tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299043952024-03-08T02:53:30.861+08:00Stories to TellWriting is a socially acceptable form of schizophrenia. ~E.L. DoctorowAmanda Hohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527461576602548911noreply@blogger.comBlogger49125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29904395.post-38571792339396682012012-02-06T13:11:00.006+08:002012-02-06T13:19:44.759+08:00<span style="font-size:100%;">"Mmmm......",<br />leaked a soft purr from the depths of my throat...<br /><br />The enticing aroma, so seductive and incredibly irresistible.<br /><br />Despite my cautious sips,<br />fail it did to stop the burning sensations on the tip of my tongue;<br />Tiny gulps of bittersweet-ness sends a rush of heat through my body,<br />leaving a moment of warmth, comfort and calmness...<br /><br />While a shot of clearance kicks in my head triggered a boost of energy,<br />and the subtle, almost an artificial intoxication envelopes me;<br />projecting little twinkles from my eyes that slowly shifted themselves gazing upon yours...</span><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjugD3ne_2AxaIf-FLpJVezlgaM1dr1ruyoK8oHzSjW2EOAP5Mszzli_4fSAhDP-7Pff-z6XHcgebG4l_SjtJ9ekKV6f2aXgHVjMFEwHoCJf7HO2iwUhlXN8_epne9nVNlN9CUakg/s1600/403699_10150425245444058_623549057_7406573_1543252103_n.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjugD3ne_2AxaIf-FLpJVezlgaM1dr1ruyoK8oHzSjW2EOAP5Mszzli_4fSAhDP-7Pff-z6XHcgebG4l_SjtJ9ekKV6f2aXgHVjMFEwHoCJf7HO2iwUhlXN8_epne9nVNlN9CUakg/s320/403699_10150425245444058_623549057_7406573_1543252103_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705886172008333234" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;">"Chocolate, men, coffee - some things are better rich." ~Author Unknown<br /><br /><br /></span>Amanda Hohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527461576602548911noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29904395.post-51529419120221348662010-01-15T17:45:00.002+08:002010-01-15T17:54:50.756+08:00Today I Like...Whenever I read, or see something, or hear something, feel something, anything, that gives me a special feeling. An overwhelming one, a touching one, an inspiring one, or even the sad or angry ones.. well they are strong, so they matter. And at that moment, it feels important. And I'd want to keep them, remember them at least. So I wish I could write about it, jot them down somehow, and keep them to be looked back into, reminisce and feel it again. <br /><br />So this time around, I am doing it. Maybe not the first time on my blog but it definitely has been a long time. <br /><br />I was reading Paulo Coelho (yes, I am still not done reading yet.) <br /><br />And today, I like this:<br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">"...as he was walking down a street, he saw a house of ruins. 'That building is me.' he thought, and at that precise moment, he felt an immense desire to rebuild the house." - (Title: Rebuilding the House) Like the Flowing River by Paulo Coelho</span>Amanda Hohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527461576602548911noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29904395.post-51168802808739422302010-01-15T17:37:00.004+08:002010-05-05T14:17:48.033+08:00A come back? Or not.I have not forgotten about my blog. Nope.<br /><br />I just stopped writing. Without knowing the reason why.<br /><br />Even when I had all the time in the world, idle and bored, I do feel like writing, telling something to the world wide virtual space beings out there... sharing something. But then I didn't know what about?<br />What am I going to write? Are there anything inspiring? <br /><br />But it's so empty and neglected and cold and lonely lately.<br /><br />But here I am at work, nothing to do, and it has forced me to write... at least something?Amanda Hohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527461576602548911noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29904395.post-3708869377015026502009-07-12T10:12:00.003+08:002009-07-12T10:16:27.774+08:00Unwell...I'm feeling groggy and tired. Popped some fever medication.<br /><br />I got up at 7-ish this morning thinking that it was 7 in the evening.....<br />I know I need more sleep. <br /><br />But I don't feel like staying home. I wanna get out..Amanda Hohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527461576602548911noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29904395.post-75386727444295555042009-07-01T06:27:00.002+08:002009-07-01T06:39:07.398+08:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">It felt like I have stumbled and fall too many times of my liking... </span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Yet, though with struggles, I always bound to stand up again and start anew. With so much love and support, I have no excuse not to and disappointing them who are important to me is the last thing I wanna do in my life.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">
<br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">This time around, I am starting all over again. </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">With less expectations and pressure I try to apply onto myself, I want to start off like a clean sheet again. </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">In this new environment of kids and new kind of work (still within my knowledge, skills and capability), I wish to grow more, learn more and definitely give it my best but with much more passion and with a new way of looking at my job. </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">
<br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">Today will be my first day of work. (With no sleep TT) BUT I am still gonna give it my all...</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">
<br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">P/s: Thank you 'dear' for your support and wishes. <3></span></div>Amanda Hohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527461576602548911noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29904395.post-52615191449798257372009-06-26T01:15:00.008+08:002010-05-05T14:28:11.157+08:00You Are My Sunshine<meta name="Title" content=""> <meta name="Keywords" content=""> <meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"> <meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"> <meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"> <meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"> <link rel="File-List" href="file://localhost/Users/amanda/Library/Caches/TemporaryItems/msoclip1/01/clip_filelist.xml"> <!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <o:documentproperties> <o:template>Normal</o:Template> <o:revision>0</o:Revision> <o:totaltime>0</o:TotalTime> <o:pages>1</o:Pages> <o:words>381</o:Words> <o:characters>2176</o:Characters> <o:lines>18</o:Lines> <o:paragraphs>4</o:Paragraphs> <o:characterswithspaces>2672</o:CharactersWithSpaces> <o:version>11.0</o:Version> </o:DocumentProperties> <o:officedocumentsettings> <o:allowpng/> </o:OfficeDocumentSettings> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:worddocument> <w:zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:donotshowrevisions/> <w:donotprintrevisions/> <w:displayhorizontaldrawinggridevery>0</w:DisplayHorizontalDrawingGridEvery> <w:displayverticaldrawinggridevery>0</w:DisplayVerticalDrawingGridEvery> <w:usemarginsfordrawinggridorigin/> </w:WordDocument> </xml><![endif]--> <style> <!-- /* Font Definitions */ @font-face {font-family:"Times New Roman"; panose-1:0 2 2 6 3 5 4 5 2 3; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:50331648 0 0 0 1 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";} table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-parent:""; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman";} @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;} --> </style> <!--StartFragment--> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">It was late when I got up yesterday in the evening.</span></p><p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">
<br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Since my days are idle now, I got up a few times and checked my idle phone to fine empty messages and phone calls... which only added up to my boredom and I was simply reluctant to get up and feel bored for the rest of the day.</span></p><p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">
<br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--><span style="font-size:85%;"> <o:p></o:p></span><!--[endif]--></p> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">But when I entered my bathroom to freshen up, I heard a little boy but I wasn't not sure which one (since the family who lives next door has four sons), one of them, the cutest one whose about 5 or 6 years old I'm assuming named Brian, was singing...</span></p><p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">
<br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--><span style="font-size:85%;"> <o:p></o:p></span><!--[endif]--></p> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">You are my sunshine,My only sunshine,<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">You make me happy, When skies are grey,<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">You never know dear, How much I love you,<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Please don't take my sunshine away...</span></p><p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">
<br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">He kept repeating it again and again but kept mixing up the lyrics after that and making up his own words with a mixture of plenty gigglings and laughter with other kids' voices.</span></p><p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">
<br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--><span style="font-size:85%;"> <o:p></o:p></span><!--[endif]--></p> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">:) I can't help but giggle with him while I listen with a grin.</span></p><p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">
<br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">I thank 'him' for making me think of happy things, people I love and especially the person who's in my head the most right now and all that, that brings that smile to my face.</span></p><p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">
<br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">And most of all, to make my day all sunny again after all these unhappy days.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--><span style="font-size:85%;"> <o:p></o:p></span><!--[endif]--></p> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Nothing could tickle my heart and lift it up than to hear a child sing.</span></p><p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">
