<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330</id><updated>2011-11-28T08:10:25.842+08:00</updated><category term='Movies &quot;E&quot;'/><category term='education'/><category term='women'/><category term='Movies &quot;W&quot;'/><category term='Internet'/><category term='Something Else'/><category term='Friday&apos;s Feast'/><category term='STPM'/><category term='Movies &quot;H&quot;'/><category term='movies'/><category term='books'/><category term='students'/><category term='studying tips'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='sex education'/><category term='music'/><category term='Movies &quot;S&quot;'/><category term='Movies &quot;C&quot;'/><category term='school'/><category term='Movies &quot;D&quot;'/><category term='general'/><category term='fashion'/><category term='Movies &quot;R&quot;'/><category term='dating and relationships'/><category term='Movies &quot;N&quot;'/><category term='travel'/><category term='Movies &quot;M&quot;'/><category term='Thursday Thirteen'/><category term='blog carnival'/><category term='people'/><category term='food'/><category term='languages'/><category term='Movies &quot;O&quot;'/><category term='sponsored'/><category term='Movies &quot;K&quot;'/><category term='creamaid'/><category term='Movies &quot;A&quot;'/><category term='blogging'/><category term='health'/><category term='Movies &quot;L&quot;'/><category term='Simply Ranting'/><title type='text'>Our Chocolates</title><subtitle type='html'>A cosy, little blog where I can practise my writing skills.  This is also my spot where I rant about anything and everything under the sun.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>155</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-3509514093466481164</id><published>2009-01-23T22:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T23:10:24.718+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>What's So Great About The Jonas Brothers?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/SXndCltXScI/AAAAAAAAAMs/09lMx2JWlyI/s1600-h/jonas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294505873502587330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/SXndCltXScI/AAAAAAAAAMs/09lMx2JWlyI/s320/jonas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can anyone tell me why they are so popular? I know only one song by them which is 'When You Look Me In The Eyes' and I'm not really impressed. I might have heard more but that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These cute-looking brothers have it all: nice voices, cute, innocent and dreamy looks, TV shows, and even movies. The male versions of Lizzie McGuire and Hannah Montana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, all these shows are almost the same. I don't see any difference between Lizzie and Hannah. It's just the time factor, probably. During my time, the Lizzie show was popular. But as Lizzie grew older, the younger teeny-boppers didn't have anyone around their age to look up to and that's where Hannah Montana comes in. I wonder who'll be the next one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm in awe of the Jonas Brothers. Not only do the girls like them but also the guys. University guys, to be more specific! I couldn't believe it. 20-year-old guys, still fans of teeny-bopper boybands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really.  I expected them to have more mature taste.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-3509514093466481164?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/3509514093466481164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=3509514093466481164' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/3509514093466481164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/3509514093466481164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2009/01/whats-so-great-about-jonas-brothers.html' title='What&apos;s So Great About The Jonas Brothers?'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/SXndCltXScI/AAAAAAAAAMs/09lMx2JWlyI/s72-c/jonas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-3455504800159644131</id><published>2008-11-20T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T21:03:32.813+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies &quot;E&quot;'/><title type='text'>Emma</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/SSVfpyOwxjI/AAAAAAAAAJo/70k7fAYmIQA/s1600-h/emma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270724110369998386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/SSVfpyOwxjI/AAAAAAAAAJo/70k7fAYmIQA/s320/emma.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emma’s my favourite story by Jane Austen. Pride and Prejudice isn’t that bad either but it’s probably because I enjoy watching the Emma movie even more. Gwyneth Paltrow plays Emma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma Woodhouse is rich, smart, and loves playing matchmaker. Her governess, Miss Taylor recently got married and so it’s only Emma and her father in their huge house. Mr. Knightley (Jeremy Northam), Emma’s brother-in-law, visits them occasionally. He is the brother of Emma’s sister’s husband. He frequently advises Emma and warns Emma when she takes things too far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Miss Taylor can’t spend much time with Emma anymore, she has acquired a new friend, Harriet Smith (Toni Collette from The Sixth Sense). Harriet doesn’t know who her parents are but she’s under the care of a Mrs. Godard. Ignoring Mr. Knightley’s warnings, Emma goes on to try to match make Harriet and the preacher, Mr. Elton (Alan Cumming). Unbeknownst to Emma, Mr. Elton was actually falling for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harriet has another admirer, Mr. Martin, but Emma does not approve of him because he’s only a farmer. She thinks that Harriet deserves a better guy. Not wanting to upset Emma, Harriet listens to Emma and rejects Mr. Martin when he asked her to marry him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really, really love this movie! Gwyneth Paltrow is fantastic as Emma. I’ve always thought that Paltrow is an English actress but she’s actually American. She has the English look, that’s why she’s always playing the roles of English women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the same, I also enjoy watching the interactions between Emma and Mr. Knightley. I wanted to look out for secret glances between them to see how their relationship developed. Northam was also perfect as Mr. Knightley. They are now officially my favourite couple from books and movies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-3455504800159644131?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/3455504800159644131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=3455504800159644131' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/3455504800159644131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/3455504800159644131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2008/11/emma.html' title='Emma'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/SSVfpyOwxjI/AAAAAAAAAJo/70k7fAYmIQA/s72-c/emma.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-4588543260008029129</id><published>2008-11-20T12:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T12:56:33.000+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies &quot;S&quot;'/><title type='text'>The Secret Garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/SSTttMcj1PI/AAAAAAAAAJg/PkEWDUCXKus/s1600-h/200px-Secretgarden1993.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270598824621233394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/SSTttMcj1PI/AAAAAAAAAJg/PkEWDUCXKus/s320/200px-Secretgarden1993.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All I can say is that this is a beautiful movie about magic and friendship. Sounds cheesy I know but it’s true. This movie can’t go anymore wrong except for some parts though. Mary Lennox (Kate Maberly) is a memorable character, without any doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary Lennox tells her story of how she grew up in India without any love or attention from her parents. She can’t even dress herself and she’s ten years old. When an earthquake hit India, killing her parents too, she’s sent to England to live at her uncle’s manor called Misselthwaite Manor. The housekeeper, Mrs. Medlock, played by Maggie Smith arrives late to pick Mary up. She calls Mary a “queer, unresponsive little thing”. Poor Mary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the manor, the maid, Martha, with an interesting Scottish accent takes care of Mary. Mary also makes friends with Martha’s younger brother, Dickon (Andrew Knott). Mary also tells Dickon about the secret garden, which she found and together, they made it grow into a beautiful, colourful garden again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, Mary accidentally found her cousin, Colin (Heydon Prowse), who has spent his whole life (ten years) in bed. I think he’s never tried to walk before. He’s adamant that he’s bound to die eventually and seems pessimistic. This makes Mary rather irritated with his behavior and she shows him that she won’t stand for any of his nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what I said earlier, it’s a story of friendship, magic, the discovery of a garden, family, love, etc. You’ll also find the song, “Winter Light” sung by Linda Ronstadt soothing and calming. Well, it’s soothing for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the 1993 film version.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-4588543260008029129?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/4588543260008029129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=4588543260008029129' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/4588543260008029129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/4588543260008029129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2008/11/secret-garden.html' title='The Secret Garden'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/SSTttMcj1PI/AAAAAAAAAJg/PkEWDUCXKus/s72-c/200px-Secretgarden1993.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-623439866047840663</id><published>2008-11-16T23:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T00:01:38.843+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies &quot;L&quot;'/><title type='text'>The Life of David Gale</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/SSBDfHKjrEI/AAAAAAAAAJY/E-TAdGNT5_w/s1600-h/200px-Lifeofdavidgaleposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269285765801815106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 297px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/SSBDfHKjrEI/AAAAAAAAAJY/E-TAdGNT5_w/s320/200px-Lifeofdavidgaleposter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tonight, I watched another disturbing movie. How come I managed to picked them to watch, I have no idea. I was just going through the stack of DVDs and randomly selected the ones that I haven’t watched yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this movie is about a man who’s been given the death sentence for raping and murdering a woman. What’s ironic is that this man, David Gale (Kevin Spacey), a seemingly intelligent lecturer, is very well against the death penalty in Texas. And now he’s being charged for murder of a woman whom he knows. She’s also passionate about the protest against death sentences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few days before his execution, David Gale has agreed to do an interview with a journalist, Bitsie (Kate Winslet) from a prominent magazine. She and an intern set out to interview the guy. Well, she does the interview while her intern scours around looking for further clues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Gale relates his story to Bitsie, she soon discovers that he’s actually innocent of the crime of which he had been accused of. Now they’re running out of time and she’s determined to find out as much as she can so that she can prove Gale innocent in time before his execution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s a really suspense-filled movie with a shocking ending. I was relieved to know that it’s a fictional movie. I thought there was a real David Gale who did what the Gale character in the movie had done!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-623439866047840663?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/623439866047840663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=623439866047840663' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/623439866047840663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/623439866047840663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2008/11/life-of-david-gale.html' title='The Life of David Gale'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/SSBDfHKjrEI/AAAAAAAAAJY/E-TAdGNT5_w/s72-c/200px-Lifeofdavidgaleposter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-8760655499125252270</id><published>2008-11-16T23:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T23:44:14.383+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies &quot;M&quot;'/><title type='text'>The Magdalene Sisters</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/SSA_fEQo9RI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/ATz4OwM4hsA/s1600-h/magdalene.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269281366975509778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 292px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/SSA_fEQo9RI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/ATz4OwM4hsA/s320/magdalene.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It sounds like a rather innocent title but then I should have given it more thought. Magdalene? It should ring a bell. Magdalene actually refers to Mary Magdalene, the prostitute who washed Jesus’ feet. I thought this movie was about sisters who probably came from a Magdalene family! How wrong I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie was thoroughly disturbing. On the cover of the DVD, it was written that it’s based on true events. Well, until I checked Wikipedia, I thought the four main woman characters were real women. They’re actually fictional but what happened to them at the Magdalene Asylum was true. In fact, the treatment at the real asylum was much worse than what was depicted in the film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it’s about four women who are considered as ‘fallen women’ because they aren’t ‘pure’ anymore. Margaret, who I think looks kind of like a smart girl, was raped by her cousin at a wedding. Bernadette, an orphan, is always flirting with boys. Rose gave birth to an illegitimate baby. Crispina gave birth to a baby out of wedlock too. Notice their similarities? They’re connected with men in one way or another but it’s them who have to suffer for it. That was during the 1960s in Ireland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I say that the movie was disturbing, it was literally disturbing. I felt uncomfortable and fidgety while watching it. I couldn’t stand the cruelty the girls received at the asylum. They were treated like scum, humiliated, bullied by the nuns, and even one girl was forced to ‘do a job’ for a priest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m glad to know that the last Magdalene asylum was closed in 1996.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-8760655499125252270?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/8760655499125252270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=8760655499125252270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/8760655499125252270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/8760655499125252270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2008/11/magdalene-sisters.html' title='The Magdalene Sisters'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/SSA_fEQo9RI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/ATz4OwM4hsA/s72-c/magdalene.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-7214259743201149944</id><published>2008-11-16T14:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T14:44:50.539+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies &quot;E&quot;'/><title type='text'>Edward Scissorhands</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/SR_AVXU--sI/AAAAAAAAAJI/NbvODYK1lys/s1600-h/200px-Edwardscissorhandsposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269141562318584514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/SR_AVXU--sI/AAAAAAAAAJI/NbvODYK1lys/s320/200px-Edwardscissorhandsposter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I absolutely love the haunting sound effects in this movie. You know, those ohhh, ahhh being sung by some choir or something. I first watched this when I was a small kid and was just intrigued with the guy who had scissors for hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I’m older and understanding more things, I noticed the contrast being used in the movie. Did you notice the bright and cheery colours in the neighbourhood, from the houses to the people’s clothes? Then, Edward’s mansion is dark, gloomy, just enveloped in some sort of blackness. Even Edward (Johnny Depp) was dressed in black. Why was the contrast being used?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie is about a man, Edward, who was created by an inventor. The old inventor died before he could give Edward a pair of hands so he had to be content with scissor-hands. One day, an Avon saleswoman, Peg finds Edward all alone in his mansion. She then invites him back home and kinds of adopt him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first everyone in town was curious in the new, strange guy. He became popular immediately because of his talent at cutting bushes, dog’s hair, and people’s hair artistically and fashionably. You could say that he’s a creative guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edward also falls in love with Peg’s teenage daughter, Kim (Winona Ryder). She behaves awkwardly toward him at first but then develops an understanding of Edward’s feelings. Kim’s boyfriend was also constantly making fun and bullying Edward. This makes things worse for Edward who’s just gullible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A touching and poignant movie directed by Tim Burton.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-7214259743201149944?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/7214259743201149944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=7214259743201149944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/7214259743201149944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/7214259743201149944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2008/11/edward-scissorhands.html' title='Edward Scissorhands'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/SR_AVXU--sI/AAAAAAAAAJI/NbvODYK1lys/s72-c/200px-Edwardscissorhandsposter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-6921482407104278206</id><published>2008-11-15T18:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T18:15:14.440+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies &quot;R&quot;'/><title type='text'>Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/SR6gyve2voI/AAAAAAAAAJA/rA-iJ27sH2U/s1600-h/200px-Robin_hood_1991.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268825407669845634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/SR6gyve2voI/AAAAAAAAAJA/rA-iJ27sH2U/s320/200px-Robin_hood_1991.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is one of my favourite movies of all time. I’ll definitely never get bored of watching it and enjoying the jokes in it. I highly recommend this movie to people who like Robin Hood or just like English history. I’m not sure if Robin Hood really existed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin Costner is Robin Hood and some critics said that his attempt at speaking English without an American accent was pathetic. Huh, I didn’t notice that in the movie. He performed really well as the prince of thieves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also enjoy watching Morgan Freeman as Azeem or Great One, which is the meaning of his name! Azeem is Muslim while Robin Hood and the other English people are Christians. Although the Holy War was going on, Azeem and Robin Hood understood and trusted each other. Because Robin Hood saved Azeem from prison which they were in together, Azeem has vowed that he will save Robin’s life in future. That’s how they’re always with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course there’s a love story in it too. Robin falls for his childhood friend, Marian, whose hair Robin burned when they were kids. Robin also has to fight off the Sheriff who desires to gain more power and also to take over King Richard’s throne. The Sheriff also had his eyes on Marian. So, she has two men fighting over her but it’s obvious that she prefers Robin more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s a tremendously exciting and fulfilling movie. You’ll enjoy every minute of it! Oh, and do check out Alan Rickman’s performance as the power-crazy Sheriff! Quite different from his role as Professor Snape in Harry Potter, eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-6921482407104278206?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/6921482407104278206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=6921482407104278206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/6921482407104278206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/6921482407104278206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2008/11/robin-hood-prince-of-thieves.html' title='Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/SR6gyve2voI/AAAAAAAAAJA/rA-iJ27sH2U/s72-c/200px-Robin_hood_1991.