<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6242383259731293073</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Tue, 15 Dec 2009 09:02:06 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Avie's Psycho Ward</title><description></description><link>http://avieamber.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>avanpiper@gmail.com (avieamber)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>558</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6242383259731293073.post-8094458086399153122</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Dec 2009 08:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-15T17:02:06.253+08:00</atom:updated><title>proud to be sarawakian</title><description>Today we went to Cultural Village, let's see, it's been...10 years? or more that I last stepped into that place. If my friend wasn't here for visiting, I don't think I would've gone in the years to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, when I was walking along the trails, climbing the traditional wooden bark stairs, admiring the motifs, clothes, the feathers of the warrior's hats, sape, caklempong, music and etc...it reminds me of our olden school days where there were always the traditional music playing in the hall and then on special occasions there would be dancers on stage showcasing their dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as I was sorta explaining some stuffs to my friend together with my parents, seeing the workers there demonstrating, I suddenly felt this strong sense of pride and just how special and unique our state is. The theater performance is great, the hall has obviously been upgraded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's good to see my friend (from Johor) admiring our culture here. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So damn tired now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6242383259731293073-8094458086399153122?l=avieamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://avieamber.blogspot.com/2009/12/proud-to-be-sarawakian.html</link><author>avanpiper@gmail.com (avieamber)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6242383259731293073.post-4923730739442368742</guid><pubDate>Sat, 12 Dec 2009 10:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-12T22:30:28.421+08:00</atom:updated><title>the tree hill</title><description>I think I did mention how I might abandon this series because the two biggest stars are gone (remember Lucas Scott and Peyton Sawyer) yeah...but see, I was a fan of the show so it's just hard to let go off it, even though they start putting in new characters and having a whole new plot. So, let's recap the end of Season 6 and the changes they have made in Season 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyNuprSrmfI/AAAAAAAAG18/IwpEglDN20U/s1600-h/snapshot20091212182039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyNuprSrmfI/AAAAAAAAG18/IwpEglDN20U/s400/snapshot20091212182039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414292839304239602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the 2nd last ep of S6, we saw Lucas and Peyton finally, FINALLY, and i really do mean, FINALLY getting married over the turbulent years of utter confusion and drama &gt;.&gt; To tell the truth, it was always between Brooke and Peyton with Lucas. You know the whole triangle love thingy that kinda got on my nerves. It's like geez, make up your minds, people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, am I happy to see them together in the end, without Brooke or anybody else in the picture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am. I was kinda rooting for them all along, even when they've had major misadventures but they were moving towards the same destination and to see this, I was definitely delighted. Oh, Brooke can find someone else xD She always does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Peyton was pregnant and it's sweet of her to name the child, Sawyer Brooke Scott. (Long name? but Sawyer sounds fine for me). And Brooke became Aunt Brooke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, it wasn't clear where they went, they just simply mention them leaving Tree Hill and they are absolutely gone by Season 7. It's sad definitely. And for a fan who's devoted to them for many years, I was doubting my decision to continue. But for the sake of the remaining casts, I'm watching, no matter how weird the storyline gets but then again, it's not like it has never happened before in past seasons. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's up with the old school?&lt;br /&gt;So, there are Nathan and Haley who has moved into a much bigger house since Nathan successfully joined some bigshot basketball team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyNxhlsh-rI/AAAAAAAAG2U/o7zDQ8HLKfY/s1600-h/snapshot20091212181047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyNxhlsh-rI/AAAAAAAAG2U/o7zDQ8HLKfY/s400/snapshot20091212181047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414295998897978034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Haley's progressing well with her own dream, as a singer. And they have a great child! So what else should they compain? Of course they have their ups and downs too, take for example when Nathan was accused of fathering a child during his tour when he got drunk. Yeah, but they sorted it out. And then there's this problem of him not being able to join the Bobcats for NBA after the whole scandal. *I should not elaborate too much* Basically, they're enjoying the family life. And they seem to be the only ones being STABLE in the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what about Nathan's evil dad? Dan Scott has always been the black star in the show, and he's proud of it. He was the evil man! And he's good at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyN06EgAUzI/AAAAAAAAG2s/JKGit_hTcfs/s1600-h/onetreehill1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyN06EgAUzI/AAAAAAAAG2s/JKGit_hTcfs/s400/onetreehill1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414299718018683698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It has always confused me to the max as to how the hell this guy can get away from a cold blooded murder like that. I mean, he confessed to have shot his older brother at point blank to almost EVERYONE. So why is he getting away with it and oh, still making money out of it too. See, because he was in a really hellish point of his life when he met none other than Rachel (remember the girl who caused the death of Lucas's uh...uncle I think in S3 or 4 I forgot.) anyways, she was a stripper in this club and then met him and brought him up to the surface by doing this show on redemption...bla bla bla...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyN06kn-TSI/AAAAAAAAG20/DByzHBL10y8/s1600-h/onetreehill2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyN06kn-TSI/AAAAAAAAG20/DByzHBL10y8/s400/onetreehill2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414299726642040098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They got rich after that and I almost puked when they got married. I was like " What the f**k" but I guess, from their circumstances, things happen along the way. but yeah...weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyN6yzgDemI/AAAAAAAAG3M/ezlCSZhNhBs/s1600-h/snapshot20091212185430.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyN6yzgDemI/AAAAAAAAG3M/ezlCSZhNhBs/s400/snapshot20091212185430.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414306190266169954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brooke!!! This new Brooke is really amazing to watch, i mean, from this really bitchy gal in highschool turns a new leaf and becomes so much sweeter and nicer and responsible. It's so sad that she can't get pregnant, dang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So who are the new members?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyNwl1ykMOI/AAAAAAAAG2E/bwPaXbwX-z0/s1600-h/one+tree+hillS7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyNwl1ykMOI/AAAAAAAAG2E/bwPaXbwX-z0/s400/one+tree+hillS7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414294972426105058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Meet Quinn, a freelance photographer (I think, don't count me on that), the younger sister of Haley James. she was I think mentioned couple of times before in previous seasons but we never get to see her appear until now, and since Lucas and Peyton are gone, why not bring her in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good natured gal, married but having doubts as according to her, her hubby has changed into a person she doesn't remember loving anymore. I can't find anything wrong with her really, she's definitely like her sister, belonging to the protagonist group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyNxhSS5QPI/AAAAAAAAG2M/v6wBrBzjHF8/s1600-h/OTHS7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyNxhSS5QPI/AAAAAAAAG2M/v6wBrBzjHF8/s400/OTHS7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414295993690177778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next! Comes this new guy, who works as Nathan's agent----&gt; Clay&lt;br /&gt;So what's the problem with him? his first impression? He's neither good or evil. In fact, I was so damn certain that he has something evil behind his back and when he's with nathan, he's putting up a mask and be this good guy and hardworking. But oh my, I was wrong to have judged him that way T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently he has a pretty sad past. spoilers ahead: * dead girlfriend* And he was hallucinating and practically having conversations with this dead girlfriend of his in some episodes where, I was fooled by it in the 1st place. I thought he was having this random gal in his house for one night stands and stuffs ya know, but like afterwards, I was blown by it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyNzeqnnpHI/AAAAAAAAG2c/xr5uJb8VLIk/s1600-h/snapshot20091212184116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyNzeqnnpHI/AAAAAAAAG2c/xr5uJb8VLIk/s400/snapshot20091212184116.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414298147703202930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So who plays his past girlfriend who has been haunting him and breaking his poor heart? Meet Sara (Amanda Schull) who appears in several episodes every now and then just to bring back his memories and explains to viewers as to why he was acting strange and seems so lonely sometimes. It was sad, and I really felt sorry for him at that time. Ok, enough of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who else is new?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit of a deja vu, anyone? Remember how Brooke Davis was this sexy, charming and a bit slutty cheerleader back in the days? alright, so here comes another one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex Dupre, an actress who is hired by Brooke to model for her clothing line, Clothes over Bros.&lt;br /&gt;So what's her story? Let's see, a former drug addict, spent some time in the center trying to sober up, and then what innocent Brooke doesn't know is how she's still into drugs and trying to seduce her producer boyfriend, Julian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyN2nw_3RHI/AAAAAAAAG3E/b1eqa8kpXtM/s1600-h/snapshot20091212185440.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyN2nw_3RHI/AAAAAAAAG3E/b1eqa8kpXtM/s400/snapshot20091212185440.