<br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--><span style="font-size:85%;"> <o:p></o:p></span><!--[endif]--></p> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--><span style="font-size:85%;"> <o:p></o:p></span><!--[endif]--></p> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">And here is 'You Are My Sunshine' by Johnny Cash and Bob Dylan. (Which doesn't sound so happy as I thought the song should be. Enjoy :))</span></p><p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">
<br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--><span style="font-size:85%;"> <o:p></o:p></span><!--[endif]--></p> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--><span style="font-size:85%;"> <o:p></o:p></span><!--[endif]--></p> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">The other night dear, as I lay sleeping<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">I dreamed I held you in my arms<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">But when I awoke, dear, I was mistaken<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">So I hung my head and I cried.</span></p><p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">
<br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--><span style="font-size:85%;"> <o:p></o:p></span><!--[endif]--></p> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">You are my sunshine, my only sunshine<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">You make me happy when skies are gray<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">You'll never know dear, how much I love you<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Please don't take my sunshine away</span></p><p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">
<br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--><span style="font-size:85%;"> <o:p></o:p></span><!--[endif]--></p> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">I'll always love you and make you happy,<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">If you will only say the same.</span></p> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">But if you leave me and love another,<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">You'll regret it all some day:</span></p><p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">
<br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--><span style="font-size:85%;"> <o:p></o:p></span><!--[endif]--></p> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">You are my sunshine, my only sunshine<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">You make me happy when skies are gray<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">You'll never know dear, how much I love you<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Please don't take my sunshine away</span></p><p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">
<br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--><span style="font-size:85%;"> <o:p></o:p></span><!--[endif]--></p> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">You told me once, dear, you really loved me<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">And no one else could come between.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">But not you've left me and love another;<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">You have shattered all of my dreams:</span></p><p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">
<br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--><span style="font-size:85%;"> <o:p></o:p></span><!--[endif]--></p> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">You are my sunshine, my only sunshine<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">You make me happy when skies are gray<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">You'll never know dear, how much I love you<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Please don't take my sunshine away</span></p><p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">
<br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--><span style="font-size:85%;"> <o:p></o:p></span><!--[endif]--></p> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">In all my dreams, dear, you seem to leave me<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">When I awake my poor heart pains.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">So when you come back and make me happy<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">I'll forgive you dear, I'll take all the blame.</span></p><p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">
<br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--><span style="font-size:85%;"> <o:p></o:p></span><!--[endif]--></p> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">You are my sunshine, my only sunshine<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">You make me happy when skies are gray<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">You'll never know dear, how much I love you<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Please don't take my sunshine away</span></p> <!--EndFragment--> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span">
<br /></span></span></div><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oqNPx1hbhfo&hl=en&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oqNPx1hbhfo&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"></embed></object></span>Amanda Hohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527461576602548911noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29904395.post-47590384409954005022009-01-15T13:44:00.004+08:002009-01-15T14:00:33.364+08:00Lyndsey Lesh<img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL3WN5dWTkSRWOCsRngb0-ORe1JvIOjkczR0IWUkhyenSViaQ0TfzL-Io_gJ-ygdEutbaGWUteImv5bM1H7LNBL2oYOFpS-RQ3XRaLPnDYSvxqpMprfKRpjgt62EHptPHs70wdSw/s400/Lesh-hatcarnival.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 330px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291392845682790946" /><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3AAOq9V4zQaF97nd7nIIA1YnGdTwA_NUMtaiNz0GmpNQ-V4gwtI3OHZNdGNpvpSxOj9ivWZrOUNCruf-_XcsGMuUwK73kymGhrHJ6rlXu_Sr5U9AtiJdMLGb1P-pnMW3PFyHzLg/s400/lyndseylesh_illustrator5.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 325px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291392846836241458" /><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaLbC3NJBRf-Pk7EUC8v96ymiqHLX5FsfsrP2SxE7qIG1g0XzQu76WQLdB8KTBatOamSb1mGSyN9VU04JpvB6W35gOF3MVBe6OzXGLgeSlURIB2lHmZVm2r3D1nNDTcCFSFnm_8A/s400/Leshmusical.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 385px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291392840803416882" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9ZPBoiFi0KLzf7QdPZmbGGDH0V1J8acWs23gRoayqXwrpU1OEPlifMdemqXQtSdGNNDEd9FeMb6rSDlSWXSd6SJ1gz6VFJFNQzCXDcS_qFdgp3lavWwclccISZT2BWvCJmbwEUw/s400/Leshdeertree.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291392850575941586" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Beautiful soft lines and whimsical colours form her illustrations - depicting nostalgia, woolgathering thoughts with a hint of innocence and a twist of the minds. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Loving </span><a href="http://www.lyndseylesh.com/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Lyndsey Lesh</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">'s works.</span></div>Amanda Hohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527461576602548911noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29904395.post-53327973954699235962009-01-11T16:57:00.007+08:002009-01-12T00:56:23.864+08:00Lusting for EarthLust<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbMyoIjAypiSLQUHrlPGhSx9vWEM9_bwJ8jw4KMPFOHDyG9DLNr-fj7qVi_zcndkizLbK8Q3aWNXe7FJFWNjx2azTSS7hkwr7d2_xbjEq9iTaJyfftOMDjVoDt8-GWLCuPZG48kQ/s1600-h/mosaic6711679.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 262px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbMyoIjAypiSLQUHrlPGhSx9vWEM9_bwJ8jw4KMPFOHDyG9DLNr-fj7qVi_zcndkizLbK8Q3aWNXe7FJFWNjx2azTSS7hkwr7d2_xbjEq9iTaJyfftOMDjVoDt8-GWLCuPZG48kQ/s400/mosaic6711679.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289958798385348770" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I want these... </span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><a href="http://earthlust.com/">EarthLust</a> bottles are made from high quality food grade stainless steel, which is naturally safe unlined... apparrently.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">And you know, I don't really care.. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">I just WAN'T them :D <br /></span></span></div><div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Oh well, keep dreaming. Most of them are limited editions, not stock bottles and I think they are only available in the US.</span><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://writeonandmore.files.wordpress.com/2008/07/mosaic6711679.jpg"><br /></a><br /></div></div></div>Amanda Hohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527461576602548911noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29904395.post-61690110236873814762009-01-07T20:17:00.003+08:002009-01-07T20:35:39.346+08:00Good ol' 'tiny' days<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhcFjJBQxRFuiMLlx35dBzbA0rnIXfnb05HZFrFAyFbB9jkxgIaoC1tu0Y0NgHBjKEZmGUw2IwVCx1iiFhclTu1cv6UKGcmahhB_X7S5ifB3d9nFLVPVvLydtsDHUEhwvC47k16w/s1600-h/n1002013589_30064187_4501.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 276px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhcFjJBQxRFuiMLlx35dBzbA0rnIXfnb05HZFrFAyFbB9jkxgIaoC1tu0Y0NgHBjKEZmGUw2IwVCx1iiFhclTu1cv6UKGcmahhB_X7S5ifB3d9nFLVPVvLydtsDHUEhwvC47k16w/s400/n1002013589_30064187_4501.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288525026627961906" /></a><br /><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13px;">A friend tagged me this photo on Facebook. And then I found two more friends I was once really close to back then. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13px;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Spot me :)</span></div>Amanda Hohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527461576602548911noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29904395.post-2765144738677838682009-01-07T17:45:00.001+08:002009-01-07T20:34:31.006+08:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">I dreamt.. of making tomato soup. With cranberries. </span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">And it was suppose to taste real good. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">Hmm...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">Happy new year everyone. </span></div>Amanda Hohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527461576602548911noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29904395.post-25609302966729448442008-12-12T05:33:00.003+08:002009-01-07T20:34:31.007+08:00Tracking strips of dreams<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">YAY!! </span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">I am FINALLY going for a REAL holiday trip this coming Sunday! XD okay, it may only be Singapore which I've been before but!! IT's A VACATION for *toot*'s sake!!!