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-6103864286946022201</id><published>2008-10-27T11:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T11:49:12.366+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies &quot;H&quot;'/><title type='text'>Hearts In Atlantis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/SQU5q7R6_aI/AAAAAAAAAI4/gSjmgQ2zn8o/s1600-h/200px-Hearts_in_Atlantis_film.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261675149282442658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/SQU5q7R6_aI/AAAAAAAAAI4/gSjmgQ2zn8o/s320/200px-Hearts_in_Atlantis_film.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the beginning, we see Bobby Garfield receiving an old baseball glove in the post and later attends a funeral. He also finds out that Carol is already dead and seems really upset to hear about it. After that, we see a flashback of Bobby’s life when he was 11 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobby (Anton Yelchin) and his two best friends, Carol and Sully enjoy having adventures and going to the fair together. Bobby’s life also changes when they have a new boarder to live in his house. An old man with paper bags to put his stuff in. This makes Bobby’s mom (Hope Davis) suspicious of Ted Brautigan (Anthony Hopkins) but Bobby is friendly with him and even earns a dollar a week just by reading newspapers and looking out for the bogeyman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobby’s mom keeps telling him that his father was useless and only left them a lot of unsettled debts. But was Bobby’s dad as bad as that or was he something else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie was based on Stephen King’s book. So you can expect something extraordinary especially with Ted and also Bobby! Anthony Hopkins was brilliant as usual playing the character of an unusual man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll also look out for the book.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-6103864286946022201?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/6103864286946022201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=6103864286946022201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/6103864286946022201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/6103864286946022201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2008/10/hearts-in-atlantis.html' title='Hearts In Atlantis'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/SQU5q7R6_aI/AAAAAAAAAI4/gSjmgQ2zn8o/s72-c/200px-Hearts_in_Atlantis_film.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-5802913489956068052</id><published>2008-10-10T20:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T20:08:35.081+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies &quot;A&quot;'/><title type='text'>Movie Review: August Rush</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/SO9FppdoGGI/AAAAAAAAAIg/L3vWooBaQyE/s1600-h/200px-August_rush_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255495871971727458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/SO9FppdoGGI/AAAAAAAAAIg/L3vWooBaQyE/s320/200px-August_rush_poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All right, where do I start with this movie? I thought that most of it didn’t make any sense at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan Taylor (Freddie Highmore) lives in an orphanage and he claims that he can hear the music in almost everything. He also believes that he will find his parents again. If they don’t find him, he’ll set out to find them himself. The other boys in the orphanage are aghast with his peculiarity but he remains firm with what he believed in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we will watch a flashback of what happened 11 years ago. Lyla Novacek (Keri Russell) is a gifted cellist while Louis (Jonathan Rhys Meyers) is a singer in a band. They happened to meet at a party on a rooftop and slept with each other. After that, due to unforeseen circumstances, they never see each other again. Lyla becomes pregnant and is constantly being pressured by her strict father to give up the baby. Later when the baby was born, Lyla’s father gave the baby up for adoption without her knowing. Instead, he told her that the baby did not survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Louis, on the other hand, has no clue of all the drama in Lyla’s life. He is miserable in his own life too, being unhappy that he couldn’t meet Lyla again. After that, he stopped singing and took up another job where he got to wear expensive suits and ride in expensive cars. He found a new girlfriend too, Jen (Becki Newton) but apparently doesn’t tell her much about himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then back to the present. Evan finally decides to run away from the orphanage in search for his parents. He then meets Arthur who was singing on the streets and tells Arthur that he has no place to stay. Arthur brings Evan back to Wizard (Robin Williams), an eccentric man who loves music too. Wizard then makes Evan change his name to August Rush because it sounds better than plain Evan Taylor. He was probably afraid that somebody might find Evan and bring him back to the orphanage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this kinds of reminds me of Oliver Twist! Instead of picking pockets and bringing the money back to Fagin, the kids in Wizard’s clan perform in the streets and bring back their earnings to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now why did I say that this movie doesn’t make sense? First, Lyla and Louis barely knew each other. They were already sucking face after less than ten minutes of knowing each other. After their one night stand, they still can’t forget each other and you can see that they haven’t really moved on in their lives. They were still pining for each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, wow, is Evan really that talented? He has possibly never seen any music notes in his life but after a brief music lesson, he managed to compose something magnificent. Okay, so he’s a child prodigy but that was quite hard to believe. Anyway, that scene was interesting, where he was writing out music notes as if that’s what he did every day when it was actually his first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still enjoyed this film despite its ridiculous storyline. Rhys Meyers is gorgeous. Girls will enjoy looking at him. He also sings in the movie! Yeah, a chance for you to drool over him. Freddie Highmore was quite okay as young Evan Taylor and as a weirdo who loses himself in the music he hears most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I was disappointed that they didn’t show what happened to Arthur and Wizard in the end. The movie ended way too soon. They should at least have told us what Arthur and Wizard have become.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-5802913489956068052?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/5802913489956068052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=5802913489956068052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/5802913489956068052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/5802913489956068052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2008/10/movie-review-august-rush.html' title='Movie Review: August Rush'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/SO9FppdoGGI/AAAAAAAAAIg/L3vWooBaQyE/s72-c/200px-August_rush_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-8315166150433100518</id><published>2008-10-09T18:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T18:17:19.808+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies &quot;W&quot;'/><title type='text'>What's Eating Gilbert Grape?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/SO3aEXrt9UI/AAAAAAAAAIY/8-X360NeYBw/s1600-h/gilbert+grape.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255096108822951234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/SO3aEXrt9UI/AAAAAAAAAIY/8-X360NeYBw/s320/gilbert+grape.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, this is one of the few movies where Johnny Depp acts as a normal guy. You can see how good-looking he is in this movie! He acted in this film when he was younger. So far, the Johnny Depp movies that I’ve watched were Edward Scissorhands, Secret Window, Pirates of the Caribbean, Sleepy Hollow, Chocolat, and Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. Almost in all those movies, his characters were odd and unusual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Depp is Gilbert Grape in “What’s Eating Gilbert Grape?”. What’s eating the guy, huh? He thinks his life is a complete misery. He has 3 other siblings. The youngest brother (Leonardo DiCaprio), Arnie, is a bit mentally-challenged and needs to be watched most of the time. If not, he’ll always be up to no good and get into trouble. For example, he loves to climb a water tower somewhere in their neighbourhood and the police will come to persuade him to come back down. DiCaprio played the Arnie character really well! That was when he was much younger too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gilbert’s mother is also obese and eats a lot. She never leaves the house anymore and is literally stuck to the couch in front of the television. Gilbert said that she used to be pretty in her younger days but since their father committed suicide years ago, she started to eat her feelings. When she finally stepped out of her house just once, the people in town stared at her like they have never seen her before. Well, they don’t see her much anyway. But it was very rude of them to stare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, Gilbert is also having an affair with a married woman, Betty! She has two sons and quite a nice husband but maybe she’s not so happy with him and finds it more exciting to be with Gilbert. Their relationship deteriorated when a new girl, Becky (Juliette Lewis), appeared in town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gilbert is seen as being a selfish son who’s ashamed of his mother and allows other people to make fun of her. His life is kind of complicated and he’s already making it worse, that is by getting involved with a married woman. But when Becky came into the picture, he confides in her and she helps him understand himself and his family better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s a nice movie, a great one for the whole family to watch together. Arnie’s escapades are quite funny. I enjoyed watching DiCaprio act as Arnie. That one was really fascinating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-8315166150433100518?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/8315166150433100518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=8315166150433100518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/8315166150433100518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/8315166150433100518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2008/10/whats-eating-gilbert-grape.html' title='What&apos;s Eating Gilbert Grape?'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/SO3aEXrt9UI/AAAAAAAAAIY/8-X360NeYBw/s72-c/gilbert+grape.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-5925325243378043937</id><published>2008-09-26T12:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T12:32:56.130+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies &quot;D&quot;'/><title type='text'>Movie Review: Driving Miss Daisy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/SNxl2dKvDYI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/epMfv1uJFYE/s1600-h/200px-Driving_Miss_Daisy_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250183251824151938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/SNxl2dKvDYI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/epMfv1uJFYE/s320/200px-Driving_Miss_Daisy_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was looking through my pile of movies, trying to find some good comedy as I needed some good laughing medicine. Anyway, I came across Driving Miss Daisy starring Morgan Freeman, Jessica Tandy, and Dan Aykroyd. Hmm, it seemed like an interesting one because Morgan Freeman’s in it. I’ve always thought Freeman as a natural and funny actor. You’ll rarely be disappointed with his movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Daisy (Tandy) is an elderly woman who thinks she can drive properly. She’s quite a stubborn old lady and always insists on driving her car herself. One morning, while attempting to drive out of her driveway, she crashes her car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her son, Boolie (Aykroyd), then hires Hoke (Freeman) to be Miss Daisy’s chauffeur. She doesn’t need a chauffeur. If she wants to get anywhere, she can either walk or call a taxicab. So Hoke’s just hanging around the house helping out here and there while being reprimanded by Miss Daisy all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever he does, she has a reason to tell him to stop doing it whether it’s tending to her garden, or if he’s having a small chat with the servant or even when he’s just looking at her photographs! You’ll be amazed at Hoke’s endless patience and happy-go-lucky attitude. Those days were Martin Luther King days and African Americans still received unequal treatment. For example, they weren’t allowed to use the toilets at gas stations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, Miss Daisy begins to treat Hoke in a less harsh way and allows her to drive her around. She also discovers that he can’t read but he knows his ABCs. She then gives him a book to practise his writing during Christmas but she says that it’s not a Christmas present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s a nice movie which touches on racism and friendship.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-5925325243378043937?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/5925325243378043937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=5925325243378043937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/5925325243378043937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/5925325243378043937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2008/09/movie-review-driving-miss-daisy.html' title='Movie Review: Driving Miss Daisy'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/SNxl2dKvDYI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/epMfv1uJFYE/s72-c/200px-Driving_Miss_Daisy_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-7127879736313801250</id><published>2008-09-01T20:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T21:03:43.186+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies &quot;L&quot;'/><title type='text'>Movie Review: The Last Samurai</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/SLvnWCn8-MI/AAAAAAAAAII/Nf13nIJvdqg/s1600-h/the+last+samurai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241036957223286978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/SLvnWCn8-MI/AAAAAAAAAII/Nf13nIJvdqg/s320/the+last+samurai.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you are not accustomed to movies that are bloody and gory, then you had better not watch The Last Samurai! I’m warning you first that this movie is not for the faint of heart but if you want to go ahead and watch it, don’t be hunting for me. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom Cruise is Captain Nathan Algren, a fearless, stubborn and determined soldier from America. He’s been asked to go to Japan and train the Emperor’s newly-picked soldiers to fight against the rebellious samurai. Although Algren thinks that the soldiers aren’t ready for battle yet, they are sent to fight with the attacking samurai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a losing battle for the Emperor’s army but the leader of the samurai gang, Katsumoto (Ken Watanabe), decides to keep Algren alive. His reason? Probably he wished to learn more about the enemy. He was probably fascinated by Algren’s will and determination to keep on fighting even though he’s already badly wounded during battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Algren is brought back to the samurai’s village and put in the care of Katsumoto’s sister, Taka (Koyuki). During battle, Algren killed Taka’s husband. It must be awfully hard for her to nurse the man who took her husband’s life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Algren’s somewhat recovered and has stopped asking for sake, he walked around the cozy little village and took in what he saw. Men practicing fighting, children playing and women working. Somehow, Algren felt kind of peaceful to be there at that village despite being held hostage there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as time went by, he and Katsumoto began learning from each other and Algren gets along with the people. There’s even attraction between him and Taka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algren’s supposed to be against the samurai but now he’s become their friend. What’ll happen next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Last Samurai’s a really interesting movie and it’s quite sad too. I was flabbergasted with the scenes where they sliced people’s heads off! But overall, it’s a great movie and like I said, the slicing of heads was truly realistic! Ugh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-7127879736313801250?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/7127879736313801250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=7127879736313801250' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/7127879736313801250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/7127879736313801250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2008/09/last-samurai.html' title='Movie Review: The Last Samurai'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/SLvnWCn8-MI/AAAAAAAAAII/Nf13nIJvdqg/s72-c/the+last+samurai.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-6378947692679481191</id><published>2008-08-27T09:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T09:25:04.158+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies &quot;C&quot;'/><title type='text'>Movie Review: Chariots of Fire</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/SLSsnKa8ulI/AAAAAAAAAIA/KAnB07R2KTk/s1600-h/200px-Chariots_of_fire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239002055350991442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/SLSsnKa8ulI/AAAAAAAAAIA/KAnB07R2KTk/s320/200px-Chariots_of_fire.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This movie would be great to watch during the Olympic season. Alright, the Olympics are over but we can still watch it anytime! Why, it’s also about the Olympic Games but in 1924. The movie begins by showing a group of men running happily along the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two heroes are Eric Liddell (Ian Charleson) and Harold Abrahams (Ben Cross). They are real people and this movie was based on a true story. Both guys are excellent sportsmen and they run as quick as lightning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this Harold guy is really competitive and I think he wants to be the fastest man on earth. However, he has to compete with Eric to see who is better. When both of them finally ran with each other, Eric won and Harold took the loss rather badly. He’s a sore loser and just wants to win the race. So he asks Sam Mussabini to train him to be a better and faster runner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the Olympic Games is around the corner and the athletes are told on their days of events. When Eric found out that he’s going to be running a 100m race on a Sunday, he didn’t want to. He’s a pious man and believes that Sunday is a day of rest and that he couldn’t run on that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The authorities tried to change Eric’s mind so that he’d run on that day. They even roped in the President of the United States to persuade him to run on Sunday. Luckily, another athlete came up and offered to trade places with Eric. So Eric would still be running but in the 400m on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s just a simple movie about a few runners before the Olympic Games. It shows how they trained, ran, went to college, met girls, etc. A good movie for aspiring athletes out there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-6378947692679481191?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/6378947692679481191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=6378947692679481191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/6378947692679481191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/6378947692679481191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2008/08/movie-review-chariots-of-fire.html' title='Movie Review: Chariots of Fire'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/SLSsnKa8ulI/AAAAAAAAAIA/KAnB07R2KTk/s72-c/200px-Chariots_of_fire.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-5764102629501027954</id><published>2008-08-26T18:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T18:27:50.201+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies &quot;A&quot;'/><title type='text'>Movie Review: 10 Things I Hate About You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/SLPaeHd-MlI/AAAAAAAAAH4/TBEMq_-Zbsc/s1600-h/200px-10_Things_I_Hate_About_You_film.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238771002497708626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/SLPaeHd-MlI/AAAAAAAAAH4/TBEMq_-Zbsc/s320/200px-10_Things_I_Hate_About_You_film.