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414301602569208946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't really like her much when she first appeared honestly but like Clay, she has her past and once you get to know her more, you feel sympathy. In fact, if she is sober all the time and not getting drunk with booze, she'd really make an excellent model and a friend too. Because I'm sure without Peyton around, Brooke must've been lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyN11nauA_I/AAAAAAAAG28/sGpEz7E8OLY/s1600-h/snapshot20091212185030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyN11nauA_I/AAAAAAAAG28/sGpEz7E8OLY/s400/snapshot20091212185030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414300741004035058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But well, love and relationship sometimes is confusing and between work and love, Alex seems to have mixed them up and poor Julian is always caught in the middle of both Brooke and Alex's catfight. and the end result? This is the aftermath when Julian stormed into Alex's apartment and warned her to stay away and clarified once and for all that he's not going to ever fall in love with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, just fyi, the actress who plays Alex here is the same as the one playing Portia in 90210. (I don't watch that show though I have the whole season in my laptop @_@).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyN05oj5j6I/AAAAAAAAG2k/TynrTPqo3sM/s1600-h/snapshot20091212181222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyN05oj5j6I/AAAAAAAAG2k/TynrTPqo3sM/s400/snapshot20091212181222.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414299710518824866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so uhmm....this is one character I shall go on looking out for from now on, it's getting interesting. Though she may have interfered with Julian and Brooke's relationship but I think Brooke has serious issues of trust &gt;.&gt; So I'm all for Julian in this case. I mean, he's just being nice to a friend, trying to help her get out of whatever addiction she has, and yes, he may not have spent enough time with Brooke but c'mon, if Julian IS the guy for her, then, he WILL stick with her right? i can't believe I'm defending Alex lolz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, Season 7 do have its charm and surprises so as an avid fan, I will follow the show.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6242383259731293073-4923730739442368742?l=avieamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://avieamber.blogspot.com/2009/12/tree-hill.html</link><author>avanpiper@gmail.com (avieamber)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyNuprSrmfI/AAAAAAAAG18/IwpEglDN20U/s72-c/snapshot20091212182039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6242383259731293073.post-1673376503215622991</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 Dec 2009 11:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-10T20:45:56.675+08:00</atom:updated><title>Window of the World, Shenzen</title><description>Admission fee: RMB220 (~ RM115)&lt;br /&gt;It's basically this huge landscape that contains the various landmarks in the world. We were greeted with this triangular shaped (piramid-like) structure we see in Paris, in front of Louvre Museum, also featured in the Da Vinci Code movie. Somehow this also functions as a subway beneath the highway lolz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyDhoGai9PI/AAAAAAAAGyk/-Cg99e1gswE/s1600-h/4633.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyDhoGai9PI/AAAAAAAAGyk/-Cg99e1gswE/s400/4633.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413574831132308722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's this miniature Eiffel Tower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyDiKL-CVTI/AAAAAAAAGy0/sCgC0ZvZf4E/s1600-h/shenzen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyDiKL-CVTI/AAAAAAAAGy0/sCgC0ZvZf4E/s400/shenzen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413575416738895154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An example of a Japanese garden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyDiZ6orB-I/AAAAAAAAGy8/Xtur3RN4Y88/s1600-h/shenzen2698.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyDiZ6orB-I/AAAAAAAAGy8/Xtur3RN4Y88/s400/shenzen2698.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413575686963791842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Taj Mahal...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyDi06LZmbI/AAAAAAAAGzE/E0fX21c9PJI/s1600-h/shenzen2720.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyDi06LZmbI/AAAAAAAAGzE/E0fX21c9PJI/s400/shenzen2720.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413576150697482674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot what this building was though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyDi9jIUyXI/AAAAAAAAGzM/F9ok8rfvb_U/s1600-h/shenzen2727.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyDi9jIUyXI/AAAAAAAAGzM/F9ok8rfvb_U/s400/shenzen2727.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413576299129391474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Also, there's piramid from Egypt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyDjNj2QbyI/AAAAAAAAGzU/kzz-1DV-mGY/s1600-h/shenzen4724.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyDjNj2QbyI/AAAAAAAAGzU/kzz-1DV-mGY/s400/shenzen4724.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413576574199951138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I like the reflection on the pond...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyDk5f1ScvI/AAAAAAAAGzk/Xtro5JQ5HO8/s1600-h/shenzen2754.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyDk5f1ScvI/AAAAAAAAGzk/Xtro5JQ5HO8/s400/shenzen2754.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413578428548018930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyDkFFnb8GI/AAAAAAAAGzc/pfgeFFAV6Fk/s1600-h/shenzen2745.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyDkFFnb8GI/AAAAAAAAGzc/pfgeFFAV6Fk/s400/shenzen2745.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413577528157401186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another miniature Niagara Falls xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyDl5QLXmQI/AAAAAAAAGzs/lxObmraYEtI/s1600-h/shenzen2783.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyDl5QLXmQI/AAAAAAAAGzs/lxObmraYEtI/s400/shenzen2783.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413579523857291522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They even have that carved faces of Mount Rushmore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyDmOh6DoyI/AAAAAAAAGz0/OyYvroLeiEg/s1600-h/shenzen2794.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyDmOh6DoyI/AAAAAAAAGz0/OyYvroLeiEg/s400/shenzen2794.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413579889393771298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyDmwKBZU4I/AAAAAAAAGz8/6lR5a5ocGb0/s1600-h/shenzen2734.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyDmwKBZU4I/AAAAAAAAGz8/6lR5a5ocGb0/s400/shenzen2734.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413580467097654146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyDnWMAQveI/AAAAAAAAG0M/lVFJXKyzMqI/s1600-h/shenzen2862.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyDnWMAQveI/AAAAAAAAG0M/lVFJXKyzMqI/s400/shenzen2862.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413581120464797154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Statue of Liberty &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyDnB4nzonI/AAAAAAAAG0E/JdC_rDOkjvI/s1600-h/shenzen2824.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyDnB4nzonI/AAAAAAAAG0E/JdC_rDOkjvI/s400/shenzen2824.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413580771664568946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyDoS3FJyhI/AAAAAAAAG0c/5m13lyiiw4E/s1600-h/shenzen4829.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyDoS3FJyhI/AAAAAAAAG0c/5m13lyiiw4E/s400/shenzen4829.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413582162820188690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyDoysZFixI/AAAAAAAAG0k/XuG4DTaEm74/s1600-h/shenzen2902.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyDoysZFixI/AAAAAAAAG0k/XuG4DTaEm74/s400/shenzen2902.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413582709706820370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyDpCqKlGyI/AAAAAAAAG0s/F53rezCMHzI/s1600-h/shenzen2865.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyDpCqKlGyI/AAAAAAAAG0s/F53rezCMHzI/s400/shenzen2865.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413582983987010338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyDrJ9xapMI/AAAAAAAAG00/hATK-ndizrw/s1600-h/shenzen4727.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyDrJ9xapMI/AAAAAAAAG00/hATK-ndizrw/s400/shenzen4727.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413585308532516034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lastly, at this garden of Roman statues, there are Hercules, and various Roman gods...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyDs3ykHrDI/AAAAAAAAG1M/FJAT8w444zA/s1600-h/shenzen4793.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyDs3ykHrDI/AAAAAAAAG1M/FJAT8w444zA/s400/shenzen4793.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413587195309567026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't even ask why that old man is ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyDswtQ1WWI/AAAAAAAAG1E/qNpEBqHSKIg/s1600-h/shenzen4798.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyDswtQ1WWI/AAAAAAAAG1E/qNpEBqHSKIg/s400/shenzen4798.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413587073627412834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if this statue would have been able to go through the customs here lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyDrz9qmFLI/AAAAAAAAG08/zUOqnqeZYgY/s1600-h/shenzen4776.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyDrz9qmFLI/AAAAAAAAG08/zUOqnqeZYgY/s400/shenzen4776.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413586030058411186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I'm not a pervert but it's just natural instinct yeah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6242383259731293073-1673376503215622991?l=avieamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://avieamber.blogspot.com/2009/12/window-of-world-shenzen.html</link><author>avanpiper@gmail.com (avieamber)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyDhoGai9PI/AAAAAAAAGyk/-Cg99e1gswE/s72-c/4633.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6242383259731293073.post-8070205101937907628</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 Dec 2009 11:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-10T19:42:52.561+08:00</atom:updated><title>Guongzhou</title><description>Third day, we moved to Guongzhou from Zhuhai and stayed a night there. We went to Sun Yat Sen's Memorial Park. I think it's called that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyDbSJnIZOI/AAAAAAAAGx0/QFhJeTY1Jo0/s1600-h/guongzhou4516.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyDbSJnIZOI/AAAAAAAAGx0/QFhJeTY1Jo0/s400/guongzhou4516.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413567856963511522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyDbSfP6GqI/AAAAAAAAGx8/m_J09h3aInQ/s1600-h/guongzhou4519.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyDbSfP6GqI/AAAAAAAAGx8/m_J09h3aInQ/s400/guongzhou4519.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413567862771686050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon me for not knowing his history, I mean, of course I've heard if him and that he's China's pride and all, but the details? Nah...so I was basically enjoying the view and good weather. It was a very windy day though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyDbmaEXgqI/AAAAAAAAGyE/EYarAikcODQ/s1600-h/4542.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 361px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyDbmaEXgqI/AAAAAAAAGyE/EYarAikcODQ/s400/4542.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413568204978487970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyDbmvhiOeI/AAAAAAAAGyM/T5J_xQJED9k/s1600-h/2656.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 172px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyDbmvhiOeI/AAAAAAAAGyM/T5J_xQJED9k/s400/2656.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413568210737969634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, Guongzhou's mascot. The Five Lambs statue. It was magnificent, they're cute! xD  There was this little one that is sucking the mother's *tits* haha...cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyDcBTZF8DI/AAAAAAAAGyc/ZuDvDG6W9_Q/s1600-h/4556.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 272px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyDcBTZF8DI/AAAAAAAAGyc/ZuDvDG6W9_Q/s400/4556.