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Anyway, I have finally succeeded tuning back my sleeping time. Well... until now TT (looks at the time) but the fact that I am awake in the day makes me feel sleepy and tired all the time??!?! WHYY???!! </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Maybe my body is still not adjusted to it yet? BUt it's so hardd.... it makes me wanna sleep all the time and no matter how much I get after I woke up.. I still want moreeeee...!!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">But I can feel really tired even when I am about to fall asleep. My whole body will sink... and then my dreams.. oh gosh. I have been dreaming so much that my gf told me that I was talking in my sleeeeppp!! *GASP* And apparently... I even let out a cry! >< I bet I freaked her out (LOL)</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">But the dreams are so messed up and it makes me feel funny, weird and I find them really interesting XD I can;t really decipher them properly, really... well it's hard to remember them now already. I regret not talking about them here while I remembered. I probably will if I dream later XD well if they are *coughs* decent ones ><></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">For now I think I only remember a vague face of some guy ><></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">And I think he was wearing this.. um.. not very flattering striped green and black T?? @@ long sleeve I guess? * ARGGHH*</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">Oh well, my head is hurting now cos this vampire-like "ME" was trying so hard to sleep at night and wake up in the day. Now I shall hit the sack and try to be normal for once. </span></div>Amanda Hohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527461576602548911noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29904395.post-81083501274670083512008-12-08T06:17:00.003+08:002008-12-08T10:40:34.045+08:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Things passed in a blink. Too unexpected and overwhelming that I can't even sit through it properly and decipher them in my mind to blog about it. </span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">I am tired of complaining. Whining. I 'whine' so much that once an ex colleague asked if she should give me cheese to go with it.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">I am even sick of myself to talk about how my last attempt in my plans didn't work out. Probably my intention in pursuing that particular job wasn't exactly right. I was desperate for one and needed money. It didn't work out. And I was really sad. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">I am currently idle again. And I won''t say I am enjoying it, but I do think I need some time to clear my mind about things. Really, really sit down with myself, go through them, get myself back together and start a fresh. I have been contemplating about this, or get another job since I need $$ desperately too, for my car, for daily expenses. I really hate to ask from my family as I never do. Since most of the time they pay for everything I need. I live with them, eat together. What more can I ask for? So at least if I want to spend on things that I want, I get them myself.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">A friend has been staying with me for a week. As she needs me, I stay with her as much as I can. I am not saying that this is getting in my way to do my work but it's delayed and I feel like crap now.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">I need to re-organise myself, my things, plans, and life then I could start anew to achieve what I want most. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">For now, I'll want to take the time I have to be inspired all over again in writing, in painting (am learning from a very helpful & kind wife/friend of mine) and I really don't want to disappoint her as I have been really late in my submission of works :( I gotta work much harder. And get my room revamp a.s.a.p so I could work more comfortably and blab about it here :) I can't wait!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Looking at my clutter and trash-like room makes me suffocate now TT</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Oh, btw. Birthday was over and it was strangely quiet. But all good :) The birthday messages were enough to make me feel on top of the world. Hah. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Thanks buddies. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">XOXO </span></div><div><br /></div>Amanda Hohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527461576602548911noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29904395.post-50644276221899125832008-11-30T02:54:00.008+08:002008-11-30T03:56:05.529+08:00Vampire Obssession<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNByhW6UzqWVdVXTwag0oQcqugqVhKhHCbB6iAhuw4ASeo_gUYGpcD98QAol8wo-cbQvNLK0Unv_eVReormo4Kfx8vbSbNzWnaaqJFnXk8aDD-Avbb2du_9yph1TVOKKvaXHGguw/s400/twilight-poster.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 284px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274155903902812050" /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Stumbled onto this movie with zero idea on what's it about and it turned out, to serendipitously sweep me off my feet. Yes, I was ignorant enough to not know the movie I was gonna watch was the novel I always spot in the bookstores I roam all the time. And they never caught my attention 'cause I didn't know it was about vampires TT or else... Hmm... normally the book covers will do the trick to get me</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> grabbing them in the 1st place. So... could it be the cover is not attractive enough to my liking? ><></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNtjsHsJYZeB0rOMeb_2C7ob6znVLJn_icIJqeTefmMbU04jE_npbgpjV2MIjkHrvHKw7-rQ_jJNCkWE5Zc7x4oV-rXV018uBr8BDEoZqpRMma3jNaWgUfTviH5jV7xrSHHGdFIQ/s400/twilight-movie-wp.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274155915305617058" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">(p/s: this image above is a wallpaper I found from Google Images so feel free to save it up and start ogling over the sexy vampires!: Emmet, Alice, Edward, Bella, Jasper, Rosalie)</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">I really love just how they portray the 'vampires' in this movie. It doesn't show all the cliche elements you expect to see in a vampire movie. I don't want to go too detailed about this here since I find this part so fascinating for me since I didn't read the book, so witnessing the characters' appearance this way plays a very important part and reason to why I am so crazy about this movie. Given that the most fascinating part of vampires are simply their characteristics, appearance and whatnot. So I'll leave this awesome part out for you to find it out yourself! XD Well, the story was adapted from a another teenage romance love novel but instead of seeing the fangs, sinking into necks of beautiful woman, bloody and all... it's a pretty subtle blend of cool romance. Which... could be something refreshing? (or maybe I'm just so blinded) A lot of mixed up feelings between two immortal and mortal kind of "Romeo & Juliet" story. (as the reviews and media press comments call it) An indifferent teenager, Isabella Swan who moves to a small rainy town and fell in love with a vampire, Edward Cullen who wants to kill her all the time for lusting for her blood and yet, in love with the 'person' itself at the same time. A little mind blogging isn't it? Oh well, this kind of frustrating complication of emotions and feelings are what we girls love most... no? XD</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFKLtZFe4kzyPJyI_YVaXUXCDwVU6pMBxXrus87139xSD39Ujb4WP5FJNACpdj1mvlC49ANpwX9CeLXJN2ReUinP2y0WiLp0udg0ygm0Hrj0AlUKaNXZgDUuG0Yc4LgfZoCN7rsA/s400/draft_lens1985743module9801433photo_1212435212edwardcullen.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274155906543028786" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Okay, second honest confession... I was drooling over this guy. Robert Pattinson whom I later found out that he was also the one who played Cedric in Harry Potter & The Goblet of Fire. (the one who died in the end. *correction* the handsome one who died in the end) *dies out of hyperventilation* Argh... it triggered all my fangirl senses back!! And It could be bad thing TT.</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span><div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjytFIgqD_aNaN9IUBAx24Av23p1gJZBaGW_HCNoWA7btTqbMvRfrngfY0vgQOcfwPQT3SODOBwpJh05SzuRHwbY_oyyGGmy2spTpcMJu7rbde6SNFj5z602xXCrZN2PJfmoJVtaw/s400/meyer-twilight.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274163819701746274" /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">So I was talking about me getting hooked, I went to the bookstore and grabbed the 1st book today, "Twilight". In a set of 4, the other 3 were "New Moon", "Eclipse" and "Breaking Dawn". And apparently according to </span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Twilight_(series)"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Wikipedia</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">, if published, "Midnight Sun" will be a retelling of the first book, from Edward Cullen's point of view. I had the urge and rush to get all four of them! but blessing in this guise, I didn't due to my current financial constraining status TT</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Anyway! That's all fangirl enthusiasm release for now... I want to get to my book indulgence a.s.a.p! XD nights y'all!</span></div></div></div>Amanda Hohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527461576602548911noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29904395.post-66748738868510813282008-11-05T02:12:00.001+08:002008-11-05T02:14:34.202+08:00Tim Burton - Vincent<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">One of my fave - Tim Burton. </span><div><div><br /><div><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tYpTjQ_NyIg&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tYpTjQ_NyIg&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></div></div></div>Amanda Hohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527461576602548911noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29904395.post-53264258742172706332008-11-05T02:06:00.000+08:002008-11-05T02:07:08.978+08:00The Monk and The Fish<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y37cWnjdhdM&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y37cWnjdhdM&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Amanda Hohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527461576602548911noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29904395.post-72025243226895660102008-11-03T09:16:00.004+08:002008-11-03T09:51:51.588+08:00Back to Square One. Fuck the fucked up days. yay.