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the modern and high school version of William Shakespeare’s The Taming of the Shrew. There are two sisters who are still named Kat (Julia Stiles) and Bianca (Larisa Oleynik). Kat is the older, bad-tempered and scary sister whilst Bianca is sweet and absolutely charming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron (Joseph Gordon-Levitt), the new boy in school has a major crush on Bianca. His guide and new friend, Michael, shows him around school and tries to tell him that Bianca is not worth chasing after because she’s shallow and conceited. However, Cameron is too deeply in love that he’ll do anything just to go on a date with Bianca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sisters’ father, by the way, has this rule that forbids his daughters to date until they graduate. But later, he changed the rules. The new rule is that Bianca can only date when Kat does. Now almost every guy in school is afraid of Kat and Bianca thought that all hope is gone since she thinks that Kat will never, ever date since she’s kind of like anti-social.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, Cameron and Michael came up with a plan. They’ll try to get Patrick Verona (Heath Ledger) to go out with Kat. Patrick’s a hilarious character. It’s said that he ate a live duck once and many other bizarre things! He’s the bad boy character with long hair and don’t-care attitude. So the two fellas thought this guy is the one who can handle Kat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All they need now is money to get Patrick to ask Kat out on dates. Well, that’s where Joey comes in. Joey’s the rich and popular guy in school and he’s also interested in Bianca. Cameron and Michael trick him by telling him that if he paid Patrick to go out with Kat, then he himself can also go out with Bianca. He doesn’t know that Cameron actually wants the girl for himself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ve got to watch the movie for yourself to actually enjoy it. I’ve always liked the story ‘The Taming of the Shrew’, so I couldn’t wait to watch this movie. Did you know there’s another movie version of this Shakespeare story starring Rufus Sewell? I’ve watched that too and that’s really funny. Rufus Sewell’s a talented actor and his character was delightful to watch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-5764102629501027954?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/5764102629501027954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=5764102629501027954' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/5764102629501027954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/5764102629501027954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2008/08/movie-review-10-things-i-hate-about-you.html' title='Movie Review: 10 Things I Hate About You'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/SLPaeHd-MlI/AAAAAAAAAH4/TBEMq_-Zbsc/s72-c/200px-10_Things_I_Hate_About_You_film.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-764018082740803919</id><published>2008-08-24T09:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T10:10:44.431+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies &quot;N&quot;'/><title type='text'>Movie Review: The Notebook</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/SLC85J5bK1I/AAAAAAAAAHw/31WiyOl504o/s1600-h/the+notebook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237894056727227218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/SLC85J5bK1I/AAAAAAAAAHw/31WiyOl504o/s320/the+notebook.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally I watched this movie. It was not shown in Malaysia, right? And why didn’t they??? It’s such a good movie that it should be shown everywhere. It’s a sad and happy movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noah (Ryan Gosling) ‘blackmails’ Allie (Rachel McAdams) to go out on a date with him. That part was funny. There he was hanging from the roller coaster on one hand to make Allie agree to go out with him. But she got back at him by pulling his pants down right there in front of everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then both of them fall in love. They spent more and more time together and probably fell in love with each other more every day. However, Allie has to go back to New York to continue her studies while Noah will remain in Seabrook, his hometown. That time was summer time, by the way. Allie’s mother doesn’t approve of the relationship between the teenagers because Noah's poor while Allie has a bright future in front of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the last time Allie and Noah saw each other was that night when they fought and broke up with each other. The next day, Allie tried to find Noah to tell him that she’s already leaving for New York but she couldn’t find him. She tells Noah’s friend, Fin, to pass a message to Noah saying that she’s sorry for everything and that she loves him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They then move on with their lives. Allie meets a new guy (James Marsden). He asks her to marry him. Noah rebuilt an old house his father bought for him. He built it the way Allie had asked him to the last time they were in it. He still hoped for Allie to return to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, he spots Allie walking in a street and he gets down from the bus he was in to go after her. He then sees her with another man, which is her fiancé. He leaves feeling devastated and without speaking to Allie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to reveal the ending to you but I guess you know it already! It's a happy and sad ending actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s really a great and moving story. I cried profusely while watching it! Hmm, I bet many girls cried too. I wouldn’t be surprised if even guys did shed a few tears. Great movie. One of the best romantic movies I ever saw.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-764018082740803919?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/764018082740803919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=764018082740803919' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/764018082740803919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/764018082740803919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2008/08/movie-review-notebook.html' title='Movie Review: The Notebook'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/SLC85J5bK1I/AAAAAAAAAHw/31WiyOl504o/s72-c/the+notebook.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-2090648442164675961</id><published>2008-08-20T16:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T17:02:45.826+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies &quot;M&quot;'/><title type='text'>Movie Review: The Mummy: Tomb of the Dragon Emperor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/SKvdQ4L2TkI/AAAAAAAAAHo/na_SxOzIO5w/s1600-h/themummy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236522273778060866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/SKvdQ4L2TkI/AAAAAAAAAHo/na_SxOzIO5w/s320/themummy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I went to watch The Mummy 3 a few days ago. Quite a number of people have been talking about it so I might as well watch it myself! I’m not really a fan of The Mummy movies but this Mummy 3 movie was really good and hilarious. The hilarious parts would include John Hannah’s scenes in the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Evelyn character is played by a different actress too, Maria Bello. The original actress, Rachel Weisz rejected the movie because she had problems with the script, I think. Well, what a waste. Anyway, the new actress is not that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, there’s Jet Li and Michelle Yeoh but their roles are minimal ones. You won’t see much of kung fu stunts from Jet Li. Michelle Yeoh had more stunts than him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the story’s about the Terracotta army and the evil Dragon Emperor who wants to marry Zi Yuan (Michelle Yeoh) but her heart belonged to another guy, General Ming. Well, she managed to curse the Emperor and his army before going on to live an immortal life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 2000 years later, Rick O’Connell’s son, Alex (Luke Ford), all grown up and following in his father’s footsteps, discovered the Terracotta army. His father thinks he’s a good-for-nothing kid while his mother is quite over-protective over him. I thought Alex an arrogant and cocky kind of guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, a General Yang is set on bringing back the Emperor to life to continue leading his army to conquer everything in sight. When he managed to bring the Emperor to life, he pledged loyalty towards the emperor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I almost forgot about another new character, Lin (Isabella Leong). She is Zi Yuan and General Ming’s daughter. She is ready to stop anyone who tries to bring the emperor back to life. Alex falls for her but she tells him that they can’t be together. Ah, the usual drama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was a great Mummy experience for me although no mummies are involved now, only an evil emperor in the form of Jet Li.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-2090648442164675961?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/2090648442164675961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=2090648442164675961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/2090648442164675961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/2090648442164675961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2008/08/movie-review-mummy-tomb-of-dragon.html' title='Movie Review: The Mummy: Tomb of the Dragon Emperor'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/SKvdQ4L2TkI/AAAAAAAAAHo/na_SxOzIO5w/s72-c/themummy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-5981186877340357005</id><published>2008-07-02T09:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T09:45:08.397+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies &quot;A&quot;'/><title type='text'>Movie Review: American Pie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/SGrhAsqOv8I/AAAAAAAAAHg/oHlgrTdidl8/s1600-h/200px-American_pie_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218230520366677954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/SGrhAsqOv8I/AAAAAAAAAHg/oHlgrTdidl8/s320/200px-American_pie_poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay, I’m going to say outright that this is a stupid movie. Maybe not extremely stupid but just mediocre. And why is it called American Pie? Well, I’ll let you find out yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this movie is about four teenage boys who are about to finish high school and also dreading to go to college as virgins. Jim (Jason Biggs), Chris (Chris Klein), Kevin (Thomas Ian Nicholas), and Paul Finch (Eddie Kaye Thomas) make a pact that they’ll do whatever it takes to try to get a date on prom night and then make their move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim is always caught in ‘the act’ alone in his bedroom by his father (Eugene Levy). His father then tries to explain to him about the facts of life but in an embarrassing and funny way. Also, Jim likes Nadia, who’s a sexy foreign exchange student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris seems to be the nice guy and joins the choir to meet girls. He’s actually a lacrosse player, so his teammate, Stifler (Seann William Scott) is always teasing him. However, Chris gets lucky when he befriends a choir mate, Heather (Mena Suvari).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin already has a girlfriend but they’ve not done it yet. His girlfriend overhears him saying something inappropriate and gets angry with him. Uh-oh. Does this mean that Kevin will still be a virgin on prom night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, there’s the socially-awkward Paul Finch who manages to impress a lot of girls with his quirky ways, much to the surprise and bewilderment of his friends. Now, almost every girl would like to go to the prom with Finch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Stifler has got to be the most irritating character. He’s arrogant, self-centred, and a bully. But it’s hilarious to watch him teasing the 4 friends and they can’t say much in retaliation. Stifler’s always holding huge parties and is disrespectful to girls most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, is that all that the guys really want? Just to lose their virginity? Well, the ending is okay, though. It’s also not one of the funniest movies I’ve ever seen. There are way more other movies that are funnier. Hmm, perhaps I was more engrossed with the guys’ stupidity and thinking what they’ll get into next. Oh yeah, look out for Michelle, Jim’s date for the prom. I think she says the funniest line in it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-5981186877340357005?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/5981186877340357005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=5981186877340357005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/5981186877340357005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/5981186877340357005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2008/07/movie-review-american-pie.html' title='Movie Review: American Pie'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/SGrhAsqOv8I/AAAAAAAAAHg/oHlgrTdidl8/s72-c/200px-American_pie_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-6357089751788115666</id><published>2008-06-30T09:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T09:45:36.700+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies &quot;O&quot;'/><title type='text'>Movie Review: Over Her Dead Body</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/SGg7reuaF0I/AAAAAAAAAHY/W6K7y4n_OoA/s1600-h/200px-Overherdeadbodyeva.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217485786476844866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/SGg7reuaF0I/AAAAAAAAAHY/W6K7y4n_OoA/s320/200px-Overherdeadbodyeva.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eva Longoria Parker once again takes the role as the self-centred, fussy woman, like in Desperate Housewives! I bought this movie just because she’s in it and I can’t wait to see how it’d be like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this movie was just okay. There are a few funny bits here and there but I find the storyline a bit odd. Anyway, let me tell you briefly what it’s about. Kate (Eva Longoria Parker) and Henry (Paul Rudd) are about to get married. Kate is shown bossing people around getting ready for the big day. Then, as of her luck, a huge ‘angel’ ice sculpture falls down on her, probably killing her on the spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is then one year later and it looks like Henry isn’t moving on because he probably doesn’t have the heart to go out with another woman. His sister drags him to see a psychic, Ashley (Lake Bell), to try to contact Kate and maybe talk to her. Ashley has her gay best friend, Dan (Jason Biggs), as her assistant but he’s too clumsy to be of any kind of help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley, seeing how hot Henry is, starts to fall for him and vice versa. Kate, whose soul still isn’t at rest yet, is agitated because she thinks Henry is moving on way too fast. So she tries to break the new lovebirds up even if it’s the last thing she does on Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a story about letting go of someone you really love, even though you are already dead. True, it’s hard, but for how long can you really hold on to a person and not move on?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-6357089751788115666?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/6357089751788115666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=6357089751788115666' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/6357089751788115666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/6357089751788115666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2008/06/movie-review-over-her-dead-body.html' title='Movie Review: Over Her Dead Body'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/SGg7reuaF0I/AAAAAAAAAHY/W6K7y4n_OoA/s72-c/200px-Overherdeadbodyeva.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-1594820216647433235</id><published>2008-06-16T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T00:38:06.824+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating and relationships'/><title type='text'>Getting Married At 20?</title><content type='html'>Are you ready to tie the knot that that age?  What if your boyfriend or some guy who’s been in love with you for a long time and he decide to pop the question to you?  Or maybe it’s the other way round, that is, the girl herself who asks it first?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You definitely need to consider a few things first before saying ‘Yes!  I’ll marry you!’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money.  Yes, money is important.  Can your husband-to-be support you later when you tie the knot?  What if you were to have children?  It’s okay if your future husband is loaded or he’s already stable and has a steady income.  But if both of you are still students and there’s no income coming in, then what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studies.  If one of you is studying, can you juggle marriage and books at the same time?  My friend, who’s still in university, is going to get married.  I’m curious as to how it’ll be.  I’m really happy for her but I’m just curious.  Has anyone else done this before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your parents.  Do they approve of your marrying at such an early age?  Now we think that getting married at 20 is way too early but in the olden days, girls got married when they were as young as 16 or younger!  However, in modern days, it’s considered quite unusual if you got married too early probably because we don’t want to be tied down to one person too soon.  Anyway, if your parents object, then you might need to sit them down and talk with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is he/she The One?  This is probably the most important thing that you need to give some thought to.  Marriage is for life, if you haven’t realized yet.  I was genuinely shocked and basically worried when my ex suggested that we registered.  I must have really hurt his feelings by acting all too shocked.  Heck, I’m still a student and my family didn’t even know about him.  Well, that was the past anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love…marriage…it seemed so far away when I was younger.  Now, we are all grown up.  A close of friend of mine is going to get married.  She’s the same age as me.  We were friends since we were 12.  Now she’s going to get married!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’ve really grown up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-1594820216647433235?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/1594820216647433235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=1594820216647433235' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/1594820216647433235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/1594820216647433235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2008/06/getting-married-at-20.html' title='Getting Married At 20?'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-3045739997429483297</id><published>2008-06-11T11:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T11:38:28.623+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating and relationships'/><title type='text'>Gonna Shoot For The Moon</title><content type='html'>How long was it huh?  Since the last time when I felt like the world was going to end?  All thanks to one *special* guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phooo...it's not like I'm 100% recovered or something, I'm still in the process of healing and recovering from...um, depression?  Post-break-up trauma?  Whatever it was, it still is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends advised me to keep myself busy.  Fine, I'll try to be busy but it's not enough to get rid of him from my mind AND also from my dreams!  Even when we were still dating, I've never dreamt so much about him.  And now he decides to appear in my dreams now that we've broken up.  Great timing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to convince myself that he's way over me and has already moved on in life with the new girlfriend whom he may have already known only for 2 months now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I have that stinking feeling that I'm waiting for something.  What is it?  A new guy to dance his way into my life?  For him to call me and beg me to take him back?  Before this, I keep saying to myself that something good will come out of this.  Well, I'm probably waiting for that something *good* to happen.  Whatever it is!  And that it's better to wait for it patiently.  Good things come to those who wait, you know.  I'm still trying to believe it myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I wonder how many proverbs and sayings that I've gone through.  It's a way to convince myself, that's all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-3045739997429483297?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/3045739997429483297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=3045739997429483297' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/3045739997429483297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/3045739997429483297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2008/06/gonna-shoot-for-moon.html' title='Gonna Shoot For The Moon'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-4944377861626669768</id><published>2008-05-10T12:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T12:47:21.157+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating and relationships'/><title type='text'>Wake Me Up!