? Why start sobbing like you just lost your bestest fren?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it brought me back to a show produced in Singapore years ago after Diana died called 'Money No Enough". The scene: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Their mother just passed away and all the siblings were at the funeral. All the sisters were laughing and joking and only the brother was feeling sad and crying. Then it was on the radio/tv that Diana died. The sisters suddenly burst out into tears and beating their chests and lamenting their loss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you see what's wrong here? Be sad yes, but not to the extent of sobbing uncontrollably&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Font Definitions */  @font-face  {font-family:Batang;  panose-1:2 3 6 0 0 1 1 1 1 1;  mso-font-alt:바탕;  mso-font-charset:129;  mso-generic-font-family:auto;  mso-font-format:other;  mso-font-pitch:fixed;  mso-font-signature:1 151388160 16 0 524288 0;} @font-face  {font-family:"\@Batang";  panose-1:0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0;  mso-font-charset:129;  mso-generic-font-family:auto;  mso-font-format:other;  mso-font-pitch:fixed;  mso-font-signature:1 151388160 16 0 524288 0;}  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal  {mso-style-parent:"";  margin:0in;  margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:12.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-fareast-font-family:Batang;} @page Section1  {size:8.5in 11.0in;  margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in;  mso-header-margin:.5in;  mso-footer-margin:.5in;  mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1  {page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0in;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:#0400;  mso-fareast-language:#0400;  mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;     on air. Then again, I seem to be viewing the world differently nowdays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And maybe its true when people say "To be remembered and immortalised, you'll have to die first". But this does not apply to us lay people of course ;Þ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good bye Michael Jackson. I will still continue to search for that one song that has been eluding me since I first listened to it in 1996. It was from the double CD History album and tracked near the song featuring Slash on guitars. The MTV was bout a fallen woman, had a helicopter and a drawer full of metallic name card size cards. I am still searching...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4592858966377046867-161892797044174855?l=irinalau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/feeds/161892797044174855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/2009/07/world-is-saying-goodbye-to-mj.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4592858966377046867/posts/default/161892797044174855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4592858966377046867/posts/default/161892797044174855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/2009/07/world-is-saying-goodbye-to-mj.html' title='The world is saying goodbye to MJ'/><author><name>Irina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01954617459820413837</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/_LHFyepwdZys/SrBrQgQp5zI/AAAAAAAAASc/OKxhbj6RuUc/S220/CIMG2711.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4592858966377046867.post-1633787992571564521</id><published>2009-07-07T09:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T09:54:09.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who let the dog's out?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SlKqcCTNCTI/AAAAAAAAACQ/0epsAyLGdtc/s1600-h/P3090306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SlKqcCTNCTI/AAAAAAAAACQ/0epsAyLGdtc/s320/P3090306.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355530305527417138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Blue when I first got her (bout 2+ mths)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just poped into my mind this morning that there aren't many places you can bring a dog to. You are restricted in all parks or play grounds and not many establishements will allow you to bring a dog in. I used to bring along my Mini Schnauzer when he was a wee pup to chinese restaurants that had tables outdoors but now he is all grown up, it's nearly impossible to do that. He just can't sit still nor fit in a chair anymore without falling off. Lilo had her turn and when Blue came (Silky Terrier), she was small enough to fit in my hand bag : ) Wish they all stayed like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SlKpSdJUxwI/AAAAAAAAACA/Gi4BkT0h1wc/s1600-h/Milo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SlKpSdJUxwI/AAAAAAAAACA/Gi4BkT0h1wc/s320/Milo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355529041423419138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Milo who's turning 4 soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently came to find out that Sid's Pub in TTDI allows dogs inside. Seen some myself but I have never tried bringing my dogs there. Milo will bark at practically anyting as he is so easily excited. Don't know if he would bark the whole house down. Maybe I shud test the waters with Lilo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SlKp_aW_6LI/AAAAAAAAACI/2mERUKSqezw/s1600-h/n515064898_1621345_7277.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SlKp_aW_6LI/AAAAAAAAACI/2mERUKSqezw/s320/n515064898_1621345_7277.