<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Half way through my pack of smokes. I feel more depressing than ever about my current state of looks when I reflected myself (naked face), looking more haggard than ever. </span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Oh gawd.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Permanent shades that is.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Not to mention killing my lungs and health faster too.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">It's back to square one. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Just when I thought I have a whole new thought and change of plans of my life. I see more future and opportunity for my career... and life. I told myself, nevermind the stress, nevermind the tough work of juggling more than </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">TWO </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">things at work, nevermind the physical stress of the long distance drive, despite waking up at 6am every morning at sleeping approx. 5 hours every night... it's okay.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">No joke, I began to lose my appetite (don't ask me why). I still feel hungry, yes. But it's so forceful I had to shove food down my throat every meal. It's like a chore. Then I lose concentration at work. I can't work. I can't focus, so I can't write good and perform at my best. It could be... (surprise) stress?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Then I started to lose my mind. I was cheated RM50 on my way to the mall nearby after a lousy day at work, to meet up with a friend who promised to cheer me up that day. I paid a RM100 note (that's what I was left with) for a RM10 fare. I took RM40 of change and left the VERY rude Indian taxi driver's cab. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">"That was it. Enough." I told myself. I can't help it but broke down when I spoke to dad on the phone. His words were surprisingly very comforting. "Looks like no matter how much I tell myself I could do this as long as I stay strong, there are things that I really can't get control of... I don't know what I'm doing anymore." He replied, "There are never a time where we could get a 100% control of all situations in life. Things like that happen. I told you, if you can't take it anymore, don't push yourself so hard. Take a deep breath, relax. Okay?"</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">I felt much better. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">So 'he' came. He spotted me, came and greeted the 'me' with a cigg then. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Benn: You look so different.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Manda: (laughs) How different?</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Benn: Not the Manda I used to know?</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Manda: Hmm? Like how lar??</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Benn: Always full of energy.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Manda: :)</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Thank god I have friends. Yes, all of you. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">You all make my fucked up days all... not so 'fucked up' anymore.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">I love you all :)</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Then when I feel a little more lightened up, I told him, "Oh well. *shrugs* I'll (try) to look at the bright side? I bought 'this' decision from that asshole taxi driver for RM50. XD"</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">To leave my job that is. And I did.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Main reasons? </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Bah. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Long, complicated, very un-called for story. Save the SHITS here, back to my 'webbed' feet eh, Juno?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">So... now what? :3 </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">I bounced back and forth, left to right and back and forth again.. now back to square one. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Jobless... and... lost + a little blue once in a while. Since I got to feed my new 'baby' now. My not so new, 2nd hand Getz. XD </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Yup. My very own car ^^ ahh.. I'll snap a picture of it soon and update this entry here. Well I got another new member in the family to feed. Whom will most probably eat more than I do :P Like what Benn says. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Wish me luck with my yet again new start from now? What's gonna happen next? What to do, what to do?</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">"Life is like a box of chocolates (alright)"</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">*Back to my long procrastinated writing I promised someone. Sheesh.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:13px;"> </span><br /></div>Amanda Hohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527461576602548911noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29904395.post-1727417054984295022008-09-12T03:19:00.000+08:002008-09-12T03:21:36.987+08:00How To Cope With Depression<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FomroPMOKvg&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FomroPMOKvg&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></span>Amanda Hohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527461576602548911noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29904395.post-70593335924029794272008-08-26T11:44:00.009+08:002010-05-05T14:34:06.733+08:00I want it to rain<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;">I called it stopped.<br />Not just once,<br />Not just twice.<br />It was repeated from my lips...<br /><br />Out of breath,<br />Out of redemption;<br />Partly helpless,<br />Partly still... very afraid.<br /><br />With much disinclination,<br />From his physical strength,<br />From his inner desires;<br />He was much reluctant to let go...<br /><br />Sadly,<br />Very sadly,<br />It wasn't because he wanted me for me;<br />He just wanted 'it'...<br />Just then,<br />Just there.<br /><br />One of the many seven,<br />Has almost,<br />Very nearly,<br />Over taken me...<br /><br />The one by the name of 'Lust',<br />Has graveled me greatly;<br />I had once again fallen,<br />To the hands of sin.<br /><br />I could feel my insides sink,<br />I could feel the lump in my throat hard to swallow,<br />I could feel I am stopping something strong,<br />I could feel the weight I have increased...<br />To the scathe I have done to myself.<br /><br />"Drive me home",<br />Guts spilled;<br />Uttered words I couldn't forgive my foolishness,<br />I left the car...<br />Finally.<br /><br />Back in my own sanctuary,<br />Then I felt,<br />Like I could see,<br />My heart on the floor...<br /><br />Covered in red,<br />Covered in pain;<br />Still beating...<br /><br />This time,<br />I know,<br />I couldn't tear no more...<br /><br />I reached for the window,<br />"I want it to rain",<br />I said;<br />Then I rested my soul,<br />And myself,<br />On my bed.<br /><br />Eyes closed,<br />Thoughts fluctuated.<br /><br />Then I heard,<br />Very sudden,<br />And very heavy patters...<br /><br />It didn't help in making the sorrows on my face go away,<br />It didn't help in making the pain inside go away,<br />It certainly didn't and wouldn't help,<br />In making the wounds go away...<br />Ever.<br /><br />But,<br />I felt...<br />A little,<br />Just a little...<br />Slightly,<br />Better...</span><br /></span></span>Amanda Hohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527461576602548911noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29904395.post-61328881328004323952008-07-19T09:51:00.006+08:002008-07-19T12:09:03.810+08:00Anticipation, then Heartache.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-IQ_FSVZOtOuPjsY7-LOxFrrBVB_4k4FQ1FBjoCwKA8OHpxfuCpgkhTda40JV8GsYh2J1ZW4U3j6U0mvS94VDhoTpuqgE5JEhR-7KDlnH-TsftaEtF2dXx7496NsVJ4f-ZY4yvw/s1600-h/dark_knight_joker.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-IQ_FSVZOtOuPjsY7-LOxFrrBVB_4k4FQ1FBjoCwKA8OHpxfuCpgkhTda40JV8GsYh2J1ZW4U3j6U0mvS94VDhoTpuqgE5JEhR-7KDlnH-TsftaEtF2dXx7496NsVJ4f-ZY4yvw/s400/dark_knight_joker.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224537005473703250" border="0" /></a><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" >I really love this guy.<br />Unquestionably talented. Charming. An amazing actor.<br /><br />It was shocking and upsetting to learn about his death.<br />And it brought me even more skeptical thoughts and questions to have learned about the tragic ending of his life right after role playing 'The Joker' in "The Dark Knight" - 2008.<br /><br />To grasp the life of a psycho and dwell in such awful sadism; who feels no fear, who lives his life with no rules.<br />A 'clown' who casts a smile on faces with his razor wand.<br /><br />I tried fitting a foot</span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" > (in this case, I meant by only imagining)</span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" > into the shoe of this horrifying man, 'The Joker' - as an actor, and for the love of embracing different lives in one body- If it was I, to adopt such a maniacal character, it might be too overwhelming and empowering... I might</span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" > begin to know 'it' so well or worse, to actually fall in love with the other 'me' so much, even more than I ever knew myself and loved myself </span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" >so much that I doubt if I could ever retrieve myself from it ever again.<br /><br />I shivered in disturbance; yet disturbed by the cold loneliness.<br /><br />I sat back... and then straight up, eyes glued to the glowing screen in the dark hall, along with other audiences, whom were as concentrated in the movie... while clenching my fists and occasionally my teeth with more deep frowns on my forehead...<br /><br />I watched this demented villain throughout and till the end of the show filled with pain in my heart.<br /></span>Amanda Hohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527461576602548911noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29904395.post-87631317992797730512008-06-24T05:00:00.003+08:002008-06-24T05:14:39.123+08:00Fear<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">The flight's at 0810.<br /><br />So, that means I have to be there 45 mins before the check-in time closes.<br />I can't sleep last night. (well, if you consider heading off to bed half an hour before the time that I have to wake up is still called a 'sleep'? or rather... a nap?)