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Man, I really need somebody or a few people to slap me hard and scold me endlessly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a pathetic pile of crumbs.  Even listening to music most of the time doesn't really help.  I need to get an iPod or something.  When I wake up, before I go to sleep, actually, most of the time, I keep thinking about him.  Oh, please, please, please, get out of my damn mind!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've been listening to these songs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Dance Inside - The All-American Rejects&lt;br /&gt;2. Runaway - Avril Lavigne&lt;br /&gt;3. The Potential Break Up Song - Aly &amp; AJ&lt;br /&gt;4. Don't Tell Me - Avril Lavigne&lt;br /&gt;5. My Happy Ending - Avril Lavigne&lt;br /&gt;6. Freak Out - Avril Lavigne&lt;br /&gt;7. Shut Up - Black Eyed Peas&lt;br /&gt;8. It's My Life - Bon Jovi&lt;br /&gt;9. She's So High - Everclear&lt;br /&gt;10. Too Little Too Late - JoJo&lt;br /&gt;11. Don't Speak - No Doubt&lt;br /&gt;12. Don't Look Back In Anger - Oasis&lt;br /&gt;13. Stop &amp; Stare - One Republic&lt;br /&gt;14. Bounce - Sarah Connor&lt;br /&gt;15. Dare You To Move - Switchfoot&lt;br /&gt;16. Apologize - Timbaland feat. One Republic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of these songs are hard, loud, noisy and that's the way I like it now.  The noisier, the better.  I can blast them right in my ears and block out the whole world as well as reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on is tough for me.  My friends said I got to get myself together.  Why waste time dreaming when he's out there enjoying with his new girl???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my gosh.  It is tough.  I need to tell my friends to scold me as much as possible.  I need to realize that he's so not worth it.  Fickle-minded guy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-4944377861626669768?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/4944377861626669768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=4944377861626669768' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/4944377861626669768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/4944377861626669768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2008/05/wake-me-up.html' title='Wake Me Up!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-6063489136846990878</id><published>2008-05-09T22:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T22:32:52.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Fill-Ins</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3043/2459486282_9be6217be7_t.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cake&lt;/span&gt; had an extra secret ingredient; it was &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;chilli sauce&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Leave&lt;/span&gt; through my window.&lt;br /&gt;3. Right now, I need &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a break&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The internet&lt;/span&gt; is where I went Thursday night; it was &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;time to chat with friends&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;5. Why does &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; hurt so much?&lt;br /&gt;6. All I can think of is the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;break up&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;7. And as for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;watch the TV and chat with a friend&lt;/span&gt;, tomorrow my plans include &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dinner at a dreaded place&lt;/span&gt; and Sunday, I want to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sleep&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some of my answers make no sense at all....that's part of the fun, right? =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-6063489136846990878?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/6063489136846990878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=6063489136846990878' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/6063489136846990878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/6063489136846990878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2008/05/friday-fill-ins.html' title='Friday Fill-Ins'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3043/2459486282_9be6217be7_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-411261161510455162</id><published>2008-05-03T10:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T10:42:20.636+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating and relationships'/><title type='text'>Breaking Up Is Really Hard To Do</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/SBvQu7HvbYI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/PIOao5TK8ww/s1600-h/breaking_up_wideweb__470x453,0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195976099664719234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/SBvQu7HvbYI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/PIOao5TK8ww/s320/breaking_up_wideweb__470x453,0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Picture from &lt;a href="http://www.brisbanetimes.com.au/news/relationships/breaking-up-is-easy/2007/04/13/1175971312937.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's embarrassing that I'm in such a sad state right now. I have no mood to do anything. No mood to eat, no mood to read, no mood to watch TV, no mood to sleep (unless I'm feeling extremely drowsy), but luckily I still have the mood to blog. It seems that writing is a kind of special therapy. It helps the writer when she's depressed, sad, suffering from grief, etc. I started this blog because I was angry about 2 or 3 years ago. Guess I got my inspiration to write and it's all due to how I felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right. Breaking up. I hate it. I've broken up many times with the same guy before. He's my first guy, by the way, and he always told me that we'd be forever. I was skeptical each time he said that. Well, looks like forever only lasted for 3 years. Yup, that's how long we've been together. We did break up a few times but always got back together. He would come begging me to take him back. He did beg me to take him back this time but I was not sure. He was the one who initiated the break up last Saturday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the perfect girlfriend and I don't know what more he wants from me. He says that I don't love him enough or show concern for him. I'm not caring, loving, or understanding. Last Saturday, I felt like I've been kicked in the teeth when he told me that he's leaving me. That time was the time when I needed him most as something unfortunate had happened to me (I won't say what it was but it's really bad and sad). And he decided to dump me! Later, he claimed that he's drunk at the time and kept apologizing and begging me to accept him as my guy again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, I don't know, I don't know what to do now. So far, we've only communicated via SMS and I don't think it's a good idea but I can't really meet him face to face now. There's no time for that. Communicating through SMS isn't that effective I think. It's slow and it's not really interpersonal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll need to try to keep myself occupied and not think of &lt;i&gt;him&lt;/i&gt; too often.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-411261161510455162?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/411261161510455162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=411261161510455162' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/411261161510455162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/411261161510455162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2008/05/breaking-up-is-really-hard-to-do.html' title='Breaking Up Is Really Hard To Do'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/SBvQu7HvbYI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/PIOao5TK8ww/s72-c/breaking_up_wideweb__470x453,0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-4821394658917755217</id><published>2008-04-30T13:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T13:37:57.619+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>Is It Worth It Doing Paid Posts?</title><content type='html'>It’s been a question which many of us bloggers have been asking ourselves ever since blogging for money became a fad some time ago.  Does having paid posts on our blogs corrupt the ‘purity’ of blogging?  I know that it’s quick and easy money and no wonder many bloggers don’t have the heart to reject an opportunity from certain ‘blogging for money websites’.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah!  If I were offered $20 to write a 100-word post, I don’t think I could pass it up!  $20 is like RM60.  Even a job at Kumon only pays RM4 an hour.  This is RM60 and I can definitely write the article in less than an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, in truth, people don’t enjoy visiting blogs that are full of paid posts.  I know I don’t.  People visit blogs to read the real stuff, real experiences and not fake opinions on some products that they have never and will never use.  Some bloggers even write one paid post after another!  I thought the rule was to write a non-paid post after a paid post.  Hmm, some people are just too greedy, it seems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it.  Having paid posts in your blog actually drives your readers away.  Well, maybe it’ll attract the ones who do paid posts too.  Maybe they are there for another reason, which is to spy on how you write!  It’s not easy to write about bad credit or mortgages or other serious topics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what do you think?  I used to do paid posts for this blog but unfortunately, this blog received no more opportunities!  =D   Since then, I stopped writing paid posts in this blog.  Anyhow, if someone were to offer me $20 to write a 100 words article on some product, I would have to say that I wouldn’t mind at all!  See, some things are just too hard to say no to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-4821394658917755217?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/4821394658917755217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=4821394658917755217' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/4821394658917755217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/4821394658917755217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2008/04/is-it-worth-it-doing-paid-posts.html' title='Is It Worth It Doing Paid Posts?'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-5662926891304166134</id><published>2008-04-14T11:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T12:07:05.984+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><title type='text'>Horrible, Healthy Housework</title><content type='html'>Oh what the heck?  I'm so in the blogging mood right now and my topic for today will be 'Housework'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You heard that right?  What could there possibly be anything to say about something as mundane as housework?  Well, I'll share with you my experience of doing housework and the benefits it could bring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all know that if you clean something, it'll be clean right?  I'm sure most people like to see clean things.  I can't possibly imagine anyone who prefers dirty things like dirt, grease and cobwebs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my point is when you do housework, your house will be clean!  If you live in a clean home, it'll be a pleasant and happy home.  There will be no disorder, no mess, no tripping over stuff lying about the floor, no disgusted look on guests' faces, etc.  Of course, if you knew that guests are coming, you'll quickly do some cleaning here and there, right???  Maybe you'll only clean where you think the guests are more likely to see.  Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides having a clean house, you'll get your exercise when you do housework.  For example, you'll be exercising your hand and arm muscles when you wash the dishes, scrub the bathroom, sweep and mop the floor, etc.  As for leg exercises, well, cleaning the bathroom again, jumping up and down to clear cobwebs on ceilings that are low, bending and squatting when sweeping under your beds and lots more.  Housework is absolutely diversified!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truthfully, I don't fancy doing housework myself.  I know that it brings a lot of good but I'm just too lazy sometimes.  My mom will tell me to sweep the floor, mop the floor, clean my room, etc.  Only when I'm in the mood, then I'll gladly help out with the housework.  And guess what?  I like to see the results.  A cleaner home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you people think?  Do you like housework?  Hit me with comments!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-5662926891304166134?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/5662926891304166134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=5662926891304166134' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/5662926891304166134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/5662926891304166134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2008/04/horrible-healthy-housework.html' title='Horrible, Healthy Housework'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-880675525597127729</id><published>2008-04-14T10:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T11:07:38.501+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Internet'/><title type='text'>The New Pink</title><content type='html'>Oh wow!  I didn't know that pink could look so good...hehe!  I've been scouring around the internet for nice-looking, arty templates so that I can use it for this blog.  The previous 'Music is Life' blog was nice but I think this built-in template is better and more convenient for me.  It doesn't take long to load too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, my RSS feed is looking oh-so-fine.  Everything is working perfectly, I think.  And, I've never been more happier with my blog's layout!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know about Blogskins.com?  Over there, anyone can upload their work and self-designed templates and anyone can download them to use it on their own blogs.  I've seen lots of really nice layouts and wish I could use them for my blog.  Unfortunately, there's either something wrong somewhere and I don't want to use them.  You know, you just want that perfect layout so you'll never complain later!  That's what I was looking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, I've just discovered this pinky layout.  I'm not really a pink kind of person, I'm more of blue, but since this pink looks nice, I might as well use and keep it!  Hehe!  Everything looks neat, nice, and most importantly, in order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling quite guilty now cos I'm not studying.  That's what I should be doing now actually!  I have a test on Thursday.  Truth is, I'm a little bored of studying.  I'd rather go online, read blogs, update on my dying blog, and if I can, I just want to read my story books.  I have a huge stack just waiting for me.  But if I start reading, then I won't be able to stop.  And if I can't stop, then I won't be studying for any exam! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...I guess this is the end.  For now.  Who knows when my next post will be.  Maybe next week, or on Wednesday, or tomorrow or even 10 minutes later!  Nothing can be predicted when it comes to me.  LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-880675525597127729?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/880675525597127729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=880675525597127729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/880675525597127729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/880675525597127729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2008/04/new-pink.html' title='The New Pink'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-3950733415826375693</id><published>2008-04-13T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T23:59:39.258+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='education'/><title type='text'>The Over-Achiever</title><content type='html'>Have you noticed that young people or students nowadays have a long list of extra-curricular activities?  I know that the more extra-curricular activities you have, the higher the chance you’ll get a much-coveted scholarship, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at a students’ forum the other day and one girl introduced herself in the Introduction section.  She also mentioned that she’s something like an extra-curricular addict and listed out all her achievements.  They were assistant head prefect, sports house captain, president of some club, secretary of another club, and a list of other posts she managed to snap up during school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compared to hers, my list of extra-curricular looks darn pathetic.  Even if I had combined 5 years’ worth of activities, they still wouldn’t match up with hers!  Haha!  That was a mere exaggeration.  But I did participate in a few activities though I got bored of them later on partly because very few of friends were interested as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that girl’s schedule must be pretty tight.  Does she have time to study or do anything for herself?  Yeah, I know that youngsters nowadays have tons of energy to do lots of things but I find it really hard to believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it can make people envy you if you’ve been extremely active during school.  But then, I doubt if they had set apart some free time for themselves.  Do correct me if I’m wrong, though!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-3950733415826375693?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/3950733415826375693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=3950733415826375693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/3950733415826375693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/3950733415826375693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2008/04/over-achiever.html' title='The Over-Achiever'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-8494156879453495043</id><published>2008-04-01T10:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T09:39:11.306+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies &quot;A&quot;'/><title type='text'>Movie Review: A Walk to Remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/R_GjGTo0ydI/AAAAAAAAAHI/NblYNacZG7Y/s1600-h/walk_onesheet_onlinecopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184103974826199506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/R_GjGTo0ydI/AAAAAAAAAHI/NblYNacZG7Y/s320/walk_onesheet_onlinecopy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I guess some people who watched this movie cried during the sad parts. A Walk to Remember is based on a book written by Nicholas Sparks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Landon Carter (Shane West) and his group of friends were up to no good one night. They caused a new student to hit his head and injure himself. But only Landon was caught and was punished. He had to tutor some kids, do community service, and join the drama club. It’s during drama practice that Landon got to know Jamie (Mandy Moore) better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie is the reverend’s daughter. She’s prim, proper, and unpopular. Even if she were the last girl on earth, Landon would never think of dating her. By the way, Landon needed help with his lines for the drama they were practicing and he asked Jamie to help him. She agreed to help on one condition, that is, he should not fall in love with her. Landon laughed and said that it wasn’t a problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But their friendship lasted only for a while. He embarrassed her in front of his friends and she didn’t want anything to do with him anymore. They still went for drama rehearsals but barely spoke with each other. When they passed each other in the school hallway, they don’t look at each other too. But then they’ll still look back to check on each other. =) Without the other person knowing, of course. Hmm…I think it was only Jamie who turned around to check on Landon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the day of the drama came. Jamie looked so stunning that Landon was completely taken aback. He even took the opportunity to kiss her while they were acting. That made one of Landon’s girl friends jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then after drama day, he kept chasing her, telling her that he had feelings for her and that she shouldn’t deny her feelings for him too. There was a lot of fighting, crying, pushing away, but they became a couple in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Landon didn’t know was that Jamie had a deep, dark secret. Well, don’t we all? The reason Jamie told Landon not to fall in love with her was because of that secret. She’s not sure if Landon could deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Walk to Remember is a sweet, heartrending and tear-jerking movie. it’s not your normal teen flick but you’ll like watching it all the same. Plus, I like the song ‘Someday We’ll Know’ sung by Mandy Moore and Jonathan Foreman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-8494156879453495043?