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355529813769578674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lilo who's 2+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone interested in planning a dog's day out? Been meaning to do it and gather all the doggies lovers for a day in the sun with food and just good talk and play. But never got down to it yet. Any location suggestions? Maybe we can do it at BU Park and then adjourne to Sid's for a pint : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buzz me with ideas : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4592858966377046867-1633787992571564521?l=irinalau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/feeds/1633787992571564521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/2009/07/who-let-dogs-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4592858966377046867/posts/default/1633787992571564521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4592858966377046867/posts/default/1633787992571564521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/2009/07/who-let-dogs-out.html' title='Who let the dog&apos;s out?'/><author><name>Irina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01954617459820413837</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/_LHFyepwdZys/SrBrQgQp5zI/AAAAAAAAASc/OKxhbj6RuUc/S220/CIMG2711.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SlKqcCTNCTI/AAAAAAAAACQ/0epsAyLGdtc/s72-c/P3090306.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4592858966377046867.post-7072307394209632607</id><published>2009-07-06T10:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T10:52:27.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snake bites in the house!!</title><content type='html'>It's damn hard to keep this going ;Þ Laziness, time, you name it, those are my excuses...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out last Sat with the group, AirAsia of course. Met Li Yen at SS2 for din first. Had some yummy wantan mee and prawn wan tan. Too bad it was so small my tummy was growling even before I left the shop. She had some kuey teow noodle with bloody chicken.Yucks, can't imagine how ppl eat that as it looks like it bleeds perpetually. No pics I am afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was the first to arrive at Sid's at 8.30pm. If you go any later, you can hardly find a table. Lots of white faces (there is no particular reason I am calling them that) there waiting for the rugby to start. We sat there nursing our snake bites and being territorial over our extra table as people kept trying to take it away. Where lah the rest of the group went? They finally started filtering in an hr later. Most ffk'ed so I called back up. Jo was at Wabisabi, Ryan was in Klang as was May2, June was in Sg Buloh (what the hell do you do in Sg Buloh on a Sat night?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suzen and CK was the first to show followed by Anand who only stayed for 30 mins. He had some hot chicks waiting for him down the road. Girls, we are loosing our touch : ) Leslie also pei mien and stopped by even though he was hosting the MIDE event at Modesto's KL with free flow of alco. And he picked up our tab. Thanks Leslie : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sid's is seriously stuffy and hot nowdays. The aircon can't cope with the heat wave and no of ppl cramped inside I guess. Then it got super noisy when the game started. Never knew ppl actually cheered like that for their fav teams. Looks a bit fake to me though ;Þ Well, what do I know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After an hr &amp;amp; a huge share of the alco, the white faces started a game where white face 1 would lie down on 3 stools; one for the head, one for the legs and one for the back. White face 2 would hold his legs down and No. 1 would remove the middle stool and start bring it round and round his body and the rest would count how many he cud do before his body caves in. The best score was 30 : ) What a bunch of fun crazy ppl : ) No white faces were harmed during our night out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left for TTDI Plaza bout 12+. After so many years, I touched lok lok. As I was eating, I cud hear my sis saying Hep B! Hep C! Too late. It's in the tummy making its journey down the tube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Dep  (Jo's fren) at Wabisabi. Had more beers, chilled and left at 3pm stoned and sleepy. Haven't done a night outing this late in ages. Felt my age. All I wanted to do was go home and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had fun y'all... We have to do tis again. But now I shudder when I tink of alco. Maybe we can take a week's break before we start again : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4592858966377046867-7072307394209632607?l=irinalau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/feeds/7072307394209632607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/2009/07/snake-bites-in-house.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4592858966377046867/posts/default/7072307394209632607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4592858966377046867/posts/default/7072307394209632607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/2009/07/snake-bites-in-house.html' title='Snake bites in the house!!'/><author><name>Irina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01954617459820413837</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/_LHFyepwdZys/SrBrQgQp5zI/AAAAAAAAASc/OKxhbj6RuUc/S220/CIMG2711.