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413568667042836530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyDcAytNncI/AAAAAAAAGyU/OWXfrDWwHAY/s1600-h/4567.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 145px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyDcAytNncI/AAAAAAAAGyU/OWXfrDWwHAY/s400/4567.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413568658268855746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mountain Dew drink...&gt;.&gt; Then we went to this place where China's famous uh...General I think, laid to rest. He was known for his attempt to stop the use of drugs and tobacco but then after he revealed the one person behind everything (apparently it was the Emperor's brother) he was exiled to somewhere in the Middle East and then died there. I'm not sure whether they moved his ashes back here or sth..but that was kinda sad, how he fought hard to cleanse China but then being treated like rubbish afterwards. sigh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6242383259731293073-8070205101937907628?l=avieamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://avieamber.blogspot.com/2009/12/guongzhou.html</link><author>avanpiper@gmail.com (avieamber)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyDbSJnIZOI/AAAAAAAAGx0/QFhJeTY1Jo0/s72-c/guongzhou4516.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6242383259731293073.post-3187308701528772747</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 Dec 2009 03:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-10T11:59:07.401+08:00</atom:updated><title>Zhuhai, China</title><description>Our first day of the trip, we went to Zhuhai from Macau, HK. Zhuhai is a seaside town and the mascot* is this lady with the Pearl. If you go wiki, you'll find the legend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyBr2q4fGMI/AAAAAAAAGwM/SQYQdtd24o4/s1600-h/zhuhai4394.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyBr2q4fGMI/AAAAAAAAGwM/SQYQdtd24o4/s400/zhuhai4394.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413445339067652290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then we went to this park, took the cable car, it's open air kinda ride which is my first, so that's nice xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyBr2Lc8rTI/AAAAAAAAGwE/-OhJeoN2cz4/s1600-h/zhuhai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyBr2Lc8rTI/AAAAAAAAGwE/-OhJeoN2cz4/s400/zhuhai.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413445330630651186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That guy on the right was our guide btw...hehe xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyBtdo597qI/AAAAAAAAGws/lp7s1epkps4/s1600-h/zhuhai1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyBtdo597qI/AAAAAAAAGws/lp7s1epkps4/s400/zhuhai1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413447108063522466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For lunch, we went to this shop in an underground market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyBr29w2IyI/AAAAAAAAGwU/LC3PSWAbJ38/s1600-h/zhuhai4430.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyBr29w2IyI/AAAAAAAAGwU/LC3PSWAbJ38/s400/zhuhai4430.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413445344135881506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just an example of the food we had there. Food, especially bread, is really really really cheap there. It's like half of our price here!!!~ I mean, the cake that will usually be sold for say...30+ will only be around 15-20 bucks there. That's cheap. It's like heaven in the bakery as we browsed through the wide selection of cakes and buns, mostly were Japanese styled too xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyBsWuo9vKI/AAAAAAAAGwk/Pu7zFzBkvi0/s1600-h/zhuhai_4436.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 290px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyBsWuo9vKI/AAAAAAAAGwk/Pu7zFzBkvi0/s400/zhuhai_4436.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413445889832107170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyBsWbT7seI/AAAAAAAAGwc/qhe7vl7oniI/s1600-h/zhuhai2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 288px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyBsWbT7seI/AAAAAAAAGwc/qhe7vl7oniI/s400/zhuhai2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413445884643619298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After meal, we then rode for like an hour plus till we reach a place called Donguan I think...I can't remember but it's on the way to Guongzhou. So we stopped by and walked through the market. The clothes sold here were pretty cheap too, compared to ours but they're all Winter clothing. So we had limited choice. But I did shop at the Yishion shop there, comprised of 3 stories. It's huge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyBt8jYWWII/AAAAAAAAGw0/f1MikTy82Ng/s1600-h/donguan4453.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyBt8jYWWII/AAAAAAAAGw0/f1MikTy82Ng/s400/donguan4453.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413447639156283522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;People, people everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyBvY_8ZclI/AAAAAAAAGxE/w-r8sIQcIe4/s1600-h/donguan14461.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyBvY_8ZclI/AAAAAAAAGxE/w-r8sIQcIe4/s400/donguan14461.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413449227371639378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of seafood there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyBvYtUuBSI/AAAAAAAAGw8/di7DH_BnuGQ/s1600-h/donguan4462.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyBvYtUuBSI/AAAAAAAAGw8/di7DH_BnuGQ/s400/donguan4462.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413449222373377314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Prawns, crabs, weird looking creepy crawlers, spiders, scorpions and etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyBvspXd04I/AAAAAAAAGxM/oFUWg7Tlz_k/s1600-h/oysters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 183px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyBvspXd04I/AAAAAAAAGxM/oFUWg7Tlz_k/s400/oysters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413449564908540802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oysters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyBv74_GySI/AAAAAAAAGxU/9w0oyMZMcIQ/s1600-h/squids4471.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyBv74_GySI/AAAAAAAAGxU/9w0oyMZMcIQ/s400/squids4471.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413449826799372578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got ourselves these though. Squids hehe xD It's only like Rm5 per stick I think. It's long and definitely worth it. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyBwOfajUpI/AAAAAAAAGxc/2VlRRvrLCsY/s1600-h/donguan4496.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyBwOfajUpI/AAAAAAAAGxc/2VlRRvrLCsY/s400/donguan4496.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413450146352681618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then we drove again till we reached Guongzhou. Here we were shown the traditional house of Canto people ages ago, it's the same as those shown in Dramas la basically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, our hotel for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyBxkbeYtmI/AAAAAAAAGxk/WsSFaeIOX-A/s1600-h/hotel4503.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 138px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyBxkbeYtmI/AAAAAAAAGxk/WsSFaeIOX-A/s400/hotel4503.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413451622763771490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyBxknOrKzI/AAAAAAAAGxs/KwgaP7l4Vjs/s1600-h/hotel4504.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 139px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyBxknOrKzI/AAAAAAAAGxs/KwgaP7l4Vjs/s400/hotel4504.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413451625919097650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6242383259731293073-3187308701528772747?l=avieamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://avieamber.blogspot.com/2009/12/zhuhai-china.html</link><author>avanpiper@gmail.com (avieamber)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SyBr2q4fGMI/AAAAAAAAGwM/SQYQdtd24o4/s72-c/zhuhai4394.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6242383259731293073.post-1885737906366053866</guid><pubDate>Wed, 09 Dec 2009 11:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-09T21:07:24.497+08:00</atom:updated><title>Hong Kong Disneyland</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sx-R7mwJOLI/AAAAAAAAGs0/FkABgPJi_vw/s1600-h/IMG_3236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sx-R7mwJOLI/AAAAAAAAGs0/FkABgPJi_vw/s400/IMG_3236.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413205730323413170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On our 2nd day in HK, we took the MTR with our Octopus card to Disneyland, it's really convenient and easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sx-R8XuWGMI/AAAAAAAAGtE/RG8PuImYYYs/s1600-h/IMG_3253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sx-R8XuWGMI/AAAAAAAAGtE/RG8PuImYYYs/s400/IMG_3253.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413205743469205698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was very sunny and since the sun was facing us, hence the grimace. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sx-R7-lZ0PI/AAAAAAAAGs8/h8aFylA-cxM/s1600-h/IMG_3247.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sx-R7-lZ0PI/AAAAAAAAGs8/h8aFylA-cxM/s400/IMG_3247.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413205736720814322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sx-ehROepPI/AAAAAAAAGv0/duFhIKr66Xc/s1600-h/disneyhk5141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sx-ehROepPI/AAAAAAAAGv0/duFhIKr66Xc/s400/disneyhk5141.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413219571519628530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We each (4 of us) were given diff access tickets. I'm only showing one here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sx-R8q1k5MI/AAAAAAAAGtM/TVPh15HS41c/s1600-h/IMG_3259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sx-R8q1k5MI/AAAAAAAAGtM/TVPh15HS41c/s400/IMG_3259.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413205748599809218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sx-fCS3E6AI/AAAAAAAAGv8/I48TzaWW-Jw/s1600-h/disney5148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sx-fCS3E6AI/AAAAAAAAGv8/I48TzaWW-Jw/s400/disney5148.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413220138894026754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sx-UCmPfPII/AAAAAAAAGtU/dmVt73lY8YY/s1600-h/IMG_3268.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sx-UCmPfPII/AAAAAAAAGtU/dmVt73lY8YY/s400/IMG_3268.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413208049468783746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The sign above before entering. Once we entered, there were lines of people trying to take pictures with the characters already and my sis immediately joined the one waiting for Mickey and Minnie Mouse, that line was so damn long that I went for other characters xD I only waited for like 10 minutes plus while my sis lined up for nearly an hour. Chipmunks are cute anyways so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sx-UC3rOd-I/AAAAAAAAGtc/Qb1TeYvn9P8/s1600-h/IMG_3271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sx-UC3rOd-I/AAAAAAAAGtc/Qb1TeYvn9P8/s400/IMG_3271.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413208054148528098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sx-UEJB1OGI/AAAAAAAAGt0/Zh4MpU96ZOM/s1600-h/IMG_3333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sx-UEJB1OGI/AAAAAAAAGt0/Zh4MpU96ZOM/s400/IMG_3333.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413208075986614370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just an example of a $60 (about RM30) keychain sold there. I got myself 2. But different types though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sx-UDn1K1SI/AAAAAAAAGts/s2PU3VugVIY/s1600-h/IMG_3326.