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/8494156879453495043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=8494156879453495043' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/8494156879453495043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/8494156879453495043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2008/04/movie-review-walk-to-remember.html' title='Movie Review: A Walk to Remember'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/R_GjGTo0ydI/AAAAAAAAAHI/NblYNacZG7Y/s72-c/walk_onesheet_onlinecopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-6653077258895705588</id><published>2008-04-01T10:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T09:39:40.162+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies &quot;K&quot;'/><title type='text'>Movie Review: The Kite Runner</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/R_Ge_Do0ycI/AAAAAAAAAHA/BG2_3g22nG0/s1600-h/kite_runner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184099452225636802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/R_Ge_Do0ycI/AAAAAAAAAHA/BG2_3g22nG0/s320/kite_runner.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have just watched The Kite Runner and I think it’s a very powerful movie. A beyond powerful movie! I have to read that book later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, The Kite Runner tells the story of two young boys who are the best of friends. One boy is rich, Amir, and the other boy, Hassan, is Amir’s father’s servant’s son. But then, they set aside their differences and enjoyed hanging out with each other, like what friends normally do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hassan is the most loyal friend that you could ever find. He’d do absolutely anything for Amir but Amir is too selfish and thinks only for himself. The truth is, Amir is a downright lousy friend and poor Hassan can’t do anything about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Hassan was being bullied by some older boys, Amir only hid and watched poor Hassan suffer. And all the time, Hassan had been defending Amir. The older boys told Hassan that Amir only played with him when there’s nobody else around to play with but Hassan was too loyal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart went out to Hassan during that scene. If I could, I wanted to punch Amir in the face for not helping his best friend. This movie can really bring out the emotional side of you but that’s the right to do, isn’t it? Amir should have helped his friend. One of the older boys even raped Hassan. Now, that’s just terrible. The older boys looked down on Hassan because he’s only a servant’s son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, Hassan and Amir never played with each other again. Amir even had the audacity to accuse Hassan of being a coward! Now that’s too much. Why did Hassan ever bother to stick with this selfish fella?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, soon the Russians invaded Afghanistan. Amir and his father escaped to the United States and they stayed there for many years. Amir graduated from college and wanted to become a writer. Yeah, he was always writing stories too when he was young and he would read to Hassan, who probably didn’t know how to read then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amir fell in love with a general’s daughter and got married. They’ve tried to have kids but they weren’t successful. One day, Amir got a call from Afghanistan. It’s his father’s friend whose health was deteriorating and he asked Amir to return. When Amir got back to Afghanistan, he received shocking new information from his father’s old friend. News regarding Hassan that would change his life forever, I presume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendship, betrayal, loyalty, cowardice, war, cruelty, kindness, compassion, regret….that’s what The Kite Runner is all about. It’s a wonderful, incredible movie and I strongly recommend you to watch it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-6653077258895705588?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/6653077258895705588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=6653077258895705588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/6653077258895705588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/6653077258895705588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2008/04/movie-review-kite-runner.html' title='Movie Review: The Kite Runner'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/R_Ge_Do0ycI/AAAAAAAAAHA/BG2_3g22nG0/s72-c/kite_runner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-6435409112328692081</id><published>2008-03-28T23:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T09:40:11.110+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies &quot;O&quot;'/><title type='text'>Movie Review: The Other Boleyn Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/R-0WDDo0ybI/AAAAAAAAAG4/7z6ZdYyrQbM/s1600-h/other_boleyn_girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182822987945265586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/R-0WDDo0ybI/AAAAAAAAAG4/7z6ZdYyrQbM/s320/other_boleyn_girl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This might not be a good review of The Other Boleyn Girl as I don’t think I understood all the parts in the movie. I have to watch it again. I know that it’s based on Philippa Gregory’s book and it’s about King Henry VIII (Eric Bana) and his wives, etc. So, it sounds like a very interesting movie to me and it really was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It kind of blew me away. Well, that’s exaggerating but I wonder if the story is based on the real story or not. I’ll have to check that out. (Just checked and yeah, it’s based on the real one!) But, in the movie, King Henry is portrayed as a weak man, who only wants to sleep with different women. Pity his wife, the Queen. He even had to divorce her so that he can sleep with Anne Boleyn (Natalie Portman)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right, there are two sisters, Anne and Mary Boleyn (Scarlett Johansson). Mary is already married but then the King has taken a fancy to her and she’s supposed to live in court where he can be with her. This made Anne jealous because she’s the one who’s supposed to be the King’s mistress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Mary gave birth to a baby boy, something the King wants because he needs a male heir. But, at that time, he’s already fallen in love with Anne, and he just ignores Mary and her newborn son. Anne doesn’t want to give herself to him yet, until she becomes the Queen of England, which she becomes eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, things go awry for her. She can’t bear the King a son and she starts to panic. When things become bad, she pleaded with her brother to do something for her, something which will cost him his life if it was found out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Other Boleyn Girl is a dramatic story/movie. Because of the Anne and Mary’s uncle and father’s greed and silliness, their lives are ruined. Ooh, I really have to read the book!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-6435409112328692081?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/6435409112328692081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=6435409112328692081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/6435409112328692081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/6435409112328692081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2008/03/movie-review-other-boleyn-girl.html' title='Movie Review: The Other Boleyn Girl'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/R-0WDDo0ybI/AAAAAAAAAG4/7z6ZdYyrQbM/s72-c/other_boleyn_girl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-9036555702043508722</id><published>2008-03-28T23:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T09:40:38.807+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies &quot;A&quot;'/><title type='text'>Movie Review: 27 Dresses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/R-0SkDo0yaI/AAAAAAAAAGw/pL0K2AFKOIg/s1600-h/27-dresses-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182819156834437538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/R-0SkDo0yaI/AAAAAAAAAGw/pL0K2AFKOIg/s320/27-dresses-poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I watched 27 Dresses and &lt;a href="http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2008/03/movie-review-other-boleyn-girl.html"&gt;The Other Boleyn Girl&lt;/a&gt;! I will review 27 Dresses now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katherine Heigl plays Jane, who is hopelessly in love with her boss, without him knowing about it, of course. I knew Heigl from the Roswell series and she’s absolutely beautiful and funny, so I guess 27 Dresses would be worth watching. Well, parts of it, actually. I like Judy Greer’s character, too. She’s entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to Jane. Jane loves weddings and she is sincere in helping brides on their wedding day. She makes sure that everything goes smoothly during the wedding so it’ll definitely be a happy day for the newly-weds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At one wedding, a reporter, Kevin/Malcolm notices Jane leaving the wedding in a taxi and starts changing in the taxi too. Truth is, Jane is attending two weddings at the same time! It’s unbelievable at how she does it but in the end, she must be quite exhausted that she passed out at one of the weddings. That’s when she first talked to Kevin/Malcolm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I write Kevin/Malcolm because he uses both names in the movie. He tells Jane his name is Kevin Doyle when he’s actually Malcolm Doyle. By the way, Jane hates him. But if she hates him, why would she wear all her 27 bridesmaid dresses and parade in front of him? That’s when he takes pictures of her and puts them to good use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I forgot about Tess, Jane’s younger sister. Tess catches the eye of Jane’s boss and to Jane’s fury and agony, they plan to get married! Life for her is just falling apart. It’s quite pitiful for her since the man she loves is in love with her little sister. Well, she didn’t tell him about her feelings in the first place, so it’s not anyone’s fault except hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the same, 27 Dresses is pretty worth your ticket money. Girls can enjoy drooling over James Marsden and do watch out for Jane’s friend’s role played by Judy Greer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-9036555702043508722?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/9036555702043508722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=9036555702043508722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/9036555702043508722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/9036555702043508722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2008/03/movie-review-27-dresses.html' title='Movie Review: 27 Dresses'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/R-0SkDo0yaI/AAAAAAAAAGw/pL0K2AFKOIg/s72-c/27-dresses-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-708264869973661935</id><published>2008-03-02T12:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T09:41:18.447+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies &quot;L&quot;'/><title type='text'>Movie Review: Little Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I watched Little Man last night. I saw the preview a long time ago but just didn't watch the movie yet. It was funny, the preview. Luckily, my sis has the DVD so I popped it into the DVD player last night. Wanted to rewind you know. All assignments are done and already handed in and I really needed to relax!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, like my title, Little Man wasn't as nice and funny as White Chicks. Little Man was quite a flop for me, unfortunately, though there are some funny moments. There are some illogical parts too. In fact, the whole movie is illogical. The 'baby' is not cute at all. Okay, the baby is downright ugly. It's mind-boggling as to how the family can take the baby in. It's out of kindness. Well, they must be really, really the kindest people ever to take in such a baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Plus, the baby does weird stuff like sticking his tongue in the woman's mouth when she, one of his new parents' friends, kissed him goodbye. Naturally, she freaked out. Actually, this 'baby' is just trouble!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The story is that he's pretending to be a baby. He's actually a 40-year-old guy and he's just been released from jail. Then, he's out to rob a jewellery store and hid a diamond he stole into a woman's bag because that time the police were coming. After that, he had to pretend to be a little baby in her house so he can get the diamond back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh, I've just installed the latest version of Windows Live Messenger version 2008. What are the special features for this version? Well, I guess there are some extra add-ons that might be useful for me like the Mail thing and the Start Writer. I have to figure out how it works later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sunday, Sunday, Sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-708264869973661935?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/708264869973661935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=708264869973661935' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/708264869973661935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/708264869973661935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2008/03/not-as-nice-as-white-chicks.html' title='Movie Review: Little Man'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-301800938662558999</id><published>2008-02-04T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T13:34:14.558+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Lifehouse Is Back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/R6ajw7TGJYI/AAAAAAAAAGk/V30pYm-TJYo/s1600-h/Who_We_Are_-_Lifehouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162994083773687170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/R6ajw7TGJYI/AAAAAAAAAGk/V30pYm-TJYo/s320/Who_We_Are_-_Lifehouse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmmm....I wonder if their latest album, Who We Are, are in local music stores or not! No, I'm not planning to buy the pirated version. I am going to go original! Yeah! Lifehouse is a great band, in my opinion. One of the best rock bands around. Well, they are more pop rock actually. And Jason Wade is soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo gorgeous! I sound like a teeny-bopper now, don't I? Haha! Please raise your hands and scream 'Lifehouse rocks' if you agree with me on how good-looking Wade is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I've only downloaded their songs from the Internet and I love 'Broken'. I love the tune, especially the chorus part. And I am already familiar with 'First Time'. That's a catchy song. It sounds almost pop! I'd prefer if their songs were more like 'Hanging By A Moment', but you can't have too many songs that sound almost the same right? It would be awfully boring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next song that I've heard from this album is 'Whatever It Takes'. It's an okay song for me...I still prefer 'Broken'. Well, it's sad that I've only heard 3 songs from their latest album. 3 songs??? And I call myself a fan? Pathetic!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-301800938662558999?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/301800938662558999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=301800938662558999' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/301800938662558999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/301800938662558999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2008/02/lifehouse-is-back.html' title='Lifehouse Is Back!'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/R6ajw7TGJYI/AAAAAAAAAGk/V30pYm-TJYo/s72-c/Who_We_Are_-_Lifehouse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-3554790722330924175</id><published>2008-02-04T13:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T09:41:56.663+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies &quot;C&quot;'/><title type='text'>Movie Review: Click</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/R6acXbTGJXI/AAAAAAAAAGc/OZLa4WE5u4M/s1600-h/click.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162985949105628530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/R6acXbTGJXI/AAAAAAAAAGc/OZLa4WE5u4M/s320/click.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I’ve always enjoyed Adam Sandler’s movies so I looked forward to enjoying a funny movie when I put the ‘Click’ DVD into the DVD player. Guess what happened when the movie finished? I ended up crying instead of laughing! Was that so weird or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told my friend that it’s such a sad movie and he retaliated by saying, ‘It’s not sad! It’s funny and well, there are some sad parts. But that’s all!’ Anyway, I cried during the scene where Michael’s (Adam Sandler) father went into the office to talk to him but Michael just ignored him and his son completely. At that time, Michael was visiting his past via his universal remote control. At Michael’s present time, his dad has already passed on and that’s why it was quite an emotional scene for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, the movie’s about Michael Newman who works way too hard and frequently ignores his family. One day, he got a universal remote control for free. Beware of free stuff, I tell ya. So, with this remote control, Michael gets to skip parts of his life that he doesn’t want to be a part of. For example, when his wife is nagging or talking to him, he’ll press ‘Mute’ on the control so he wouldn’t hear anything. Or if he doesn’t want to have dinner with his family and his parents, he just clicks ‘Fast Forward’ and he finds himself in the future already without him having to actually live through the family dinner, if you know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm…it’s kind of complicated to explain this movie but you do get the general idea right? Michael’s remote control is out of this world but it’s dangerous. He depends on his remote control until he couldn’t control his life any longer. He’s brought way too far into the future. He missed his dad’s funeral. His relationship with his wife deteriorated too, as expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a good movie for people who are like workaholics. Or if you haven’t been home to visit your parents in a while. It made me realize how precious time is. Every moment spent with my family is precious. That’s something for you to think about too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-3554790722330924175?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/3554790722330924175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=3554790722330924175' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/3554790722330924175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/3554790722330924175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2008/02/click.html' title='Movie Review: Click'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/R6acXbTGJXI/AAAAAAAAAGc/OZLa4WE5u4M/s72-c/click.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-5779543658955001672</id><published>2008-01-24T03:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T03:34:27.905+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating and relationships'/><title type='text'>It's All So Complicated!</title><content type='html'>How would you define love?  L-O-V-E.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's love anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I'm really amazed at the old couples whom I see at the mall, the market, crossing the road, etc.  How do they stay together for so long?  It's even sweeter if they are holding hands when crossing the road, for example.  I smile to myself when I see them.  Then, I think if I'll ever have someone's hand to hold when I'm old myself.  Truly, it's amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's their secret?  How can they live with each other for so many years?  I'm sure there are some fights here and there but they do make up, don't they?  However, these days, divorce seems to be the only answer when the husband and wife fight.  Why do they fight in the first place?  Are they sick of each other?  Are they bored of each other already?  What's missing in their marriage?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I writing this post?  Well, I'm just thinking over about my relationship with my guy.  We've been together for more than 2 years.  But now I feel something different.  I don't feel the love that he's always shown me last time.  Are we falling apart or am I just being plain paranoid?  I can't sleep thinking about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I shouldn't waste too much time pondering over this.  Studies first, studies first, studies first, I keep telling myself.  But, honestly, it's difficult!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-5779543658955001672?