<br /><br />*argh*<br /><br />I was in borders yesterday, killing my time away in the Gardens Mid Valley since I had no where else to go then and finished a short story from this book of ghost stories which I can't remember the name. By a Singaporean named Andrew Lim. And yes, I was thinking about the story all the time when I closed my eyes and I couldn't sleep TT (stupid me)<br /><br />So yea, this explains why I have gotten myself ready so early before time and had enough spare to time write on my blog XD *bah*<br /><br />Wish me a safe and fun trip to Langkawi y'all!<br />XD tata's~<br /></span></span>Amanda Hohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527461576602548911noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29904395.post-36840436436997853412008-06-20T17:29:00.006+08:002008-06-20T18:30:40.482+08:00Sketchy Sketches<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">I feel much better today.<br /><br />Thank you for those who have been wishing and sending me "Get well soon" smses and all XP (now it sounded so serious pulak)<br /><br />The fever has already subsided since yesterday, but the flu is still bad. Just hoping that the tonsils on my throat won't swell up again.<br />So I'm glad I managed to sketch something yesterday since it was raining heavily when I woke up so I didn't get to go online. I've been wanting to do that for soo long :)<br /><br />So here they are, some random simple sketches. </span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwbtZqlRhJiMWUSkY3g7GqHV_ALnMWCr2tKoHClVyy_IjO97-FE0PUXyx8rdD02d0t12xDfDRdau6Wbz1JnrtNnP9v3ul30iBVO81q-UnohWsXgznDuUxPRyTry6DM5JnDuuXiLQ/s1600-h/sketch+both.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwbtZqlRhJiMWUSkY3g7GqHV_ALnMWCr2tKoHClVyy_IjO97-FE0PUXyx8rdD02d0t12xDfDRdau6Wbz1JnrtNnP9v3ul30iBVO81q-UnohWsXgznDuUxPRyTry6DM5JnDuuXiLQ/s400/sketch+both.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213901154858972546" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">Didn't know what to draw and had nothing specific on my mind. Did what I used to do back in college :P copying.... bah. what else? TT<br /><br />I know I am no good in drawing using plain imagination. TT<br />Did the girl first, yes it's unfinished and I decided not to complete it :3<br /></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgig1fAN3UjpFD8CJ5CNZ1yvHRmUN02RooNZ2PdDaH8-6uZgh0iFtUXNe8x7RPZnXm3BJvUNvOi5hRxV_ttCdzW83d-48PzxjYwypoMz2Iktptb6ZALkYBx_EwAS-P4q9_TOAdLdw/s1600-h/sketch+girl.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgig1fAN3UjpFD8CJ5CNZ1yvHRmUN02RooNZ2PdDaH8-6uZgh0iFtUXNe8x7RPZnXm3BJvUNvOi5hRxV_ttCdzW83d-48PzxjYwypoMz2Iktptb6ZALkYBx_EwAS-P4q9_TOAdLdw/s400/sketch+girl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213901154575273218" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">Reference taken from an ad by Chloe, <a href="http://www.onpedder.com/pedderzine.html">Pedderzine</a> - No.2: Harmony - autumn/winter collection</span><br /><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Oh yea the arms looked funny too. At first it was too long and then they were too skinny I think XD<br />Yea lar the proportion structure sucks too.. XP So let's focus on their faces instead. XD<br /><span style="font-style: italic;"></span><br /></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxy89YbpqywvNRwu77Q-Bn9rExidvumt5Gph3Duqs7SWAM4YCdNL4CczENNRVn9Mhrn-iQ1bWhbkMB3qEqYIUL-txVaq_trSOIwyyDHUCVPRi3vRrQk0YLLF1bIJwIev65FiRIJA/s1600-h/sketch+man.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxy89YbpqywvNRwu77Q-Bn9rExidvumt5Gph3Duqs7SWAM4YCdNL4CczENNRVn9Mhrn-iQ1bWhbkMB3qEqYIUL-txVaq_trSOIwyyDHUCVPRi3vRrQk0YLLF1bIJwIev65FiRIJA/s400/sketch+man.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213901156521962178" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">Reference taken from magazine, <a href="http://flaunt.com/">Flaunt </a>| 86 - Before The Fall - Josh Harnett<br /><br /></span>And yes, this is 'suppose' to be Josh Harnett. XD and this is definitely a 'WIP' (work-in-progress) so I'll definitely finish it, yes. *nods*<br /><br /></span></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" ><span style="font-size:85%;">Artworks - adjusted lighting and colour on outlines in Photoshop CS2</span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span>Amanda Hohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527461576602548911noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29904395.post-38405879645608760662008-06-19T21:18:00.023+08:002008-06-20T02:37:53.674+08:00Mandy & Mandy; Mommy & Strawberries<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">To first cut-out all the disappointments and despair of the overall break I've been having... T.T let's not talk about how far and different the results have been from the expected and ruled-out p</span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">lan.<br /><br />Not forgetting to mention my loyal friend whom lingered for a good-long-period of time by </span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">the name of 'pyrexia' <span style="font-style: italic;">(also known as </span></span><b style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;">pyrexia</b><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >, from the Greek </span><i style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;">pyretos</i><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" > meaning fire, or a </span><b style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;">febrile response</b><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >, from the </span><a style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Latin" title="Latin">Latin</a><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" > word </span><i style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Febris" title="Febris">febris</a></i><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >, meaning</span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" > fever, and archaically known as </span><b style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;">ague</b><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >) - <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fever"><span style="font-weight: bold;">wikipedia</span></a></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-style: italic;"> </span>a.k.a 'fever'; in short, I was sick. And I still am. Thanks to the tonsils on my throat, the fever kept coming back.<br /><br />So it has not been very productive this break... but.. oh well, I did manage to visit Cameron Highlands, at least :P</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">Since it is actually where mom is from, so my aunt, uncle and my two cousin brothers are also the</span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">re. My eldest cousin brother Draven, was very hospitable the whole time. He brought us out for lunch, dinner a</span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">nd whatnot most of the time... and even introduced us to his girls XD but I only ma</span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">naged to snap photos of only one of</span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"> them... >< </span></span><span style="text-decoration: underline;font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieopbXNz8mpjkwYfoZTw-5mhyo62h-DxXrMkfCK1BxUpg17OUTbBfmqlb3AxuIPA0phMurEPZJVzqBEgtVaLYKEFKCHIpvR591My19gxPB8QETWx3T-npPFJgKq6tC5mjbfEUWEA/s1600-h/P4030134.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieopbXNz8mpjkwYfoZTw-5mhyo62h-DxXrMkfCK1BxUpg17OUTbBfmqlb3AxuIPA0phMurEPZJVzqBEgtVaLYKEFKCHIpvR591My19gxPB8QETWx3T-npPFJgKq6tC5mjbfEUWEA/s400/P4030134.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213650055599987026" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:georgia;">Aunty was carrying the mini poodle walking up hill in Strawberry Farm where mom and I was waiting for our Strawberry Waffle with Ice Cream.<br /></span></span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);">Mandy:</span> </span>(saw the dog and started shrieking) Eeee!!! SO cuuuuttte!! XD</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);">Mom:</span> Eeee!! Yeaa!! So obedient wan?? (looking at Aunt)</span></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:georgia;">Aunt:</span></span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:georgia;"> Yea.. she is quite the obedient one among the three. (there we</span></span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:georgia;">re 2 m</span></span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:georgia;">ore at their home)<br /></span></span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:georgia;">And then Aunt handed the dog to cousin brother.</span></span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);">Mandy: </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">Can I carry her?? Will she let me? (looking at Draven)</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);">Draven: </span>Yea, you can. She's fine :)</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:georgia;">Cuddling her happily until cousin brother started calling 'her' nam</span></span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">e...</span><br /></span></span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);">Draven:</span> Mandy~ Mandy~ Man-man...~</span></span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);">Mandy:</span> (face in horror) Mandy??!!!</span></span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);">Draven:</span> Yea... ??</span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);">Mandy:</span> o_O ... that would be my nameee~~~!!</span></span></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">And then everybody laughed.</span></span></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">Ha - ha.</span><br /></span></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUsv3ErAIxbRlFfZy1hCxvDWbTZsQY_SOkj0v6t5edn1JPoJC_ljxIYY1L_rnflM2QWGArgY6l1E6k4YX94TAUZRMDy8f6CAkuHsr8fbv2ls2FQozpCbZojaClkY5WHtDXjEPHTw/s1600-h/P4030131.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUsv3ErAIxbRlFfZy1hCxvDWbTZsQY_SOkj0v6t5edn1JPoJC_ljxIYY1L_rnflM2QWGArgY6l1E6k4YX94TAUZRMDy8f6CAkuHsr8fbv2ls2FQozpCbZojaClkY5WHtDXjEPHTw/s400/P4030131.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213650068452454514" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">Mandy & Mandy<br /></span><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-style: italic;">She was seriously using trying all her might to escape from me. Guess she didn't feel the 'connection' for sharing the same name like I did ><></span></span><br /></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgKbdSu2O2LeHC0npKs4Mx29uLdjugycto3JYzhKq5LTLXVdaLjsEegH5ndIM1Qx4gVA8UXY9anC2FAzg5yv94cgok4Wo-FMA8q-MwCdlhYkXbxlU8x5HYDdWGFzJU6fcBKiSqdA/s1600-h/P4030130.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgKbdSu2O2LeHC0npKs4Mx29uLdjugycto3JYzhKq5LTLXVdaLjsEegH5ndIM1Qx4gVA8UXY9anC2FAzg5yv94cgok4Wo-FMA8q-MwCdlhYkXbxlU8x5HYDdWGFzJU6fcBKiSqdA/s400/P4030130.