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sx-UDn1K1SI/AAAAAAAAGts/s2PU3VugVIY/s400/IMG_3326.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413208067075134754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sx-UDQ2nJ3I/AAAAAAAAGtk/6N-xeKuaNAo/s1600-h/IMG_3322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sx-UDQ2nJ3I/AAAAAAAAGtk/6N-xeKuaNAo/s400/IMG_3322.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413208060907169650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This token here was my sister's discovery out of curiosity at this machine where they mold a piece of circular metal according to the type of face you want. So I got myself a Minnie Mouse and winnie the pooh. Both cost me arund RM10 our money. Each one is Rm5. All you have to do is scan your Octopus card and then select, and in less than 10 seconds, the token will be out! Yeah, I felt like a little kid waiting for it to appear through that little hole lolz xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sx-Wz95ewxI/AAAAAAAAGuE/bG3SvoGz97o/s1600-h/IMG_3344.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sx-Wz95ewxI/AAAAAAAAGuE/bG3SvoGz97o/s400/IMG_3344.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413211096655774482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, prepare some real hard cash for food in Disneyland coz everything they sell in there are extremely pricey. Take this set of normal Duck Rice you'd find anywhere, even here, where they might sell for like less than Rm10, they sell it for RM30+ there. Go figure. It's $68 if I'm not wrong in HK cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sx-WzaXiRbI/AAAAAAAAGt8/yraV6AdbDxo/s1600-h/IMG_3310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sx-WzaXiRbI/AAAAAAAAGt8/yraV6AdbDxo/s400/IMG_3310.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413211087118157234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And their other meals like Noodles are around $38+ ( RM15-RM20)...so yeah. So after that, in the afternoon, we watched this Parade along the Main Street USA, where everybody lined up at the sides, snapping photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sx-W0WZHP9I/AAAAAAAAGuU/6sE1DQ1qCFs/s1600-h/IMG_3418.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sx-W0WZHP9I/AAAAAAAAGuU/6sE1DQ1qCFs/s400/IMG_3418.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413211103230902226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sx-W0N07ayI/AAAAAAAAGuM/7Zrqr6LKTy4/s1600-h/IMG_3403.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sx-W0N07ayI/AAAAAAAAGuM/7Zrqr6LKTy4/s400/IMG_3403.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413211100931648290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sx-Xo79JaFI/AAAAAAAAGuc/rWgneo8t62Y/s1600-h/IMG_3472.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sx-Xo79JaFI/AAAAAAAAGuc/rWgneo8t62Y/s400/IMG_3472.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413212006667348050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sx-XpAOFnnI/AAAAAAAAGuk/UwbcWcFmLzQ/s1600-h/IMG_3488.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sx-XpAOFnnI/AAAAAAAAGuk/UwbcWcFmLzQ/s400/IMG_3488.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413212007812144754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took like tonnes of pictures, me and my sis, two cameras, but if I up them all here, it'd take me like forever so...just a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sx-ZplA-ErI/AAAAAAAAGus/E7Tv_6BtdDQ/s1600-h/IMG_5310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sx-ZplA-ErI/AAAAAAAAGus/E7Tv_6BtdDQ/s400/IMG_5310.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413214216712491698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh remember to go watch all the Musical Theatres or any live shows available there coz they're so so so worth watching. Everything is live. And there are really some great performances. We're not supposed to take pictures in the hall but my sis took anyway, without flash of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one below is one example of Beauty and the Beast part. It really brought back those childhood memories of mine. Beauty and the Beast was one of my fav Disney movies of all time! Including Cinderella, Lion King and Mermaid. The others were just okay for me. But these few were those that I have certain sweet memories with. I remembered my first ever was Cinderella where we were still in that 'tape' age. You know, the huge rectangular tape with the player...but sadly, the tape was spoilt when it grew fungus T.T and we had to throw it away. But that was awesome. &gt;.&gt; And then there were Lion King and Mermaid and this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sx-asYIostI/AAAAAAAAGu0/2v5CkNnJ1PE/s1600-h/IMG_3495.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sx-asYIostI/AAAAAAAAGu0/2v5CkNnJ1PE/s400/IMG_3495.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413215364306219730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There's this 3D show too where they gave us a pair of 3D glasses once we entered Disneyland and the show was great, in terms of special effects and such. Like during this one part where they showed the Beauty and the Beast song, Be My Guest, the cartoons were splashing water from the buckets and you can actually feel water being sprinkled on your face while watching. And when they have a scene of flying carpet during this one song for Aladdin, there is wind around the hall. haha...I totally loved the water effects and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sx-asyhnidI/AAAAAAAAGu8/aQ-CKr9NBOQ/s1600-h/IMG_3542.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sx-asyhnidI/AAAAAAAAGu8/aQ-CKr9NBOQ/s400/IMG_3542.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413215371390323154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To cut things short, let's move to the final show of the night. Fireworks! It was freezing cold and windy but that didn't drive any of us away as we waited patiently till it stroke 8.30pm and it began!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sx-c4nVfwaI/AAAAAAAAGvE/KeaMpi2OMVA/s1600-h/IMG_3557.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sx-c4nVfwaI/AAAAAAAAGvE/KeaMpi2OMVA/s400/IMG_3557.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413217773568377250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were all sitting in front the castle,  like little kids anticipating something xD People were snapping away, recording videos too with their children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sx-c5BfBVPI/AAAAAAAAGvM/PnY5J7OXgB0/s1600-h/IMG_3570.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sx-c5BfBVPI/AAAAAAAAGvM/PnY5J7OXgB0/s400/IMG_3570.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413217780587648242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sx-c5ivJNQI/AAAAAAAAGvU/M8jYBMkU5dM/s1600-h/IMG_3575.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sx-c5ivJNQI/AAAAAAAAGvU/M8jYBMkU5dM/s400/IMG_3575.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413217789513643266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The fireworks lasted for about 15 minutes only. But it's okay, i had fun so doesn't matter. According to my sis and dad who have been to Japan's Disneyland, this is a much smaller version of Disneyland with only 4 main Lands (Adventureland, Tomorrowland, Fantasyland and Main Street USA) whereas in Japan, there are more. I have made it a point that I shall go to Tokyo Disneyland in the near future haha xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sx-c6B8n7MI/AAAAAAAAGvc/c9NbZ4dsIRI/s1600-h/IMG_3597.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sx-c6B8n7MI/AAAAAAAAGvc/c9NbZ4dsIRI/s400/IMG_3597.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413217797891681474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sx-dbsflZPI/AAAAAAAAGvk/QV0GBxRSOVE/s1600-h/IMG_3608.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sx-dbsflZPI/AAAAAAAAGvk/QV0GBxRSOVE/s400/IMG_3608.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413218376248288498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sx-djavbCgI/AAAAAAAAGvs/x1oxPuINDCA/s1600-h/IMG_3615.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sx-djavbCgI/AAAAAAAAGvs/x1oxPuINDCA/s400/IMG_3615.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413218508921833986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So around 9pm, we made out way back to Reality...we were really tired and worn out spending the whole day there. But it was pure fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6242383259731293073-1885737906366053866?l=avieamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://avieamber.blogspot.com/2009/12/hong-kong-disneyland.html</link><author>avanpiper@gmail.com (avieamber)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sx-R7mwJOLI/AAAAAAAAGs0/FkABgPJi_vw/s72-c/IMG_3236.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6242383259731293073.post-7737994318844881003</guid><pubDate>Tue, 08 Dec 2009 03:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-08T11:24:59.948+08:00</atom:updated><title>home is still the best</title><description>Arrived home last night after a slight delay, yet again. Weather in HK and various southern parts of China were fine, cool and approximately around 15 degress range to 20+. It's only when the wind was blowing that it chills your bones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get to shop much because it's Winter Season! All the retail shops and street markets were selling winter clothing which would've been totally absurd to be worn here in a tropical country. So I only got myself a pair of Yishion (HK brand) pants and a jacket, also Yishion in Guongzhou. It's definitely a shopping heaven for those who does shop for life, if you know what I mean ^_^ You can spend hours just browsing through but like I said, they're 90% winter stuffs, not practical here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my shoe mission didn't go well either coz we ran out of time to go to this Shoe/Sports Market near Ladies Market that night so yeah...The price was pretty much similar to ours anyway so why bother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only good thing about HK to me is Disneyland. I know, what would a 22 year old be thinking about having fun in Dinseyland?! But seriously, other than the place is nice to hang out in, the AIR is so much better there than in HK city itself. I was practically suffocating just walking down a street, ANY STREET actually, in HK. Everywhere, every nook and corner, left or right, there is bound to be someone smoking. I don't mind people who smokes, but not when they're smoking in fornt of me or near me where I would be bothered by the smell. So the only time I was having fun was in Disney. And the ticket RM100+ was worth every cent of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can catch live shows and musical theatres in there. I shall elaborate on that when I get the pictures ready &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I just wanna chill and try to get well again, I'm down with flu and slight cough btw.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6242383259731293073-7737994318844881003?l=avieamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://avieamber.blogspot.com/2009/12/home-is-still-best.html</link><author>avanpiper@gmail.com (avieamber)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6242383259731293073.post-2755128401008492255</guid><pubDate>Sat, 28 Nov 2009 00:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-28T08:59:32.097+08:00</atom:updated><title>inspiration</title><description>they come and go. And this morning, no...it was actually yesterday night after 1am, see, we were wathing the last few episodes of that pretty old HK drama and I went to bed after. After not being able to enter a deep sleep, I searched for my box where I keep all my stuffs. Just stuffs. Stuffs that I'd find rather *weird* to keep now that I turned 22. It's rather surprising how naive we can be during our teen years, oh but some stuffs are just meant to be kept like forever and ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like when you're in your 30s and you go back to them, I'm sure I'd have some really sweet memories just reading some stuffs I'd written back then xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bout the inspiration part, yeah...I think I just found a new mission. And I think, I should have the chance to make my free time during the trip to a good use. ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6242383259731293073-2755128401008492255?l=avieamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://avieamber.blogspot.com/2009/11/inspiration.html</link><author>avanpiper@gmail.com (avieamber)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6242383259731293073.post-5915474952548129813</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Nov 2009 04:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-27T12:19:13.121+08:00</atom:updated><title>quick update</title><description>just watched Enchanted. &gt;.&gt; A little bit old for Disney films but still it's enjoyable, nevertheless. the music and dance and oh, the final scene, the ballroom dance was perfect!!!~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the song is real nice too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna have lunch now, so ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6242383259731293073-5915474952548129813?l=avieamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://avieamber.blogspot.com/2009/11/quick-update.html</link><author>avanpiper@gmail.com (avieamber)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6242383259731293073.post-6155448449064182795</guid><pubDate>Thu, 26 Nov 2009 16:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-27T00:26:50.570+08:00</atom:updated><title>movie list #2</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sw6rDFGtyOI/AAAAAAAAGsk/Jp8uEHBFXnQ/s1600/jude-law-sherlock-holmes-movie-poster-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sw6rDFGtyOI/AAAAAAAAGsk/Jp8uEHBFXnQ/s400/jude-law-sherlock-holmes-movie-poster-02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408448271916845282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maybe I'll catch this in cinema xD looks nice and funny from trailer. Plus, Jude Law...double thumb ups!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sw6rC3CCnvI/AAAAAAAAGsc/cjWpmuSKMYw/s1600/Brothers+Movie+Poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sw6rC3CCnvI/AAAAAAAAGsc/cjWpmuSKMYw/s400/Brothers+Movie+Poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408448268139142898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Drama...i need some drama...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sw6rCcdbMWI/AAAAAAAAGsU/zbnDX0xSkVo/s1600/everybodys-fine_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 279px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sw6rCcdbMWI/AAAAAAAAGsU/zbnDX0xSkVo/s400/everybodys-fine_poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408448261006242146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be a nice laidback holiday movie, especially for Christmas. Man, December looks a bit short of movies, but this will do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6242383259731293073-6155448449064182795?l=avieamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://avieamber.blogspot.com/2009/11/movie-list-2.html</link><author>avanpiper@gmail.com (avieamber)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sw6rDFGtyOI/AAAAAAAAGsk/Jp8uEHBFXnQ/s72-c/jude-law-sherlock-holmes-movie-poster-02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6242383259731293073.post-7833838102384895297</guid><pubDate>Thu, 26 Nov 2009 01:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-26T10:10:01.576+08:00</atom:updated><title>of the feet and pace</title><description>I'm still looking for sandals and a pair of sneakers &gt;.&lt; I bought a pair of running shoes already back in The Gardens before but still searching...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was thinking that maybe I should go HK and have a look. I don't think I'd spend a penny in the China regions coz first of all, I have this thing against China products. Second of all, from what I've heard, the Chinese sellers are very very aggressive and persuasive up to the point of annoyance. I've had my share of experience back in KL's Chi Cheong Kai (or whatever it's spelt as) and it still left this dark spot in my memory. I have vowed to myself ever since that day that I shall never step into that place ever, in my entire life. I just felt that it was a disgrace for them to act like that. We are buyers, they are sellers. The courtesy should be on their part and doesn't give them the right to badmouth their customers. If my parents weren't there that time, I would've friggin talk back to them, filthy little creatures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, there are lots of markets in HK that of course sell fake and the real deal. I just need to know where to find them. I don't mind buying fake stuffs for cheaper price lolz...considering how appaling the prices of most of the real deal's are. Thus, I shall be on a mission to find a good pair of sneakers for myself. One that I can wear for usual outings...See, we'll be staying in Mongkok. And that area is like one of the most congested area in HK, tonnes of shops and stalls. Surely they'd have more choices right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, maybe some clothes would be nice ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Countdown: 2 days to go before the 5 hours flight. I never knew Taiwan was a much nearer destination than HK. I always thought Taiwan was higher up or sth...wait, if you actually see the map, it IS higher up, but then again, we had a transit from KK so maybe that's why the flight had been cut short before. Now, we'll be flying straight from Kuching, much lower, hence, a much farther trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to visit the casinos in Macau and also the horse racing in HK, i might even place a bet lolz...xDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6242383259731293073-7833838102384895297?l=avieamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://avieamber.blogspot.com/2009/11/of-feet-and-pace.html</link><author>avanpiper@gmail.com (avieamber)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6242383259731293073.post-786490625100833621</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Nov 2009 04:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-25T13:57:48.847+08:00</atom:updated><title>The Lucky Ones</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SwzEnZtBFeI/AAAAAAAAGsM/h73XXd8ycGg/s1600/the_lucky_ones_dvd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SwzEnZtBFeI/AAAAAAAAGsM/h73XXd8ycGg/s400/the_lucky_ones_dvd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407913433758766562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3 strangers&lt;br /&gt;3 soldiers (1 is ex)&lt;br /&gt;3 stories&lt;br /&gt;1 journey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie is good. There is not 1 second of it that I had the urge to fast-forward or glance around my living room...or just elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim Robbins play this soldier who had a bad back and spending the rest of his life back home after serving in the army. Michael Pena was serving when he was injured at (guess what) upper thigh practically his you- know-what. And he was freaked when he couldn't feel anything and decided to travel to Vegas and get it right. Rachel McAdams play a soft-hearted Southern girl who was shot in her leg, thus taking a 30 days leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SwzEnJYxXaI/AAAAAAAAGsE/jfmK1abOA38/s1600/snapshot20091125134329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 205px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SwzEnJYxXaI/AAAAAAAAGsE/jfmK1abOA38/s400/snapshot20091125134329.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407913429378882978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 strangers meet in the airplane and when their flights were canceled due to electrical shutdown, they decided to travel by car. And from there, stuffs happen and somehow, as ordinary as it seems, the things they share and open up during the journey were really amusing and entertaining. All 3 actors were really good in here. It's not that they're faultless, they're still shining even if there are several things I don't agree with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just funny overall. Totally enjoyed it. Made my day better, even.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love all 3 of them, Tim Robbins with his father figure attitude, being the senior in the gang trying to keep two of the younger ones in control. Michael being the straight forward guy and having worries over his you-know-what. Rachel with her almost naive-like headstrong attitude and totally selfless, desperately trying to help but in unconventional ways &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SwzEm_WHxfI/AAAAAAAAGr8/rOFACi0afE4/s1600/snapshot20091125134253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 205px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SwzEm_WHxfI/AAAAAAAAGr8/rOFACi0afE4/s400/snapshot20091125134253.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407913426683414002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go watch this!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6242383259731293073-786490625100833621?l=avieamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://avieamber.blogspot.com/2009/11/lucky-ones.html</link><author>avanpiper@gmail.com (avieamber)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SwzEnZtBFeI/AAAAAAAAGsM/h73XXd8ycGg/s72-c/the_lucky_ones_dvd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6242383259731293073.post-2098514559112651523</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Nov 2009 00:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-25T08:33:24.866+08:00</atom:updated><title>what's with?</title><description>PPSsss.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, everyone, practically everyone, including mah sis...was like " why don't you use pps to watch stuff?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i didn't bother to answer becoz...well, there's no need to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching The Amazing Race and she came over and asked whether I have all the episodes, so I said no. Coz I only started dl when it was already halfway showing...hence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, I KNOW, i friggin KNOW that pps has tonnes of shows and you watch online and stuffs. but it's in mandarin. One of the many millions language which I can't read. Yes, so sue me for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if I don't want to watch using pps? any problem with that? Is that against the law or sth? Besides, watching online is just draggy and totally low in quality. So what if I want to watch good quality stuffs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is another person who talks about pps again, I tell you, I will go berserk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6242383259731293073-2098514559112651523?l=avieamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://avieamber.blogspot.com/2009/11/whats-with.html</link><author>avanpiper@gmail.com (avieamber)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6242383259731293073.post-7647700426337187528</guid><pubDate>Mon, 23 Nov 2009 14:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-23T22:46:36.622+08:00</atom:updated><title>Christmas, anyone?</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SwqejrtE3_I/AAAAAAAAGr0/xwjDk0rKXP4/s1600/christmas_carol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SwqejrtE3_I/AAAAAAAAGr0/xwjDk0rKXP4/s400/christmas_carol.