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/5779543658955001672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=5779543658955001672' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/5779543658955001672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/5779543658955001672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-all-so-complicated.html' title='It&apos;s All So Complicated!'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-3707024360921433666</id><published>2008-01-10T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T00:01:08.752+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Something Else'/><title type='text'>Anonymous Donor</title><content type='html'>If you had opened the Yahoo main page today, you may have read this piece of news.  Very, very interesting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/afp/20080109/od_afp/japanpolicecharityoffbeat_080109125906"&gt;Japan police receive 400th secret pledge to poor after 33 years&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you think the donor could be?  Why has he/she been donating money for 33 years???  The donor must be very rich or maybe the donor just felt that it's the right thing to do to donate money for the needy.  It's very mysterious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, isn't it better to donate money quietly and not put on a big show?  Well, some people like to donate without telling the whole world while some had to share the big news that they are doing something good.  Whatever it is, the act of donating had better come right from the heart.  No use donating grudgingly.  So not cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time that you had donated anything for anything?  Was it the 20 cents coin you dropped in a tin on Flag Day?  I know that some of you may be wary that your money might not reach the needy but instead end up in some undeserving person's pocket.  Truth is, we'll never know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-3707024360921433666?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/3707024360921433666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=3707024360921433666' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/3707024360921433666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/3707024360921433666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2008/01/anonymous-donor.html' title='Anonymous Donor'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-8595820595721306087</id><published>2007-12-30T12:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T13:06:43.179+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><title type='text'>'Everyone' Celebrates Xmas Now?</title><content type='html'>I noticed in Friendster, people were wishing people who weren't Christians 'Merry Christmas'.  Actually, they were wishing one another.  Christmas has become something like Happy New Year, where it's not limited to a particular race or religion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny really.  Christmas has become so commercialized.  It's not a sacred celebration among the Christians anymore.  The reason for celebrating Christmas has changed.  It's no longer to commemorate the birth of Jesus, it's become something else, I don't know what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, everyone celebrates everything.  Suddenly, everyone is celebrating Hari Raya, Deepavali, Chinese New year and Christmas.  They might just not go to work a few days before the celebrations.  Their excuse would be, 'Oh, few more days Deepavali already.'  And they are not even Hindus!  Maybe they want to celebrate together too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this rat race world where more and more people are working harder to reach their life goals or whatever, so I guess any celebration would be their excuse to just relax for a while.  Maybe. =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-8595820595721306087?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/8595820595721306087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=8595820595721306087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/8595820595721306087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/8595820595721306087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/12/everyone-celebrates-xmas-now.html' title='&apos;Everyone&apos; Celebrates Xmas Now?'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-2621099096204874246</id><published>2007-12-28T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T23:30:21.811+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>How was the Prosperity Burger?</title><content type='html'>What to eat for dinner today? I thought earlier.  Food is quite a problem for me.  Now that I'm not staying at home, I have to worry about where to get my food from.  No more mom's home-cooked food.  No more not having to worry about where to get my next meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many food shops near my uni but I have to walk there.  Car park's a problem so I can't park anywhere near those shops.  If I feel hardworking, then only I'll take the trouble to walk all the way to the chinese restaurant where they sell fried rice, economy rice, normal Chinese food that ain't spicy!  I can't stand to eat nasi kandar and roti canai everyday!  Only once in while, like once a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I ate at McDonald's today with my friends.  I decided to order something which is not my usual McChicken meal with fries and Coke.  Today, I ordered the Beef Prosperity Burger meal.  The set includes the burger, twister fries or fries twisters, and green tea.  The cashier asked me in an overly-concerned, slow kind of way, 'Do you &lt;i&gt;want&lt;/i&gt; green tea?'  It's as if she didn't like the green tea herself!  Anyway, I was in the mood for orange juice so I changed my drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, the burger was SPICY with all its black pepper sauce!  I've always liked black pepper as in black pepper chicken but this black pepper sauce was utterly...spicy. =)  After a few bites, I quickly got hold of my orange juice and drank to cool my mouth down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, the burger was quite nice.  I remember eating it many years ago and liked it, that's why I decided to eat it again.  It only comes once a year, before Chinese New Year.  Unfortunately, not everyone likes it.  Haha!  Read this post by &lt;a href="http://shannelicious-jaded.blogspot.com/2007/01/mcds-prosperity-burger-taste-like-shit.html"&gt;Shannelicious&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-2621099096204874246?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/2621099096204874246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=2621099096204874246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/2621099096204874246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/2621099096204874246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/12/how-was-prosperity-burger.html' title='How was the Prosperity Burger?'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-2982911978680286734</id><published>2007-12-26T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T16:13:48.812+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Internet'/><title type='text'>2nd floor = Excellent Connection!</title><content type='html'>Now, I'm at another apartment elsewhere on the second floor and the connection is really fast!  This is what I'm talking about.  This is the promised 3.6Mbps.  I guess this area is heavily covered with the 3G thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh...don't tell me that I cannot use this modem thingy on the 5th floor!  Sigh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind.  Let me enjoy the extra excellent connection now. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-2982911978680286734?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/2982911978680286734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=2982911978680286734' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/2982911978680286734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/2982911978680286734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/12/2nd-floor-excellent-connection.html' title='2nd floor = Excellent Connection!'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-1573856905494551485</id><published>2007-12-26T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T12:40:49.378+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Internet'/><title type='text'>Stupid Maxis Broadband</title><content type='html'>Okay, I'm getting really pissed off with Maxis' broadband connection.  Almost regretting my purchase.  Had too many high expectations which could not be met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm at the 5th floor of an apartment now in Penang and it takes such a freaking long time for me to sign in MSN Messenger.  I can't open any webpage either.  Then, I had to resort to stealing someone else's WiFi so that I can blog this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my goodness...RM138 a month for the next 18 months of miserable Internet connections.  What to do...what to do... I'm horrified with their connection.  Or maybe I'm using it at the wrong places where the 3G thing is not so widespread yet.  I don't know.  All I know is that going online with Maxis USB Modem is so NOT fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks sleek and nice and easy to carry around but what's the use?  What's the point of paying them RM138 a month if I can't enjoy even a decent 20 minutes of Internet surfing.  And I don't play online games either.  All I do is blog and download songs.  That's all!  Is that too much to ask?  Ah....I hate Maxis Broadband and it's only Day 3 of me using it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so eager to try it out and it was a risk I took.  An expensive risk.  And now I have to find RM138 a month to pay off the bills.  Silly me.  I wonder how it's going with other Maxis USB modem users.  Are they fuming and tearing their hair out?  Or are they still patiently going online with it and hoping that one day it will miraculously be fast for once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought it because I travel around and I don't have a fixed line.  Yes, there's a fixed line at home but I don't go home often now and no one will be using if I applied for Streamyx there.  My only option would be this stupid USB modem.  And what a nightmare.  I hate it so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-1573856905494551485?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/1573856905494551485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=1573856905494551485' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/1573856905494551485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/1573856905494551485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/12/stupid-maxis-broadband.html' title='Stupid Maxis Broadband'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-363394180833371140</id><published>2007-12-25T09:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T09:40:36.803+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Internet'/><title type='text'>The Maxis USB Modem Broadband</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I decided to get myself the Maxis USB Modem broadband.  High Speed Internet Access.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m trying it right now and I’m not completely satisfied with it.  At the Maxis centre, the salesgirl explained things and made it seem like I’ll be connected to the Internet without any problems.  Even if I were to try to go online on the 20th floor of an apartment, I can still enjoy Internet speeds up to 3.6Mbps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I paid RM100 for activation and they gave me a neat box with the USB modem in it.  There are a long and short wire or connector and an installation CD for Mac users.  She said that I’ll be able to surf the Internet in 6 hours’ time.  That time was around 1pm so I figured that I can go online at 7p.m.  And I did go online at 7pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I’m quite upset that web pages opened at a slow rate.  I haven’t tried surfing the Net at the apartment yet.  Maybe later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it’s quite fun going online in my room.  I never thought that it’d be possible.  Well, the downside is that websites load slowly last night at 8.47 pm.  It’s frustrating not being able to open Blogger now.  Aiyo….still can’t open!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it’s Christmas today!  Christmas = presents.  Not that I’ll be getting many presents now.  =)  But I’ll still be getting a few from my sisters!  So, it’s not going to be downright miserable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m so happy I can go online anytime, anywhere!  I can even send SMSes from my laptop with my new SIM card.  Yeah, you have to insert the SIM card into your USB modem.  Oh, monthly charges are RM138 a month.  They’ll only charge me RM138 next month.  And I’m bound to an 18-month contract.  It means I can’t ever cancel this USB broadband service for the next 18 months!  It means I’ll be paying them around RM2000+++!!!  Man, I really hope they improve their service so that the loading will be faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Blogger still not opened yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's opened now.  Oh my gosh, don't tell me that I'm going to keep experiencing this slow, slow, slow loading!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-363394180833371140?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/363394180833371140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=363394180833371140' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/363394180833371140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/363394180833371140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/12/maxis-usb-modem-broadband.html' title='The Maxis USB Modem Broadband'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-2858555146224004050</id><published>2007-12-21T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T21:07:04.918+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Internet'/><title type='text'>Which wireless broadband service to use?</title><content type='html'>I've been searching the Internet for more information on Maxis wireless broadband.  From the Maxis website, everything looks nice and clear and to me, it all seem inviting.  &lt;i&gt;Cos I'm desperate to connect to the Internet!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, at my pal's place, there's no fixed phone and we don't intend to get one.  That's why I think I'll resort to using wireless broadband services.  So now, Maxis and Celcom are my options.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, somebody blogged that Maxis broadband doesn't work really well if you were to live in a condominium or apartment higher than the 4th floor.  Does that imply to everybody who happens to stay on the 4th floor or higher?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've been reading about some 'hidden' charges by Maxis.  I thought I'll go ahead with their Starter plan for only RM68 a month.  There's a 30-day trial too.  All seem pretty easy right?  Unfortunately, many people complained about their wireless service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about Celcom broadband?  Is it any good?  Will there be interruptions if one were to go online in an apartment and staying higher than the 4th floor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any advice would be highly appreciated!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-2858555146224004050?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/2858555146224004050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=2858555146224004050' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/2858555146224004050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/2858555146224004050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/12/which-wireless-broadband-service-to-use.html' title='Which wireless broadband service to use?'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-6302069783970644729</id><published>2007-12-21T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T13:36:22.176+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Internet'/><title type='text'>How does TMNet Prepaid card work?</title><content type='html'>Recently I purchased a TMNet Prepaid Start up card online (RM30) and thought that I could go online at my friend's place.  No, there's no telephone line so I could not use dial-up or even have Streamyx there.  I thought with TMNet prepaid, I could surf the Internet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no.  I think in order to use the prepaid card, we need a phone or I should go to a TMNet Hotspot area!  Argh!  I just wanna go online at my friend's place where I'm staying for a while.  They did say that we could online anytime and ANYWHERE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what's the use of this prepaid card if I were to go to some Hotspot area?  Like Starbucks for example.  I thought that I can buy a cup of coffee and then I'll be able to access the Internet automatically.  Is that how it works?  I'm not sure cos I haven't tried before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking about Maxis broadband but it's RM128 a month!  That's so expensive!  But, I think that that is really anytime and ANYWHERE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta find out more about these stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-6302069783970644729?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/6302069783970644729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=6302069783970644729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/6302069783970644729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/6302069783970644729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/12/how-does-tmnet-prepaid-card-work.html' title='How does TMNet Prepaid card work?'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-7476126760689338208</id><published>2007-12-20T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T23:26:00.353+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>The Best Damn Thing!</title><content type='html'>I bought the latest Avril Lavigne CD - The Best Damn Thing and.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/R2qIpLRMobI/AAAAAAAAAGU/EAT8pBKbOp8/s1600-h/200px-The_best_damn_thing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146075765205148082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/R2qIpLRMobI/AAAAAAAAAGU/EAT8pBKbOp8/s320/200px-The_best_damn_thing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like it! Well, not every song but the more I hear, the more I get used to them and then I'll like them more. It's usually like that with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my favourite song from her CD would definitely be 'Runaway'. I like the way the drums beat. Makes you feel like dancing! But, check out the lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;'I just wanna scream and lose control&lt;br /&gt;Throw my hands up and let it go&lt;br /&gt;Forget about everything and runaway, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I just want to fall and lose myself&lt;br /&gt;Laughing so hard it hurts like hell&lt;br /&gt;Forget about everything and runaway, yeah'&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were to run away, you can't really run away forever right? I really wish I could run away from things right now...but it's easier if I just face them and get it over with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another song I like from the album is 'Innocence'. The lyrics are...meaningful? Well, if that's the word to describe it. I kind of like 'The Best Damn Thing' too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, ho...! Haha! There are a lot of Hey, heys in this album. This album certainly is different from her previous ones. But my favourite album would always be her first one, 'Let Go'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, check out what I got for my birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/R2pDG7RMoaI/AAAAAAAAAGM/AzDkDwfKjLY/s1600-h/IMG_0454.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145999310492311970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/R2pDG7RMoaI/AAAAAAAAAGM/AzDkDwfKjLY/s320/IMG_0454.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's one huuuuge.....card and I simply love it! It came with chocolates too. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-7476126760689338208?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/7476126760689338208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=7476126760689338208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/7476126760689338208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/7476126760689338208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/12/best-damn-thing.html' title='The Best Damn Thing!'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/R2qIpLRMobI/AAAAAAAAAGU/EAT8pBKbOp8/s72-c/200px-The_best_damn_thing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-780400280868356875</id><published>2007-12-16T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T20:36:17.822+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simply Ranting'/><title type='text'>Back again</title><content type='html'>Hey there, sorry I haven't been updating my blogs.  Know what?  I'm too busy to take care of 2 blogs.  One is already quite a tough job for me let alone two!  What was I thinking?  Anyways, I had fun 'maintaining' both my blogs.  Now, I'll only keep THIS blog.  Oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, university life is starting again for me.  My last semester's results are not that good.  For me.  I should have studied harder but it's a mystery as to what I actually did last semester!  Better pull myself together now.  I have 7 subjects/courses this semester.  Last semester, I took 6.  So now it's an extra one subject and I had better STUDY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sad thing is I still can't bond with my new friends.  They speak Mandarin most of the time and I simply hate being left out in their conversations.  Then, perhaps out of pity for me, they'll ask me some weird question or something.  Sad, sad, sad.  At times, I feel like I'm better off being alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, no worries now.  I have decided that I'm going to drown myself in my studies.  And I want to join some sports too.  Maybe squash?  Or table tennis.  Everything seems to interesting and I just want to join all but do I have the time?  What with all my classes and assignments...I must stop dreaming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, this is still my first year in uni so I'm not allowed to drive in campus still.  I'd better be careful and not get another 'saman'.  20 bucks you know???  Terrible!  So, should I drive tomorrow or just hop on the bus just like everybody else?  Tomorrow is our first day of school, so do ya think there'll be any pegawai keselamatan waiting to catch people like me?  I'll see how.  My first class tomorrow is at 9 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, please...I hope this semester won't be as dreadful as my first one!  I'm keeping my fingers crossed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-780400280868356875?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/780400280868356875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=780400280868356875' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/780400280868356875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/780400280868356875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/12/back-again.html' title='Back again'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-6635263968757248255</id><published>2007-11-04T15:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T09:42:48.440+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies &quot;S&quot;'/><title type='text'>Stardust: 5 out of 5 Stars!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/Ry15RN1G3tI/AAAAAAAAAF0/V-LKbCuaKd0/s1600-h/200px-Stardust_promo_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128888887322009298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/Ry15RN1G3tI/AAAAAAAAAF0/V-LKbCuaKd0/s320/200px-Stardust_promo_poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last night, I watched Stardust at Gurney Plaza. I expected to be blown away by the film and by right I was! It was a beyond amazing movie. Plus the star-studded cast made it even better. When the DVD is out, I’m so gonna get it and watch again. Oh yeah, I have to read the book by Neil Gaiman too, which is what the movie is based on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story begins with Dunstan Thorne who crosses the forbidden wall of Wall in England. The wall is a divider between Wall and Stormhold, which nobody is supposed to go to. In Stormhold, Dunstan meets a captured princess, Una, and I think it’s like love at first sight. He slept with her and returned to Wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nine months later, a baby is delivered to his doorstep, sent by Una. The baby’s name is Tristan. When he was 18 years old, Tristan (Charlie Cox) is a shop boy and he’s in love with Victoria (Sienna Miller) who’s not really interested in him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, the dying kind of Stormhold releases a ruby, which he turned into a diamond, and whichever of his remaining sons can capture it and turn it back into a ruby will be king of Stormhold. We then see the diamond/ruby shoot into the sky and suddenly, there’s a falling star. It seems that the ruby/diamond hit a star and both fell to Earth. The star is Yvaine (Claire Danes).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/Ry18UN1G3vI/AAAAAAAAAGE/a5nBbXDLO_c/s1600-h/stardustpic27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128892237396500210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/Ry18UN1G3vI/AAAAAAAAAGE/a5nBbXDLO_c/s320/stardustpic27.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claire Danes in this movie reminds me a bit of Avril Lavigne!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were to tell everything, it would seem too complicated. I was also scratching my head trying to figure out what happened since there were so many incidents happening at the same time. They are all connected to one another anyway and that’s what makes the story captivating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/Ry16uN1G3uI/AAAAAAAAAF8/F_14-2_GQfk/s1600-h/2007_stardust_091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128890485049843426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/Ry16uN1G3uI/AAAAAAAAAF8/F_14-2_GQfk/s320/2007_stardust_091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The no-life ghosts aka dead princes&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cast is just perfect. I like Michelle Pfeiffer’s role the best. She is Lamia, an ugly witch who yearns to be beautiful and powerful, like her two sisters. Besides that, Robert De Niro’s character is plain hilarious! The funniest part in the movie was when he’s dancing in one of his girly outfits in his private chambers while his men were fighting off Prince Septimus and there’s the exciting background music. Oh yeah, the music in this movie is flawless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have another favourite part too. It’s where the Yvaine, the star glows when she’s dancing with Tristan. The romantic side of me would say it’s well, romantic. Also, the special effects are terrific! Check it out when Lamia does her magic to build an inn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fantasy is really ‘in’ these days. Even famous actors and actresses are acting in them movies. Another example would be The Golden Compass starring Nicole Kidman, Daniel Craig, Eva Green (Craig and Green from James Bond: Casino Royale!), which will be released later in December. The Golden Compass was written by Philip Pullman, another popular fantasy fiction author.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, be sure to catch Stardust. It’s bound to make you laugh even if you’re in the mood to bite off somebody else’s head.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-6635263968757248255?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/6635263968757248255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=6635263968757248255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/6635263968757248255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/6635263968757248255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/11/stardust-5-out-of-5-stars.html' title='Stardust: 5 out of 5 Stars!'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/Ry15RN1G3tI/AAAAAAAAAF0/V-LKbCuaKd0/s72-c/200px-Stardust_promo_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-5646244564515505671</id><published>2007-11-01T02:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T02:46:40.118+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simply Ranting'/><title type='text'>So Addicted To eBay</title><content type='html'>I have a serious problem. A really serious one, I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am frightfully addicted to eBay. Oh yeah, that's it. Anyway, I'm guessing that I'm not the only who's like that. I'm pretty sure there are many other people too who are always hanging around the eBay pages. Well, I only hang around the fiction books area spend very little time elsewhere. No, the clothes pages don't attract me now ever since somebody mentioned that the clothes sold there might have once belonged to some dead person! So, it kind of like freaked me out a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another problem I have is I'm addicted to the Internet. Again. Ever since I got my baby laptop, I'm always finding any excuse just to open it and go online! See how weak I am??? And my exams are happening right now! Well, not now but you get what I mean. I'm already done with 2 papers and there are 4 more waiting for me. Arghhhhh! I hate exams now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know what I really wish for right now? I want more than 24 hours a day! Haha! Yeah. Call me crazy but that's what I really want now. There's so much you can do and 24 hours is basically so not enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've bought so many books!!! I didn't tell my family members how many I've bought. Hah, they'll totally freak out and I'll only get a good scolding. Oh yeah, that's what I usually get when I tell the truth. So, I learnt that it's better to shut my mouth at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, I have no time to read my books. I want to read but I always think that I need to read my course books first. If I start reading story books, I'll never stop. Well, what's the difference now? Even if I'm not reading story books, I'm still not reading my study books. It's just too bad cos I'm frequently online! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's a long time since I last updated this blog. Heck, I wonder who's reading it now since those who linked here have linked to another blog of mine. Also, I'm thinking of not continuing my other blog. Not gonna waste too much time maintaining 2 blogs. I'm already happy with this one now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay it's 2.42 am here and I gotta sleep now. And Happy Halloween everybody. Trick or treat???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/RyjNJN1G3rI/AAAAAAAAAFk/qVpR8TgY7LM/s1600-h/halloween03.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127573733976235698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/RyjNJN1G3rI/AAAAAAAAAFk/qVpR8TgY7LM/s320/halloween03.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pic from ahajokes.com&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-5646244564515505671?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/5646244564515505671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=5646244564515505671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/5646244564515505671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/5646244564515505671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/11/so-addicted-to-ebay.html' title='So Addicted To eBay'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/RyjNJN1G3rI/AAAAAAAAAFk/qVpR8TgY7LM/s72-c/halloween03.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-6769903766586774446</id><published>2007-09-28T11:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T11:34:12.707+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>A Day Walking With Nature</title><content type='html'>This will be a quick post filled with photos! Yeah, my first photo-post,if that's what you call it. By the way, last week, I forgot which day, probably Thursday if I'm not mistaken, I suggested to my friend, 'Why not visit the Kebun Bunga or the famous Botanical Gardens?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was fed up with shopping malls where there are only shops to look at and the prices of the stuff in the shops can give me a heart attack. So, we set off to Kebun Bunga. I didn't even know that the Kebun Bunga is the Botanical Gardens. And I'm a Penang person! Shame on me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/RvxxCzjXpaI/AAAAAAAAAE8/cCr9XwIcglE/s1600-h/Squirrel+-+camouflage.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115087569798276514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/RvxxCzjXpaI/AAAAAAAAAE8/cCr9XwIcglE/s320/Squirrel+-+camouflage.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you spot the squirrel? It's at the top of the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/RvxyEjjXpbI/AAAAAAAAAFE/iKYrGZu5MAQ/s1600-h/treerings.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115088699374675378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/RvxyEjjXpbI/AAAAAAAAAFE/iKYrGZu5MAQ/s320/treerings.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This tree with all its rings looked pretty interesting, so I simply snapped a pic of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/Rvxy1zjXpcI/AAAAAAAAAFM/_XitpH8UHsk/s1600-h/IMG_0227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115089545483232706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/Rvxy1zjXpcI/AAAAAAAAAFM/_XitpH8UHsk/s320/IMG_0227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were so many monkeys around. I was terrified of them. I heard that monkeys weren't afraid of female humans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/RvxzmzjXpdI/AAAAAAAAAFU/0TThQsgr11k/s1600-h/monkeyeatingeice-cream.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115090387296822738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/RvxzmzjXpdI/AAAAAAAAAFU/0TThQsgr11k/s320/monkeyeatingeice-cream.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is a monkey eating ice-cream. It came near us when it either saw or smelt our ice-creams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/Rvx0cjjXpeI/AAAAAAAAAFc/JeVuEUpxgJE/s1600-h/IMG_0232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115091310714791394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/Rvx0cjjXpeI/AAAAAAAAAFc/JeVuEUpxgJE/s320/IMG_0232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The monkey waiting for more ice-cream.  Sorry, we were too hungry we gobbled up our ice-creams as fast as we could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could only take photos of monkeys because there weren't any other kinds of animals around.  However, I spotted a disgusting, juicy-looking centipede inside the hole of a tree.  Nah, wasn't that interested to take a photo of it!  Luckily we weren't required to use any worms in our experiments during my Biology days in school.  Oh yeah, we cut up rats only but at least it's not worms!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-6769903766586774446?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/6769903766586774446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=6769903766586774446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/6769903766586774446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/6769903766586774446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/09/day-walking-with-nature.html' title='A Day Walking With Nature'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/RvxxCzjXpaI/AAAAAAAAAE8/cCr9XwIcglE/s72-c/Squirrel+-+camouflage.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-5171315821211078083</id><published>2007-09-23T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T18:17:02.612+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sponsored'/><title type='text'>Buy A Dell Laptop!</title><content type='html'>I find it absolutely fun to own a laptop!  I get to carry it everywhere with me and I can go online whenever and wherever I want!  Well, as long as there’s an Internet connection but that’s not a huge problem for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a student, a laptop is certainly useful.  That’s why students need to get a good laptop so they can type in their assignments and surf the Internet for information.  With a good &lt;a href="http://laptop.dell.de/"&gt;student laptop&lt;/a&gt;, nothing can go wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ve most probably heard of Dell computers.  You must be living in the moon if you’ve never heard of Dell before.  Dell is one of the best computer-selling companies.  Dell laptops and computers are affordable and yet the quality is exceptional.  What more could you ask for, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can even get a cool &lt;a href="http://laptop.dell.de"&gt;Laptop 17"&lt;/a&gt; at a reasonable price.  Yeah, students are considered poor nevertheless, that’s why we source around for the best deals!  In a nutshell, nothing can go wrong with a good Dell laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-This is a sponsored review-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/ysolaa" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-5171315821211078083?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/5171315821211078083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=5171315821211078083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/5171315821211078083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/5171315821211078083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/09/buy-dell-laptop.html' title='Buy A Dell Laptop!'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-7049519111769798043</id><published>2007-09-23T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T00:26:00.582+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Not Another Rock Band</title><content type='html'>When I first heard the song 'Hanging By A Moment' by Lifehouse, I fell head over heels in love with it.  Whenever the radio played that song, I'd go all excited and instantly turned up the volume.  That time, I didn't know how hot the singer looked!  I only got my first glimpse of the band or Jason Wade in particular on TV.  Heck, I fell even more love with the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out this video clip and tell me if he's not as good-looking as I think he is!  I first saw this music clip around 5 years ago, I think.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FDnNm_CjaoA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FDnNm_CjaoA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, some time in 2005, the song 'You and Me' was another mega-hit.  Plus, in the video, Jason Wade looks so super-dashing!  Must have melted many more girls' hearts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, I'm sure everyone of you has a favourite singer and has probably fallen in love more than 100 times with different singers.  Perhaps those guys from rock bands get more female fans.  The really good-looking ones, that is.  Like Jason Wade, for example!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm behaving like some teeny-bopper now even though I'm way past that stage.  But still, it won't hurt to relive old memories, right? ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-7049519111769798043?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/7049519111769798043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=7049519111769798043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/7049519111769798043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/7049519111769798043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/09/not-another-rock-band.html' title='Not Another Rock Band'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-1678513121749524867</id><published>2007-09-21T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T13:18:39.379+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sponsored'/><title type='text'>Choose Your Furniture</title><content type='html'>When you feel bored at home, you go out.  If you don’t go out, you stay at home.  Isn’t it obvious?  Well, when I’m at home, I’m basically spending time with my furniture, don’t I?  I want my furniture to be pretty, too so I don’t get bored of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, if you just love decorating and re-decorating your home, why not check out the Furniture From Home website where there are tons of cool furniture to choose from.  Maybe you’re just planning to re-design your bedroom, then you definitely ought to browse through the &lt;a href="http://furniturefromhome.com/category/Quality-Bedroom-furniture-set-sets-beds-queen-king-full-twin"&gt;bedroom furniture&lt;/a&gt; at the site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What’s more, if you want to meddle in your kid’s bedroom, then the &lt;a href="http://furniturefromhome.com/category/Quality-Bedroom-furniture-set-sets-beds-queen-king-full-twin"&gt;kid bedroom furniture&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://furniturefromhome.com/category/Quality-Bedroom-furniture-set-sets-beds-queen-king-full-twin"&gt;child bedroom furniture&lt;/a&gt; sections are the ones to go to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or perhaps you own a queen-sized bed and are considering getting &lt;a href="http://furniturefromhome.com/category/Quality-Bedroom-furniture-set-sets-beds-queen-king-full-twin"&gt;king beds&lt;/a&gt; instead?  Whatever your reason, it’s good enough to drop by this furniture website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-This is a sponsored post-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/ypbalq" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-1678513121749524867?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/1678513121749524867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=1678513121749524867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/1678513121749524867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/1678513121749524867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/09/choose-your-furniture.html' title='Choose Your Furniture'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-1838043628018561239</id><published>2007-09-21T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T11:29:47.433+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simply Ranting'/><title type='text'>Updates on Uni Life and A Fine</title><content type='html'>I've been in uni for almost ten years now or more.  Haha!  