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213652304958532434" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">The yummy but a little oh-too-sweet Strawberry Waffle with Ice Cream :3<br /></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGyQbX2v8WytfJsCdgtrTcq4uSJ7E8qYcyH2QSYwimSDpBy2yB6p2WirBeHpVufg1XMnIXfTqA_ZjadKLSZjvi8D6nE8D4fKAA4w00iou7sIz1l4VliYYJd4VkuBnb1sQ1_xipKQ/s1600-h/P4030124.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGyQbX2v8WytfJsCdgtrTcq4uSJ7E8qYcyH2QSYwimSDpBy2yB6p2WirBeHpVufg1XMnIXfTqA_ZjadKLSZjvi8D6nE8D4fKAA4w00iou7sIz1l4VliYYJd4VkuBnb1sQ1_xipKQ/s400/P4030124.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213652308278777554" border="0" /></a><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" >Mommy + Strawberry<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnhrw7JluI3J8qZK_9yVCnQivAX2Gtae3LtxgkUmXqXOkhVBueenqhlBSW-OaiZoYIfxBHYkWqsQOPlf8v5vHw0mldFxtrvRAHOBUUhDtKoeJDgfYzyis5cfHjACiydVk_3Hx4ew/s1600-h/P4030109.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnhrw7JluI3J8qZK_9yVCnQivAX2Gtae3LtxgkUmXqXOkhVBueenqhlBSW-OaiZoYIfxBHYkWqsQOPlf8v5vHw0mldFxtrvRAHOBUUhDtKoeJDgfYzyis5cfHjACiydVk_3Hx4ew/s400/P4030109.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213652316428066498" border="0" /></a><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" >Mandy + Strawberry</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIJxPFlK-1L2xY4cVHbc-_oaYn3nzUW2Cd3tqIXajKyAmcAe0pyN7UHI5psXo3uRjAdGfBxNEGcR539O29ygZKXNNnlA1y8B44JiKkOz0GhXrsgsEjrLeXYoZDq4D0teQTmfh_7A/s1600-h/P4030155.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIJxPFlK-1L2xY4cVHbc-_oaYn3nzUW2Cd3tqIXajKyAmcAe0pyN7UHI5psXo3uRjAdGfBxNEGcR539O29ygZKXNNnlA1y8B44JiKkOz0GhXrsgsEjrLeXYoZDq4D0teQTmfh_7A/s400/P4030155.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213654594256002898" border="0" /></a><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" >Hills of the Tea Plantation<br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTOdmSGwF5C8NpqxQbIATgdaKurXaM5P5BT_j_m37esrIGZ1SFtTXOfzB4u1M1TbZU3nKrsgsAgFyqetC7hyjywaytahaqcAeoIifWDB2w9F6KYJkXDpo9c5ZGYa54nSIR8WgjpA/s1600-h/P4030140.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTOdmSGwF5C8NpqxQbIATgdaKurXaM5P5BT_j_m37esrIGZ1SFtTXOfzB4u1M1TbZU3nKrsgsAgFyqetC7hyjywaytahaqcAeoIifWDB2w9F6KYJkXDpo9c5ZGYa54nSIR8WgjpA/s400/P4030140.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213654616939863826" border="0" /></a><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" >Mandy enjoying her windy ride. Apparently she loves it...<br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjA3F5raJACtj4bnUFBWJssyy0FeiGW07f6LWwpWW51SKwjfoCYgvPBZlyZ1H7EibmnqpgM_WxuXEAGvAyU3UEIdEnn9z4Y3yuknBqVlagm3C7IKnkUBYlbSWsDq9pND6nOZOM80A/s1600-h/P4030137.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjA3F5raJACtj4bnUFBWJssyy0FeiGW07f6LWwpWW51SKwjfoCYgvPBZlyZ1H7EibmnqpgM_WxuXEAGvAyU3UEIdEnn9z4Y3yuknBqVlagm3C7IKnkUBYlbSWsDq9pND6nOZOM80A/s400/P4030137.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213654656436828530" border="0" /></a><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" >Sooo much that if Aunt weren't there to hold on tight to her legs she would've performed a pretty good flying-dawg-off-the-tea-farm-hills and come rolling down.<br />*sarcastic hand-claps*</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimJP2aGM1-8vCTnB21TS28Egfj-eQBst2WHwmCLBRDQPUSl2lPxytMxEDpv5D1YetW5z2aHxSTAl9f7sws-zXjFV-lEx0pPVMEgRYp_5fMJfkEQof-0WAs_SRae5YiaW__wANQpQ/s1600-h/P4030157.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimJP2aGM1-8vCTnB21TS28Egfj-eQBst2WHwmCLBRDQPUSl2lPxytMxEDpv5D1YetW5z2aHxSTAl9f7sws-zXjFV-lEx0pPVMEgRYp_5fMJfkEQof-0WAs_SRae5YiaW__wANQpQ/s400/P4030157.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213656205099343794" border="0" /></a><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" >Mom, Me, Mandy & Aunt. (she just wouldn't look at the cam. *hmph*)<br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSt2AuQf72SzlbOET2K_Xp_Xi4c54VufmeG8eIVG6WRxaN2mHL5D_NhDhNZLYwMZZhfsfywivZFHjR-IqNWxA2KhepOnVnSLek1F49BiI6fkZVQwRQkjSNm1Tsyd0SJHzV8dnxGA/s1600-h/P4030104.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSt2AuQf72SzlbOET2K_Xp_Xi4c54VufmeG8eIVG6WRxaN2mHL5D_NhDhNZLYwMZZhfsfywivZFHjR-IqNWxA2KhepOnVnSLek1F49BiI6fkZVQwRQkjSNm1Tsyd0SJHzV8dnxGA/s400/P4030104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213656194927305282" border="0" /></a><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" >And this rather silly pic of me is taken by mom when she saw me doing yet another silly expression over the cooling environment which really made me very reluctant to move an inch out of my bed and blanket... not to even mention going into the shower TT</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><br /><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" >Oh well, overall it was a very pleasant trip. I love the weather so much I was a little reluctant to leave for the scorching hot KL. *sigh* but look at the bright side! Honestly, too much of the lovely weather over there... might only end up making me wanna eat more and MORE and more... and stay in bed allll day... so... maybe not that of a good idea after all :P<br /></span><br /><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" >Ahh! 11 more days and I'm back to work! T.T<br /></span><br /><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" >*wish me more luck? I'll need it*</span></span></span>Amanda Hohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527461576602548911noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29904395.post-68993162961515879862008-06-02T02:45:00.004+08:002008-06-02T03:52:57.928+08:00Message to Kitty: Bittersweet<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">Hey Kitty,<br /><br />It's wonderful to know that you're here again.<br /><br />It's been so long. But you know you're never forgotten.<br />Good to know that the connection is still there. The feeling, the effects, inner-transformation, an impossibly believable manifestation from an imagination.<br /><br />But it's strange how satisfying and melancholic it feels at the same time.<br /><br />So how long will you stay this time around?<br />Will you be gone for long after you leave again? Or will you be coming once in a while when I think of you most? Or.. will you be staying for good?<br />But it won't be a good idea, would it?<br /><br />Manda.<br /></span></span>Amanda Hohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527461576602548911noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29904395.post-57092408297489101142008-05-31T16:16:00.006+08:002008-05-31T17:26:59.388+08:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">I cannot believe it.<br /><br />I am really, officially on a One Whole Month's Break! XD<br /><br />What am I gonna do?! Where am I gonna go?! I have so many things speeding and flashing through my mind but just so do I have that much time and money to do all of them? Well maybe not... but still it's a good opportunity and well deserving treat after all that stress from studies and work before I head back to more to come right? :P<br /><br />Wish me luck! (and pray that I won't become broke and depressed again after over-spending in this unpaid month ><) *both fingers crossed* <br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:100%;">My Unbelievably Believable To-do List (Hopeful)</span><br /></span></span></span><br /><ol><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Trip/ Travel/ Soul Searching</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Take lotsa pics, write down what I see/ feel & experience on my 'Travel Journal"</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Write stories - own collection (help from Ciaee's illustrations? Collaboration?)</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Cooking & baking!</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Handicrafts & DIYs for friends and folks</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Paint/ draw/ design</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Solo shopping/ pampering</span></li><li style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Spring clean room & closet!</span></li><li style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Tune body clock and healthy living patterns</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Hit the gym already!</span><br /></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Bring Kei Kei for a day out (my student)</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Finish my books & novels =_=</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Bring Julius for walks more often! >< </span></li></ol>Amanda Hohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527461576602548911noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29904395.post-10073951487618420302008-05-28T00:03:00.007+08:002008-05-28T00:28:58.441+08:00The Worst City Names in the World<span style="font-size:85%;">*lol*<br /><br />Alright, maybe it's a little surprising to see 'this' appearing in my blog... but hey, I stumbled onto <a href="http://www.onmylist.com/category/travel/The_Worst_City_Names_in_the_World_1"><span style="font-weight: bold;">this</span></a> when I was browsing for city names by accident and it's just freakin' hilarious! And I just got to share with everyone right?<br /><br />They are the worst city names existing in the world. I don't know if they still do now, but oh well, who cares?! As long as they make me laugh! XD<br /><br />You HAVE to check this out. It'll make your day. I promise.<br />Enjoy! XD</span><br /><p class="MsoNormal"> </p><br /><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">1) </span><st1:place style="font-weight: bold;" st="on"><st1:city st="on">Cockburn</st1:city>, <st1:state st="on">Western Australia</st1:state></st1:place></span><o:p></o:p></span> </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><!-- begin : item body --> <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <!-- begin : item footer --> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;">Although this name is often pronounced "Coburn" by those who stand to lose from its awfulness, who actually reads that when they see this word? Oh, how it burns. <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <!-- end : item --><!-- begin : item --> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><!-- end : item footer --><!-- end : item body --> <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <h3><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Georgia;font-size:12;" ><!-- begin : item body --><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" >2) Twatt, Orkney, Shetland Islands, </span><span style="font-size:100%;"><st1:country-region style="font-weight: bold;" st="on"><st1:place st="on">Scotland</st1:place></st1:country-region></span> <o:p></o:p></span></span></h3> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"> <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <!-- begin : item footer --> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;">The Shetland Islands, pronounced "<st1:place st="on"><st1:placename st="on">Shitland</st1:placename> <st1:placetype st="on">Islands</st1:placetype></st1:place>" by the locals. Oh the pride... <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <!-- end : item --><!-- begin : item --> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><!-- end : item footer --><!-- end : item body --> <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <h3><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Georgia;font-size:12;" ><!-- begin : item body --><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" >3) </span><span style="font-size:100%;"><st1:place style="font-weight: bold;" st="on"><st1:city st="on">Taumatawhakatangihangakoauauotamateapok-<br />aiwhenuakitanatahu</st1:city>, <st1:country-region st="on">New Zealand</st1:country-region></st1:place></span> <o:p></o:p></span></span></h3> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"> <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <!-- begin : item footer --> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;">Locals call this hill in Hawke's Bay "Taumata" because... Well. Just because. <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <!-- end : item --><!-- begin : item --> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><!-- end : item footer --><!-- end : item body --> <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <h3><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Georgia;font-size:12;" ><!-- begin : item body --><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" >4) </span><span style="font-size:100%;"><st1:place style="font-weight: bold;" st="on"><st1:city st="on">Muff</st1:city>, <st1:country-region st="on">Ireland</st1:country-region></st1:place></span> <o:p></o:p></span></span></h3> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"> <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <!-- begin : item footer --> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;">They have a town called Muff. Har har har. <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <!-- end : item --><!-- begin : item --> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><!-- end : item footer --><!-- end : item body --> <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <h3><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Georgia;font-size:12;" ><!-- begin : item body --><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" >5) </span><span style="font-size:100%;"><st1:place style="font-weight: bold;" st="on"><st1:city st="on">Looneyville</st1:city>, <st1:state st="on">Texas</st1:state>, <st1:country-region st="on">United States</st1:country-region></st1:place></span> <o:p></o:p></span></span></h3> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"> <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <!-- begin : item footer --> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;">Little Looneyville was named for storekeeper John Looney in the early 1870s. But who gives a shit. This is a hilarious name for a town in the state that brought us Dallas, the Bush Twins and <st1:city st="on"><st1:place st="on">Waco</st1:place></st1:city>. How awkward must that be when you go to college? "Hey guys, my name's Johnny and I'm from Looneyville!" <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <!-- end : item --><!-- begin : item --> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><!-- end : item footer --><!-- end : item body --> <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <h3><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Georgia;font-size:12;" ><!-- begin : item body --><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" >6) </span><span style="font-size:100%;"><st1:city style="font-weight: bold;" st="on">Titty Hill</st1:city></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" >, </span><span style="font-size:100%;"><st1:country-region style="font-weight: bold;" st="on">Sussex</st1:country-region></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" >, </span><span style="font-size:100%;"><st1:country-region style="font-weight: bold;" st="on"><st1:place st="on">England</st1:place></st1:country-region></span> <o:p></o:p></span></span></h3> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"> <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <!-- begin : item footer --> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;">Falling squarely into the extensive Stupid Place Names From England category, Titty Hill is probably located just north of... <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <!-- end : item --><!-- begin : item --> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><!-- end : item footer --><!-- end : item body --> <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <h3><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Georgia;font-size:12;" ><!-- begin : item body --><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" >7) </span><span style="font-size:100%;"><st1:city style="font-weight: bold;" st="on">Thong</st1:city></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" >, </span><span style="font-size:100%;"><st1:country-region style="font-weight: bold;" st="on">Kent</st1:country-region></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" >, </span><span style="font-size:100%;"><st1:country-region style="font-weight: bold;" st="on"><st1:place st="on">England</st1:place></st1:country-region></span> <o:p></o:p></span></span></h3> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"> <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <!-- begin : item footer --> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;">Which actually is south-east of... <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <!-- end : item --><!-- begin : item --> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><!-- end : item footer --><!-- end : item body --> <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <h3><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Georgia;font-size:12;" ><!-- begin : item body --><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" >8) </span><span style="font-size:100%;"><st1:city style="font-weight: bold;" st="on">Gravesend</st1:city></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" >, </span><span style="font-size:100%;"><st1:country-region style="font-weight: bold;" st="on">Kent</st1:country-region></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" >, </span><span style="font-size:100%;"><st1:country-region style="font-weight: bold;" st="on"><st1:place st="on">England</st1:place></st1:country-region></span> <o:p></o:p></span></span></h3> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"> <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <!-- begin : item footer --> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;">Oh, come on, <st1:country-region st="on"><st1:place st="on">England</st1:place></st1:country-region>. Graves End? What a nasty, depressing little name. You could have at least gone all the way with this one and called it Corpse Feet. <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <!-- end : item --><!-- begin : item --> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><!-- end : item footer --><!-- end : item body --> <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <h3><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Georgia;font-size:12;" ><!-- begin : item body --><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" >9) Wetwang, </span><span style="font-size:100%;"><st1:place style="font-weight: bold;" st="on">Yorkshire</st1:place></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" >... yep! </span><span style="font-size:100%;"><st1:country-region style="font-weight: bold;" st="on"><st1:place st="on">England</st1:place></st1:country-region></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" > again!</span> <o:p></o:p></span></span></h3> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"> <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <!-- begin : item footer --> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;">Okay, so I'll cut <st1:country-region st="on"><st1:place st="on">England</st1:place></st1:country-region> some slack. It's an old country. You know, if the <st1:country-region st="on">United States</st1:country-region> is Google, then <st1:country-region st="on"><st1:place st="on">England</st1:place></st1:country-region> is IBM. Their country is older than freakin dirt. They can't be blamed for having names that sound funny in 2007. But this is kind of ridiculous. Wetwang? I'm surprised they don't have towns called Squishy Vagina or Infected Scrotum. <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <!-- end : item --><!-- begin : item --> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><!-- end : item footer --><!-- end : item body --> <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <h3><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Georgia;font-size:12;" ><!-- begin : item body --><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" >10) </span><span style="font-size:100%;"><st1:place style="font-weight: bold;" st="on"><st1:city st="on">Spread Eagle</st1:city>, <st1:state st="on">Wisconsin</st1:state></st1:place></span> <o:p></o:p></span></span></h3> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"> <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <!-- begin : item footer --> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;">If I were mayor of Spread Eagle, I'd be making diplomatic advances towards the city leaders over in Wetwang to form a Sister-City relationship. Or maybe more of a Platonic-Friends-City relationship. After that, we'd just take thing slow and see what happened. <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <!-- end : item --><!-- begin : item --> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><!-- end : item footer --><!-- end : item body --> <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <h3><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Georgia;font-size:12;" ><!-- begin : item body --><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" >11) Bald </span><span style="font-size:100%;"><st1:place style="font-weight: bold;" st="on"><st1:city st="on">Knob</st1:city>, <st1:state st="on">Arkansas</st1:state>, <st1:country-region st="on">United States</st1:country-region></st1:place></span> <o:p></o:p></span></span></h3> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"> <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <!-- begin : item footer --> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;">Well, I guess it's better than Hairy Knob. I assume <st1:country-region st="on"><st1:place st="on">England</st1:place></st1:country-region> already has that one covered. <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <!-- end : item --><!-- begin : item --> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><!-- end : item footer --><!