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4592858966377046867.post-165190907048299744</id><published>2009-06-29T11:51:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T10:32:26.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oakland Raiders after party at Luna Bar</title><content type='html'>We officially announced our Oakland Raiders sponsorship on Friday at LCCT. 3 legends came with 4 raidettes (they were not that hot and had spare tires!). Toured the plane and then went back to work. The 2nd half went by real fast.&lt;br /&gt;Left off and drove home like a maniac to feed the babies and look for a change of clothes for the after party at Luna Bar in KL. Was super late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SkheDL_DqMI/AAAAAAAAABo/4Kq6BFq38Ug/s1600-h/P1050168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SkheDL_DqMI/AAAAAAAAABo/4Kq6BFq38Ug/s320/P1050168.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352631565979723970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                            KLCC as the backdrop at Luna Bar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily there was free flow of cold beer as it was super hot there. The weather here is killing me.&lt;br /&gt;Emilia bot 2 rounds of some killer tasting shots.&lt;br /&gt;Rudy looks like a goner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Skheg3HaL6I/AAAAAAAAABw/C3Xc20SKqNQ/s1600-h/P1050152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Skheg3HaL6I/AAAAAAAAABw/C3Xc20SKqNQ/s320/P1050152.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352632075773685666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                Welcome Cynthia!! (hottie on the far left)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was pretty high by 11+ and most of the group had already gone home. Took more pictures and chatted with Azran, Tony and Jason Lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Skhe87K9EGI/AAAAAAAAAB4/5e-yUxfATRA/s1600-h/P1050156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/Skhe87K9EGI/AAAAAAAAAB4/5e-yUxfATRA/s320/P1050156.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352632557898633314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                   Me, Rudy and Emilia who's a new addition to the AA family 2 : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left with Flora bout 12+ and took a wrong turn and ended up in Jln Kuching. Took another wrong turn and next thing i know, I am home. Seems I find my way better when I am lost drunk then when I am sober. Bad bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what a night!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/irinalau/My%20Documents/My%20Pictures/Persona%27/Luna%20Bar-Raiders%20June%2009/P1050152.JPG" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4592858966377046867-165190907048299744?l=irinalau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/feeds/165190907048299744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/2009/06/oakland-raiders-after-party-at-luna-bar.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4592858966377046867/posts/default/165190907048299744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4592858966377046867/posts/default/165190907048299744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/2009/06/oakland-raiders-after-party-at-luna-bar.html' title='Oakland Raiders after party at Luna Bar'/><author><name>Irina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01954617459820413837</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/_LHFyepwdZys/SrBrQgQp5zI/AAAAAAAAASc/OKxhbj6RuUc/S220/CIMG2711.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LHFyepwdZys/SkheDL_DqMI/AAAAAAAAABo/4Kq6BFq38Ug/s72-c/P1050168.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4592858966377046867.post-3037507180306434118</id><published>2009-06-29T10:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T14:34:38.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My first entry : )</title><content type='html'>My first blog! It's been on my mind to start one since I read Joleen's comments on MJ's demise last Friday. Yup, it has taken me this long to get started on one myself, the blog, not MJ's death.&lt;br /&gt;But we did loose someone spectacular who did things his way and somehow in his weirdness, made the whole world follow.&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting Farrah Fawcett. What a beauty in her day and still was till cancer took hold of her. May God bless both of them and their families.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4592858966377046867-3037507180306434118?l=irinalau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/feeds/3037507180306434118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-first-blog-its-been-on-my-mind-to.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4592858966377046867/posts/default/3037507180306434118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4592858966377046867/posts/default/3037507180306434118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irinalau.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-first-blog-its-been-on-my-mind-to.html' title='My first entry : )'/><author><name>Irina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01954617459820413837</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/_LHFyepwdZys/SrBrQgQp5zI/AAAAAAAAASc/OKxhbj6RuUc/S220/CIMG2711.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