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407308638476099570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went to MBO and caught this movie, in 3D. Paid double price, it's worth it, i have to say because the actions scenes are obviously meant for view in 3D. The only downside of everything is how I find it hard to catch their thick accents, especially Jim Carrey's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't blame him since it's Charles Dickens we're talking bout here. British settings and all. And guess what, I just found out that in 3D versions, you don't get subtitles lolz...But overall, the movie was entertaining, some parts remind me of the likes of Harry Potter &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and it is definitely not so much of a kid's movie, don't be fooled by the animation. The dialogues are very much adult, with lots of dark humor, which added with the thick accent, some might find it hard to understand. I'd suggest reading the book or you know, read up first on the story. That way, you might enjoy it more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the excellent part of the movie. The soundtrack is brilliant! Amazing! Fabulous! Yes, I should go hunt for the OST. One of the best Christmasy carols I've ever heard in such a long time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6242383259731293073-7647700426337187528?l=avieamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://avieamber.blogspot.com/2009/11/christmas-anyone.html</link><author>avanpiper@gmail.com (avieamber)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/SwqejrtE3_I/AAAAAAAAGr0/xwjDk0rKXP4/s72-c/christmas_carol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6242383259731293073.post-6539307034409487176</guid><pubDate>Mon, 23 Nov 2009 06:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-23T14:09:52.632+08:00</atom:updated><title>Bon appetit!</title><description>Just finished Julie &amp;amp; Julia, based on two true stories, with 2 books written. This movie though was based on Julie Powell's book as she wrote about how she ventured into cooking, giving herself a time limit to finish 500+ recipes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a really entertaining movie! I laughed my way through as well as having " meltdowns" with the characters. Amy Adams as Julie Powell is definitely endearing and sweet. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, the one that steals the show would be Meryl Streep, portraying the ever goofy Julia Child. She was brilliant! This is the 2nd time both stars work together. I've seen them together in Doubt and they were amazing. This one is no exception. Though in this piece, they are separated by timeline and venue. In actuality, Julia Child passed away in 2004...Julie Powell on the other hand is still living with her hubby and writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie makes me wanna waltz into the kitchen and bone a duck! Or ...or...kill a lobster *if you can't make urself to thrust a knife in between the eyes, then just throw them into boiling water* as what Julie did &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food...oh...FOOD!!!~ yum...yumm xDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote:&lt;br /&gt;You can never have too much butter- Julie Powell (in her obsession towards butter)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6242383259731293073-6539307034409487176?l=avieamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://avieamber.blogspot.com/2009/11/bon-appetit.html</link><author>avanpiper@gmail.com (avieamber)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6242383259731293073.post-881610355246436615</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Nov 2009 12:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-22T20:37:03.921+08:00</atom:updated><title>daily#1</title><description>what i did today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. watched G.I Joe: Rise of the Cobra...it was long overdue yes, and I never even planned on watching but the dvd was lying around in my house, so why not? ---&gt; it was ok. i like some of the well-crafted action scenes such as the chasing scene on the streets of France.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. afternoon...oh, I gave my BiBi doggie a bath and helped my mum clean the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. washed the walls of the bathroom (seriously, this had been one of my fav past time before) weird, i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. followed my sis to her new home, watched her and her bf discussing the lightings, colour of the interior and some other plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. after dinner, gave Paranormal Activity a try----&gt; I ended up pushing the fast-forward button the whole way through till the end. There was one scene which I thought was pretty scary, (watch this with all the lights turned off) and yeah...the ending was sad though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I have couple of movies lying for me to watch...maybe later. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was actually planning on watching A Christmas Carol tonight with my sis and her bf but it got postponed to Tue or Wed. They went to catch 2012 instead, since I've watched, I stayed home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6242383259731293073-881610355246436615?l=avieamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://avieamber.blogspot.com/2009/11/daily1.html</link><author>avanpiper@gmail.com (avieamber)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6242383259731293073.post-1290899811122149444</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Nov 2009 05:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-22T13:22:58.009+08:00</atom:updated><title>choices</title><description>My last semester for my Degree is drawing near and it somehow didn't really occur to me that it'll happen this soon, I mean, i remember the day I said " Congratz" to my direct senior just months ago upon his graduation. And I remembered how I envy the freedom as he is no longer tied to a leash of being a University student anymore. How I long for that day to arrive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I want to wear that weird looking square hat on my head or wear that oversized robe, but it's the thought of having accomplished something, like a mission or a crossed a huddle. It's like " Yes, I'm done!" Though of course, I know this is not over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know full well that I want to continue my studies, Masters definitely. But where? My sis told me the other day " Apply everywhere. Choose the best offer." She's right. But first, I need to know where to apply and what to apply. Most of my coursemates decide to work right after. A few decide to just chill for couple of months before making up their minds. I don't feel like wasting that couple of months though, and uh...obviously, I'm not up for the work part yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that leaves me with study. I can always continue in my uni, but i need to ask for the right supervisors and whether they're working on any projects or not, then if everything's fine, I'm in for being their research assistant then. But i'd like to widen my selection of choices. Elsewhere. Some had voiced out Singapore. yeah, of course that sounds good but like...you gotta know where to apply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I really need to start looking and think of my next step. Everything has been planned out for me my entire life! It's like, you know..." You do this and that..." and now, here I am, with a crossroad and this is where it begins. My life. No one's gonna make the choices for me anymore. It all comes down to me. And I fear of making the wrong move which will affect my entire life, if not maybe waste few years of it. Gosh, am I overthinking it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should just go with the flow &gt;.&lt; Coz at the end of the day, you never know what will happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6242383259731293073-1290899811122149444?l=avieamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://avieamber.blogspot.com/2009/11/choices.html</link><author>avanpiper@gmail.com (avieamber)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6242383259731293073.post-6162735677244109385</guid><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 14:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-21T22:54:01.308+08:00</atom:updated><title>two is better than one</title><description>I remember what you wore on the first day&lt;br /&gt;You came into my life and I thought&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, you know, this could be something"&lt;br /&gt;'Cause everything you do and words you say&lt;br /&gt;You know that it all takes my breath away&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm left with nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So maybe it's true&lt;br /&gt;That I can't live without you&lt;br /&gt;Maybe two is better than one&lt;br /&gt;There's so much time&lt;br /&gt;To figure out the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;And you've already got me coming undone&lt;br /&gt;And I'm thinking two is better than one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember every look upon your face&lt;br /&gt;The way you roll your eyes&lt;br /&gt;The way you taste&lt;br /&gt;You make it hard for breathing&lt;br /&gt;'Cause when I close my eyes and drift away&lt;br /&gt;I think of you and everything's okay&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally now believing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That maybe it's true&lt;br /&gt;I can't live without you&lt;br /&gt;Maybe two is better than one&lt;br /&gt;There's so much time&lt;br /&gt;To figure out the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;And you've already got me coming undone&lt;br /&gt;And I'm thinking two is better than one&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember what you wore on the first day&lt;br /&gt;You came into my life and I thought, "Hey,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's true&lt;br /&gt;That I can't live without you&lt;br /&gt;Maybe two is better than one&lt;br /&gt;There's so much time&lt;br /&gt;To figure out the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;And you've already got me coming undone&lt;br /&gt;And I'm thinking&lt;br /&gt;I can't live without you&lt;br /&gt;'Cause, baby, two is better than one&lt;br /&gt;There's so much time&lt;br /&gt;To figure out the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;But I'll figure it out&lt;br /&gt;When it's all said and done&lt;br /&gt;Two is better than one&lt;br /&gt;Two is better than one&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6242383259731293073-6162735677244109385?l=avieamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://avieamber.blogspot.com/2009/11/two-is-better-than-one.html</link><author>avanpiper@gmail.com (avieamber)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6242383259731293073.post-5864850355011926287</guid><pubDate>Thu, 19 Nov 2009 14:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-19T22:59:20.158+08:00</atom:updated><title>the list</title><description>1. I need to go print my ticket for this saturday.&lt;br /&gt;2. I need to re-pack my things to move to my aunt's house.&lt;br /&gt;3. I need to make full use of my remaining time in college for my downloads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questions I can find no answer to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Why am I not feeling excited to head home?&lt;br /&gt;2. Why am I having no urge for my holidays?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6242383259731293073-5864850355011926287?l=avieamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://avieamber.blogspot.com/2009/11/list.html</link><author>avanpiper@gmail.com (avieamber)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6242383259731293073.post-1036099856094498591</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 Nov 2009 11:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-15T19:39:36.573+08:00</atom:updated><title>eng- ness</title><description>exam's over and now comes the beginning of total eng-ness, well, not so much yet since I still have lab works to do next week. This morning, we moved to the next block becoz they decided to keep all the Masters and ppl like us who are staying back to this one block and our block will be used for those coming in from outside for their whatever programs. I don't know, but we have these people coming in and out all the time. We kinda got used to it though, given the fact that our college was the only one being half-private.