-- end : item body --> <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <h3><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Georgia;font-size:12;" ><!-- begin : item body --><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" >12) </span><span style="font-size:100%;"><st1:city style="font-weight: bold;" st="on">Cockup</st1:city></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" >, </span><span style="font-size:100%;"><st1:country-region style="font-weight: bold;" st="on">Cumbria</st1:country-region></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" >, </span><span style="font-size:100%;"><st1:country-region style="font-weight: bold;" st="on"><st1:place st="on">England</st1:place></st1:country-region></span> <o:p></o:p></span></span></h3> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"> <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <!-- begin : item footer --> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><st1:country-region st="on"><span style="font-family:Georgia;">Cumbria</span></st1:country-region><span style="font-family:Georgia;"> is a county in the very north-west of <st1:country-region st="on"><st1:place st="on">England</st1:place></st1:country-region>. What the backwoods of <st1:state st="on">Alabama</st1:state> are to <st1:country-region st="on">America</st1:country-region> is what <st1:country-region st="on">Cumbria</st1:country-region> is to <st1:country-region st="on"><st1:place st="on">Britain</st1:place></st1:country-region>. They talk funny up there. Thus, it isn't thoroughly surprising that they have a town called Cockup. What do you call someone from this place? A Cockupper? Cockupeleite? Cockuppian? Cockupican? I suppose it's mildly better than Wetwangger. <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <!-- end : item --><!-- begin : item --> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><!-- end : item footer --><!-- end : item body --> <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <h3><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Georgia;font-size:12;" ><!-- begin : item body --><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" >13) Whiskey Dick Mountain, Washington State, United States</span> <o:p></o:p></span></span></h3> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"> <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <!-- begin : item footer --> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;">As hard as America tries, it can't compete with Britain's high standards. This was a good effort, though. Well done, Washington. <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <!-- end : item --><!-- begin : item --> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><!-- end : item footer --><!-- end : item body --> <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <h3><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Georgia;font-size:12;" ><!-- begin : item body --><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" >14) Hookersville, West Virginia</span> <o:p></o:p></span></span></h3> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"> <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <!-- begin : item footer --> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;">Undoubtedly named before "hooker" meant "prostitute who picks men up on street corners," Hookersville combines two crimes of place-naming. One, a dirty sounding adjective (they couldn't have chosen "Pleasant"? "Sunny"? "Happy"?) And two, they added "ville" to the end of the town's name. Affixing "ville" to the end of a town's name is like dressing your silly little dog in a cardigan and letting him carry his leash around in his mouth. It just makes the poor animal look stupid. <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <!-- end : item --><!-- begin : item --> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><!-- end : item footer --><!-- end : item body --> <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <h3><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Georgia;font-size:12;" ><!-- begin : item body --><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" >15) Hell, Michigan, United States</span> <o:p></o:p></span></span></h3> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"> <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <!-- begin : item footer --> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;">The people in this town at least seem to have a good sense of humor about their home's unfortunate name. Although, I'm sure there's some midwestern idiots in Hell who get all offended and defensive when the town shows up on lists like this. I'm looking forward to reading their insightful emails and comments. <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <!-- end : item --><!-- begin : item --> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><!-- end : item footer --><!-- end : item body --> <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <h3><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Georgia;font-size:12;" ><!-- begin : item body --><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" >16) Toad Suck, Arkansas, United States</span> <o:p></o:p></span></span></h3> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"> <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <!-- begin : item footer --> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;">So that's what they do down in the big AR. <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <!-- end : item --><!-- begin : item --> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><!-- end : item footer --><!-- end : item body --> <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <h3><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Georgia;font-size:12;" ><!-- begin : item body --><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" >17) Middelfart, Denmark</span> <o:p></o:p></span></span></h3> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"> <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <!-- begin : item footer --> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;">I guess it's not so funny to them, but how do we know that "Seattle" doesn't mean "Big Fat Stinking Turd" in Danish? That's right, we don't. And it probably does. <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <!-- end : item --><!-- begin : item --> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"> <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <h3><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Georgia;font-size:12;" ><!-- begin : item body --><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" >18) Horneytown, North Carolina, United States</span> <o:p></o:p></span></span></h3> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"> <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <!-- begin : item footer --> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;">Its proximity to Hookersville, West Virginia is no coincidence. I also assume that, like Hookersville, the naming of Horneytown took place before "horney" meant "aching for a hot piece of ass" with an extra "e". But I'm starting to wonder why, pride and tradition aside, the townspeople in these little places never saw it fit to change their homes' names? Do they enjoy being ridiculed by the entire English-speaking world? <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <!-- end : item --><!-- begin : item --> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><!-- end : item footer --><!-- end : item body --> <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <h3><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Georgia;font-size:12;" ><!-- begin : item body --><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" >19) Shitterton, Dorset, England</span> <o:p></o:p></span></span></h3> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"> <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <!-- begin : item footer --> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;">I wonder if they bleep out the first part of Shitterton's name if it's mentioned on the Disney Channel? <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <!-- end : item --><!-- begin : item --> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><!-- end : item footer --><!-- end : item body --> <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <h3><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Georgia;font-size:12;" ><!-- begin : item body --><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" >20) Disappointment, Kentucky, United States</span> <o:p></o:p></span></span></h3> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"> <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <!-- begin : item footer --> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;">Le sigh. Never mind. You live in a small town in Kentucky. At least it was appropriately named. <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <!-- end : item --><!-- begin : item --> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><!-- end : item footer --><!-- end : item body --> <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <h3><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Georgia;font-size:12;" ><!-- begin : item body --><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" >21) Fucking, Austria</span> <o:p></o:p></span></span></h3> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"> <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <!-- begin : item footer --> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;">The idiots who live in Fucking, Austria had a vote in 2004 to determine whether or not they should change the town's name, and you know what they did? They voted against it, preferring instead to put up with international ridicule, numerous stolen road-signs and horrific Google results.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><!-- end : item footer --><!-- end : item body --><!-- end : item --><!-- begin : item --> <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <!-- begin : item body --> <h3><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Georgia;font-size:12;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" >22) Last but not least: Whakapapa</span> <o:p></o:p></span></span></h3> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"> </span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <!-- begin : item footer --> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Why is this the worst place name in the world? In Maori, the native language of New Zealand, the "wh" sound is pronounced "f". Say it aloud in your office and see what happens.</span></span></p><br /><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" >p/s: Ooh guess what?? There's <a href="http://www.keepersoflists.org/index.php?lid=3864"><span style="font-weight: bold;">more</span></a>!</span><br /><span style="font-family:Georgia;"> <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"> <o:p></o:p></span></p>Amanda Hohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527461576602548911noreply@blogger.com2