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My arms are really sore now. But I had a really good sleep just now ^_^ I think I'm not gonna be sleep-deprived from now on hehe xD But lab might be from a 8-5 basis though. Depends on my progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going back on the 21st Nov, basically that's next Saturday. Same flight as my cousin who started her 1st year here. So um...yeah. I need stuffs to watch, seriously. I was on a movie marathon the past two days. But now I'm out of movies. I wanted to catch The Fourth Kind (although I just found out the whole " based on true story" propaganda was all fake. Still, I'd want to watch it if anyone has it. Yesterday, like I mentioned somewhere, that 2012 movie was sold out. Practically sold out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm gonna crap about *end of the world* issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do we really fear death that much? Do we really fight for our lives? I mean, we see people struggling to live, to make it out there. I know, this coming from a middle class person, what do I know about survival right? I was watching Celeb to Binbo Taro (yes, I used approximately half a year to actually finish this show) and I was thinking,the way they portray the rich and the poor in there might be ridiculous and way over the lines, people do live like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not entirely sure how this world is really gonna end. I mean, what's the end of the world anyway? Is it extinction? Or the whole planet's gonna blow up and become dusts in the Milky Way. No one knows for sure. I was listening to a Christian friend a while ago about the chapter of Revelation in Bible. I never read that chapter. wait, maybe I did, but ages ago so I can't remember much. And of course, different religions have different versions of their own. I do admit that I do not have the right to question how much one fears of death. I've never been to that part in my life and *god forbid* that it happens soon. I think what I fear more is how I'm gonna miss all the people I leave behind if it ever happens to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeez...I'm talking bout death. Why? Must be the eng-ness. *_*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, whenever there's an end, there's always a beginning. And I think we should all look forward to the beginning rather than the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I just realized the movie I've been dl for almost a week might finish tonight!!!* yippee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live the moment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Fear by One Republic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Album: Waking Up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;No sleep &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Today &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Cant even rest when the suns down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;No time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Theres not enough &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;And nobodys watchin me now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;When we were children we'd play &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Out in the streets just dipped in fate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;When we were children we'd say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;That we don't the meaning of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Fear, fear, fear,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Fear, fear, fear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;We dont know the meaning of.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;When we were children we'd play &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Out in the streets just dipped in fate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;When we were children we'd say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;That we don't the meaning of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Fear, fear, fear,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Fear, fear, fear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;We don't know the meaning of.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Wish I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Didn't know the meaning of...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6242383259731293073-1036099856094498591?l=avieamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://avieamber.blogspot.com/2009/11/eng-ness.html</link><author>avanpiper@gmail.com (avieamber)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6242383259731293073.post-2222497133625939464</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 Nov 2009 04:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-15T12:44:43.586+08:00</atom:updated><title>trick and treats</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sv-Gnu0k1bI/AAAAAAAAGrk/WxXTappuEQQ/s1600-h/DSC02042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sv-Gnu0k1bI/AAAAAAAAGrk/WxXTappuEQQ/s400/DSC02042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404186095009453490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just some stuffs me and my sis got my little cousins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sv-GnCq4MgI/AAAAAAAAGrc/0jXkMwU2EKw/s1600-h/DSC02040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sv-GnCq4MgI/AAAAAAAAGrc/0jXkMwU2EKw/s400/DSC02040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404186083157619202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And here is something I got for meself...xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black Black chewing gum!&lt;br /&gt;I never tried it before so here goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sv-GnxLYTeI/AAAAAAAAGrs/VlXBpix-gEo/s1600-h/DSC02043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sv-GnxLYTeI/AAAAAAAAGrs/VlXBpix-gEo/s400/DSC02043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404186095641972194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So damn expensive...RM4.50 for something shorty like this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6242383259731293073-2222497133625939464?l=avieamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://avieamber.blogspot.com/2009/11/trick-and-treats.html</link><author>avanpiper@gmail.com (avieamber)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sv-Gnu0k1bI/AAAAAAAAGrk/WxXTappuEQQ/s72-c/DSC02042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6242383259731293073.post-3846831505438999968</guid><pubDate>Sat, 14 Nov 2009 15:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-14T23:31:46.695+08:00</atom:updated><title>2012</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sv7H-I-BSeI/AAAAAAAAGrU/1692G4VKRVA/s1600-h/tumblr_krrdcqdzPt1qzwgx5o1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sv7H-I-BSeI/AAAAAAAAGrU/1692G4VKRVA/s400/tumblr_krrdcqdzPt1qzwgx5o1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403976473264605666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's a bit overwhelming till the bit that I don't really get the *hype* with this movie. Not that it isn't good, actually, it's pretty entertaining, well, with the past attempts to make a movie about the *end of the world* or *apocalypse* this one actually comes quite close into making me feel, not fear, but the special effects seem better somehow. I was afraid that the effects would look kinda fake-ish but they're unexpectedly still acceptable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, they did mention the whole Maya tribe's calendar thingy and all about how it ends at 12 December 2012. Now according to recent research, apparently that is not true when they find out that it doesn't end there. It's like a cycle or sth (go read it up if you're curious enough). So that's the Mayan calendar issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let's move to the movie, so basically, it can never be complete without the politicians who *oh so greatly* " fought" for human race. Or to keep our species alive bs. And yes, there's always this person who will play that shitty role to frown upon by people and all, and yes, there'd always be this normal person who fought for their family and would go to certain lengths for survival. And he would always end up as the hero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course we have John Cusack here ^_^ I don't mind him, he's good. The last movie I saw of him recently was Serendipity, yes, that was kinda old but nice. I liked him in there. He's cool. So I enjoy watching him here. His family was entertaining too, each of them have their own quirks. It's just kinda seem too convenient to me though that his ex-wife's boyfriend had to die off. That was way way way too easy! I mean, just coz the majority of people might be rooting for John's character to go back to his wife, they had to write her bf's part off like that. he could have lived and just live happily anyway. I don't know why I'm bothered by this though...&gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The special effects like I mentioned, were acceptable but there was this plane part which really really felt like a RPG game. Seriously, they should just create a game named 2012 and we can play their roles and be pilot and FFLLLYYYY~~~~!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, and in the process, you could be lucky enough to hit off the tip of the Eiffel Tower like they did yeah &gt;.&lt; Not forgetting the one really weird scene where they have choppers carrying those animals like elephants and girrafes few thousand feet across the sky?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are definitely trying to save species here! Reminds me of Moses and the Ark. It's almost the same concept. So you can just go imagine that yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, it was good. Action scenes doesn't look too bad, or fake. I mean, you know, you just have to imagine stuffs like these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of things were discussed throughout the movie, moral values, humanity, families, love, revenge, and etc...one can always argue about the subject of humanity. What's with the group of geneticists selecting certain groups of people with special genes? T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And apparently, I'd like to know the reason why the director chose Africa to be the Land of Survival for them...xD the irony? If you wanna see how famous landmarks get crushed or drowned, this is the movie for you. Landmarks mentioned include of course the White House (duh), Eiffel Tower, Vatican city in Rome, Mount Everest, and some others which I've forgotten. Pardon my short term memory coz I slept at 1.30am the night before, so I practically was trying to open my eyes throughout the movie, which I managed to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luck definitely plays a huge role here. The power of luck. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6242383259731293073-3846831505438999968?l=avieamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://avieamber.blogspot.com/2009/11/2012.html</link><author>avanpiper@gmail.com (avieamber)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sv7H-I-BSeI/AAAAAAAAGrU/1692G4VKRVA/s72-c/tumblr_krrdcqdzPt1qzwgx5o1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6242383259731293073.post-7500138404980400002</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Nov 2009 16:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-14T01:20:54.261+08:00</atom:updated><title>The Orphan [movie]</title><description>So I watched this movie with a friend (makes it less frightening? maybe...) but anyways, it really isn't all that scary or tragic or haunting really. It's actually just a normal thriller where you know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine this: Some mentally challenged patient from an asylum broke out and started a killing spree. It's just that in this case, imagine the *grown up* as a child (although in this case) SPOILERS AHEAD!!!~ Don't tell me I didn't warn you. So in this case, it involves some sort of dwarfism genetic disorder which caused the called *grown up* to look/appear like a child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sv2S9oiprVI/AAAAAAAAGq0/DtvyBki5TeY/s1600-h/snapshot20091114010551.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sv2S9oiprVI/AAAAAAAAGq0/DtvyBki5TeY/s400/snapshot20091114010551.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403636715466894674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there, I pretty much spoilt a lot alone there xD But I'd still recommend the movie really. If not for the suspense or thrill, just for the absolutely amazing and shall I add, stunning performance from the actors? I mean it. I am impressed. This time though, the credit goes to the female group. There are only two guys in this movie, one plays the daddy, another plays the brother kid. They're kinda so-so but that's what required for their part, so the attention goes all the way to the females in this. I'm not being a feminist or sexist here, for the record but they were wondeful, if not the actresses, the director did a damn well good job, directing them on how to act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sv2S-OJUCsI/AAAAAAAAGrE/PmD6pPr4oJw/s1600-h/snapshot20091114010721.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sv2S-OJUCsI/AAAAAAAAGrE/PmD6pPr4oJw/s400/snapshot20091114010721.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403636725561166530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First the main character, played by Isabelle Fuhrman, a young kid of only 11 years old when she filmed this. She's pretty much unknown, at least to me (since this is the first movie of hers for me), but she's good. She's convincing and at such an early age, kudos to her to have done far far better than MOST of the kids her generation and ehem...shall I say even some of the much older generation? But yeah, she's really good. Her role is definitely challenging, conniving and her way of speech...leaves me "wow".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sv2S-X149xI/AAAAAAAAGrM/DE21l09vmM8/s1600-h/snapshot20091114010912.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sv2S-X149xI/AAAAAAAAGrM/DE21l09vmM8/s400/snapshot20091114010912.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403636728164054802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second goes to Vera Farmiga, seen her in Nothing But the Truth and liked her performance in there, however her role there was shortlived as her character died early and so, the attention goes to Kate Beckinsale. Anyways, in here, again *amazing*. I think she can do so much better than this. Don't take this wrongly. What I really meant is that she can do even better than this and I really hope she keeps getting challenging (maybe far more so) than this one in the future coz I do think she's a good actress. Her role here is a mix of a disturbed (mildly) mother of two, would've been a mother of three until her third child died of stillborn which caused her to resort to pills for depression. She sees a psychiatric who turned against her judgment later on in the movie. Yes, she's someone depressed who couldn't let go off her child and someone who set up a little garden and roses as memorial for her child. But the mother instinct kicks in immediately once she senses danger lurks. What really made me like her character is how protective she is towards her children and at the same time, having doubt and pressure from her hubby and mother-in-law but NEVER EVER loses her stand and confidence and trust in herself. It's a good drama to see her having conflict within herself and also towards the people around her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sv2S96DBp6I/AAAAAAAAGq8/Z7qAiHkz5t0/s1600-h/snapshot20091114010635.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sv2S96DBp6I/AAAAAAAAGq8/Z7qAiHkz5t0/s400/snapshot20091114010635.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403636720166086562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, the little kid who plays the sister. Okay, i better keep this short xD She's definitely loveable even as a deaf kid and innocent. *_*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall I give this movie a 4.0/5 as a mild thriller and a 4.5/5 for acting performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are not much surprises but you do want to know the ending. So it makes you crave for more. I did guess some actions correctly which made me go " yay, I saw that coming". So yes, at some parts, they might be predictable but it's the action that you want to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sv2S9ZPzATI/AAAAAAAAGqs/sc_7UkQgJyc/s1600-h/snapshot20091114010507.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sv2S9ZPzATI/AAAAAAAAGqs/sc_7UkQgJyc/s400/snapshot20091114010507.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403636711361282354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course this is not a popcorn movie where you sit on the couch with your ten year old kids all cuddled up watching but I like the family crisis they bring up, like dealing with death of their child, the bonding between two *broken* couples, interaction with the kids and their love for them (in which I mean protection of parenthood). They're all in here. And the last action scene was awesome. Didn't see it coming though, and I think the two actresses, Vera and Isabelle really did some a**-kicking performance in that particular scene. it's good. Go watch it now if you still haven't!!!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6242383259731293073-7500138404980400002?l=avieamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://avieamber.blogspot.com/2009/11/orphan-movie.html</link><author>avanpiper@gmail.com (avieamber)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sv2S9oiprVI/AAAAAAAAGq0/DtvyBki5TeY/s72-c/snapshot20091114010551.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6242383259731293073.post-4096066354992897901</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Nov 2009 09:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-13T17:22:49.621+08:00</atom:updated><title>Movie list !!!~</title><description>Regarding my last movie list, I've only watched Burning Plain (couple of days ago). It was uh...fine I guess, not the kind to release commercially but since it was from the same director of Bable, it's yeah...that kind of style but I kinda like Charlize Theron's acting in there. And I can't get myself The Time Traveler's Wife yet, and Julie &amp;amp; Julia...sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sv0jh3cKS1I/AAAAAAAAGqk/Cwj8O8l3YuQ/s1600-h/the_fourth_kind_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sv0jh3cKS1I/AAAAAAAAGqk/Cwj8O8l3YuQ/s400/the_fourth_kind_poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403514192639183698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyways, here's my new list. See, I felt like just pouring them all out now, after confining myself to my notes these couple of days this is the time to release whatever's on my mind now. The Fourth Kind, stars Milla Jovovich. The last movie I've seen her in was let's see...The Resident Evil? LOL. That was ages ago. But I think she fits these types of movies. I can't imagine her in romance film, just action. This time? It's Aliens. So let's see how she performs here. Reviews so far are pretty supportive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sv0jhmdmTUI/AAAAAAAAGqc/hGhrXP3Lfc4/s1600-h/the_box_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sv0jhmdmTUI/AAAAAAAAGqc/hGhrXP3Lfc4/s400/the_box_poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403514188081810754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not a huge Cameron Diaz fan but it's the lack of movies nowadays that I have to resort to stuffs. This sounds fine, mystery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sv0jhLiHgcI/AAAAAAAAGqU/vRQKTV6OHoo/s1600-h/Poster+2012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sv0jhLiHgcI/AAAAAAAAGqU/vRQKTV6OHoo/s400/Poster+2012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403514180853006786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the movie I'll (hopefully) catch tomorrow. Let's hope it won't be sold out or full xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's nice to have things to look forward to~ this goes the same with the *backpack trip* of ours in the years to come xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6242383259731293073-4096066354992897901?l=avieamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://avieamber.blogspot.com/2009/11/movie-list.html</link><author>avanpiper@gmail.com (avieamber)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Of64rU-yYlI/Sv0jh3cKS1I/AAAAAAAAGqk/Cwj8O8l3YuQ/s72-c/the_fourth_kind_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6242383259731293073.post-5656970241843761523</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Nov 2009 08:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-13T16:51:51.268+08:00</atom:updated><title>nothing to do?</title><description>I finished my last paper approximately...*lemme count* 6 hours ago ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual after each paper, I'm gonna have this heavy head kinda feeling which makes me restless and wanna sleep or just lie but not to the point of sleeping...It's funny really. And now that it's my last paper, I'm too ecstatic to sleep lol. I'm looking forward for tomorrow's outing with my friends to watch 2012 at Midvalley. Tonight we might gather in my room to watch The Orphan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else...oh we went outside for lunch just now, partly to celebrate my this Sibu friend's birthday (supposedly tomorrow but since everyone's still around today, we might as well celebrate) and it took me by surprise coz they asked me cut the cake together (well, my birthday's on the 9th) and they actually went out for dinner with me already the other day but I guess, they just wanna celebrate again lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And somehow it made me feel much older xD Celebrating your birthday twice? *_* Haha...but yeah, I crave for birthday cake. And for like couple of years I haven't even eaten any birthday cakes. Not that I'm the kind of person who's like " Oh, birthdays must celebrate and eak cake"...but i guess when you're away from home, away from your own family and friends back home, sometimes you feel like celebrating it all the more than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, it's funny how I was downloading this Joan of Arc movie (the TV version, not the Hollywood movie " The Messenger" ) for couple of days now...hopefully it'll be done by this Sunday. Then I can enjoy it xD I've watched it but that was many years ago. It ws 1999 btw. 10 years ago!~ Then, I was checking out of my room just now (15 minutes ago) at the office and the huge TV there was showing The Messenger. Is is just a coincidence? Anyways, I think I prefer the TV version with Leelee Sobieski rather than Milla's version. Luc Besson's version made Joan's character look like a mad girl with scizophrenia. Though that is arguable but she's supposed to be a saint (at least 500 years after her death right) So yeah ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have One Tree Hill, Tokyo Dogs and Flashpoint with CSI waiting for me to watch. sigh...but i don't feel like watching now. Yay for holidays!!!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6242383259731293073-5656970241843761523?l=avieamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://avieamber.blogspot.com/2009/11/nothing-to-do.html</link><author>avanpiper@gmail.com (avieamber)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>