Well, only about 12 weeks actually, which is more than two months!  I have 5 more weeks to exam week and hopefully, holiday begins some time in November.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like every time before I begin school, usually at the beginning of each year, I have resolutions to study hard and finish all my homework on time.  After every test I take, I do the same thing.  I make resolutions because I failed to fulfil the previous ones.  This has been going on since I was in primary school until now.  And I still don't learn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After completing some test that I didn't really prepare for, I'm like, 'Ah!  So difficult.  Must study harder later!'  Unfortunately, other things take up my time so studies take a back seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today would have been a great day if not for the 'saman' I got from the stupid Pegawai Keselamatan.  I've been parking at the same place for more than a month now and before this, other Pegawai Keselamatan said I could park there.  First-year students aren't allowed to drive but we can park our cars near the university exits.  I've been fined once already, cost me RM20!  And today it's another RM20 down the drain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arghhhhhh!  I was so frustrated just now until I cried.  Stupid pegawai keselamatan.  So, it's RM40 wasted!  You hear me, wasted!!!  I hate rushing for the buses because everybody else is rushing, too.  We are so uncivilized and we just keep pushing one another until we manage to go up the bus first.  Nobody wants to walk.  No guy wants to be a gentleman either.  Sometimes, it's the guys who push the most!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sucks not being able to park at my usual spot anymore.  It's the best place!  Maybe next time, I'll check if there are pegawai keselamatans around.  If there are any, I'll certainly 'belah'!  I thought after the first fine of 20 bucks I'd try not to get fined again and I followed their Stupid Rules.  Some guard said that I could park there!!!!!!  Ugh, I'm getting frustrated now all over again.  I can't wait to be in my second year where we are allowed to finally drive or ride bikes in campus!  Being a first-year sucks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-1838043628018561239?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/1838043628018561239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=1838043628018561239' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/1838043628018561239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/1838043628018561239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/09/updates-on-uni-life-and-fine.html' title='Updates on Uni Life and A Fine'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-8948272440338279572</id><published>2007-09-19T10:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T10:35:19.719+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sponsored'/><title type='text'>Time For New Furniture!</title><content type='html'>Are you plain bored with your furniture at home?  Tired of looking at the same brown chairs and table while you are dining?  Then, it is high time for a major change!  If you are adventurous, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if you are searching high and low for furniture with amazing quality, then you had better check out the Furniture From Home website.  It’s the best place possible for beautiful furniture.  There, you can find nice-looking &lt;a href="http://furniturefromhome.com/category/Quality-Bedroom-furniture-set-sets-beds-queen-king-full-twin"&gt;bedroom furniture&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://furniturefromhome.com/category/Quality-living-room-sofas-couch-leather-upholstery-sectional-"&gt;living room furniture&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://furniturefromhome.com/category/Home-Office-Furniture"&gt;furniture home office&lt;/a&gt;, and even &lt;a href="http://furniturefromhome.com/category/Home-Office-Furniture"&gt;partners desk&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There aren’t only like 10 or 15 sets for each category but there are so MANY types of designs for you to choose from!  Really incredible site and even more incredible furniture!  Don’t miss it now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*This is a sponsored post*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/yswz69" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-8948272440338279572?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/8948272440338279572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=8948272440338279572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/8948272440338279572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/8948272440338279572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/09/time-for-new-furniture.html' title='Time For New Furniture!'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-5221158107212274600</id><published>2007-08-20T15:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T15:55:35.391+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simply Ranting'/><title type='text'>How Do They Do It???</title><content type='html'>You know all those bloggers who seem to update their blogs every single day, no matter what?  Then, they still have ideas when writing paid posts?  I mean, it's like, WOW!  I am really amazed with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, or most of the time, I'm hit with writer's block.  That's the worst time of all.  When you are free and have absolutely nothing to do, you feel like blogging.  But, when you sit in front of your computer, nothing comes out.  Only a little rubbish and of course, you feel that it's not good enough for the whole world to see.  Then, you delete it of course, unless you want other bloggers telling you how idiotic you are for writing such mindless things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...I wonder what it takes to be a good blogger.  What gives the blogger the energy, enthusiasm, and most importantly, &lt;i&gt;inspiration&lt;/i&gt;?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps after experiencing an interesting event, they blog about it.  Yeah, that's one.  And then when they feel angry about some current issue.  That's two.  Though I feel this will be somewhat dangerous.  We bloggers have been, like, given a bad name for simply saying things without proof.  Something like that.  I don't really keep up with current issues.  Not that interested in political stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I just managed to write a post even though I thought I'd have zero stuff to write about.  Not bad, huh?  =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-5221158107212274600?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/5221158107212274600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=5221158107212274600' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/5221158107212274600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/5221158107212274600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/08/how-do-they-do-it.html' title='How Do They Do It???'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-7155786895188846844</id><published>2007-08-18T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T11:54:58.897+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sponsored'/><title type='text'>A Goth Looking For A Date?</title><content type='html'>The goth scene is a fascinating one.  I am in total awe of them.  They dare to be who they are and not care what other people are saying about their dressing and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tonight I got to know about a dating website specially for Gothic singles looking for friends and love.  It's a way for like-minded Goths to get together and know one another.  It's an interesting &lt;a href="http://www.gothscene.com"&gt;goth dating&lt;/a&gt; site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really simple to get started.  You can sign up for free and then you're on your way to searching for other Gothic singles with interests most likely like yours.  On the main page of the website, fresh new profiles are 'promoted'.  You can view other members' photos, send them messages and there's also the 'Send Him A Flirt' feature!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like techno, punk rock, and goth music?  Want to find a friend with similar interests?  Then, visit the goth dating site right away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gothscene.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/28powv" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/2eh9pj" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-7155786895188846844?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/7155786895188846844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=7155786895188846844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/7155786895188846844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/7155786895188846844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/08/goth-looking-for-date.html' title='A Goth Looking For A Date?'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-2359770361070938551</id><published>2007-08-18T02:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T02:55:37.388+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simply Ranting'/><title type='text'>Satisfying the movie freak in me</title><content type='html'>Guess what?  Students, even university students and senior citizens only need to pay half-priced movie tickets at GSC cinemas.  Isn't that just wonderful?  I'm not really sure when they started with this marketing plan but it's simply an attraction.  I remember last time I only paid RM4.00 for a ticket at GSC cinema and I was in my school uniform then.  It was a Wednesday, too and you know on Wednesdays, tickets are cheaper!  I forgot what movie it was, though.  I only remembered that my friend and I paid 4 bucks each.  We were ecstatic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I watched The Simpsons and Rush Hour 3.  I wanted to write reviews for both movies but sorry, I wasn't in the mood to write about them.  I did write a review for the Simpsons movie but it wasn't that good enough.  Probably it was so boring until I couldn't think to write more about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rush Hour 3 was okay.  Somehow, I prefer Rush Hour and Rush Hour 2.  The jokes are still there and Chris Tucker is well, Chris Tucker.  With the really high voice and his self-centredness and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what's the next movie that I should watch?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-2359770361070938551?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/2359770361070938551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=2359770361070938551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/2359770361070938551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/2359770361070938551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/08/satisfying-movie-freak-in-me.html' title='Satisfying the movie freak in me'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-7403415003156584637</id><published>2007-08-18T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T01:22:26.144+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sponsored'/><title type='text'>Mailboxes For You</title><content type='html'>If you think &lt;a href="http://www.mailboxixchange.com/"&gt;mailboxes&lt;/a&gt; are still boring-looking, squarish boxes, then you thought wrong.  Welcome to the modern world where mailboxes look prettier than your car.  Or something like that!  We need good and long-lasting mailboxes so that Mr. Postman can put our precious letters in them.  If we aren't at home, at least we have to make sure that when it rains, water won't be able to enter the mailbox and make our letters wet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are &lt;a href="http://www.mailboxixchange.com/"&gt;residential mailboxes&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.mailboxixchange.com/"&gt;commercial mailboxes&lt;/a&gt;.  Take your pick and see which type suits you most.  My, if you check out the website, you'll certainly be astounded by the variety of nice-looking mailboxes!  There are so many and all look so darn good.  You might be at a loss trying to find the perfect one.  Prices are simply affordable, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well then, I wouldn't want to keep you any longer.  Choose your favourite mailbox now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-7403415003156584637?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/7403415003156584637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=7403415003156584637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/7403415003156584637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/7403415003156584637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/08/mailboxes-for-you.html' title='Mailboxes For You'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-4157969819692619155</id><published>2007-08-16T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T16:50:50.859+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='general'/><title type='text'>What An Amusing Test!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://mingle2.com/blog-addiction" style="color: #D64B32; text-decoration: none; display: block; width: 286px; height: 128px; padding-top: 50px; padding-left: 17px; background: url(http://mingle2.com/img/bb/blog_addiction/badge.jpg) no-repeat; font-family: Times New Roman, sans-serif; font-size: 30px;"&gt;62%&lt;span style="display: none;"&gt;How Addicted to Blogging Are You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;Mingle&lt;sup&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt; - &lt;a href="http://mingle2.com" style="color: #ccc;"&gt;Dating Site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well?  How addicted are you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-4157969819692619155?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/4157969819692619155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=4157969819692619155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/4157969819692619155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/4157969819692619155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/08/what-amusing-test.html' title='What An Amusing Test!'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-1595256436454534119</id><published>2007-08-16T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T16:46:29.970+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Internet'/><title type='text'>I Could Stay Online Forever!</title><content type='html'>How many hours have I been online already?  Now that I have my own laptop and unlimited Internet connection, I don't think I can be blamed, can I?  Really, I could just stay in front of my laptop for days on end.  Or until I get sick of it or until it explodes. Hopefully not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having a ball of a time now just surfing the Net, visiting other people's blogs, downloading music, listening to my downloaded music, and of course, blogging!  My books and assignments have been sadly abandoned since last night.  I know!  I have to study!  Exams coming soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there's music, I go crazy.  Especially my favourite songs that I haven't listened in a long time.  My Savage Garden tape was destroyed because I played it in a spoilt car radio.  And now, I can just download the songs onto my computer!  Cool,huh???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can download my Matchbox 20 songs, Lifehouse, Savage Garden, Howie Day, Avril, Iris by Goo Goo Dolls!  The list is endless.  I'm really wondering how many songs I can store.  The more, the better actually!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I wanna watch 'The Nanny' now!  One of my all-time favourites!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-1595256436454534119?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/1595256436454534119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=1595256436454534119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/1595256436454534119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/1595256436454534119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-could-stay-online-forever.html' title='I Could Stay Online Forever!'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-1409063846950782319</id><published>2007-07-10T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T13:49:26.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweating Everyday!</title><content type='html'>It sucks being a freshie at university.  I keep getting lost and what's worse, I keep sweating cos I kept getting lost!  And it rarely rains nowadays.  The sun is shining with all its might upon me making me sweat and sweat.  Each time, I'll arrive at some event dripping with sweat.  That's why I prefer to wear black shirts so it's not that obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also quite embarrassed if people stare at the sweaty-me.  But, I learn not to bother with them.  Like they don't sweat!  I've met wonderful people here in uni but they speak Mandarin most of the time.  I think I might be able to pick up Mandarin during the 3 years that I'll be here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing of all, I get to go out and lepak at night!  I can't do that when I'm home with my parents as they don't allow me to do so.  Last night, my friends and I went out of uni and explored the shops around.  Cool!  So many shops but can't simply spend.  There are even fast food restaurants like Pizza Hut and KFC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't had my lunch yet.  My friends didn't wait for me!  I couldn't find the place they were waiting for me.  So, I asked another friend to meet me at the library.  See?  Even I can't be alone to have lunch.  I need company for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, I think uni is quite okay.  But, I hate the bathroom.  No place to put my stuff like shampoo and all.  I might put more hooks on the back of the door.  Hope nobody else breaks it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not enough sleep and I think I'll be getting the flu later.  That's the beginning of uni life.  No freshly boiled water.  The only water I'm drinking now is from the vending machine where you pay 10 cents for 500ml of water, 30 cents for 1.5 litres and RM1.00 (I think) for a few litres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend is here already.  Gotta go and eat now!  More updates later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-1409063846950782319?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/1409063846950782319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=1409063846950782319' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/1409063846950782319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/1409063846950782319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/07/sweating-everyday.html' title='Sweating Everyday!'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-2294116929004376180</id><published>2007-06-21T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T16:07:59.713+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating and relationships'/><title type='text'>Dating At A Young Age (Too Young Sometimes!)</title><content type='html'>Nowadays, younger and younger kids are busy in the world of dating.  Crushes, heartbreaks, jealousy, and even infidelity.  We thought love problems only occur when we are adults, when we are more mature, etc.  That’s why it’s quite preposterous that kids as young as 11 are having boyfriends or girlfriends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, girls nowadays do mature faster than girls did many years ago.  So, that’s probably why they get involved with all this stuff.  I don’t know about boys though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was 11, 12, I only listened to my friends talk about boys.  Haha!  I wasn’t into the latest music too.  The only groups I heard of were Backstreet Boys and the Spice Girls.  When my friend asked me who my favourite member of BSB was and I simply picked a guy in the picture.  It happened to be Brian something.  Well, most of them liked Nick Carter.  He looked the most attractive among all of them but I wanted to be different so I just picked another fella without even knowing his name!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, when my batch entered secondary school, there was more talk about boys.  Who’s cute and who’s not.  Who’s nice and who’s nasty.  Who went out with who, who broke up with who, etc.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people went for tuition to flirt, ogle at their crushes, etc.  And I thought tuition was for studying.  To learn more.  To finally understand what they could not understand at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, kids in secondary school are quite old enough to know what they want.  But, is it advisable for those still in primary school to date?  Well, maybe they can still date but under parental supervision!  I wonder who wants it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the Sweet Valley books.  Jessica Wakefield is known as the twin who’s crazy for boys.  12 was the age she started dating, I guess.  Which guy did she like, I don’t remember.  I know that Elizabeth Wakefield was always going steady with Todd something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a way, the Sweet Valley books are bad influence.  It depends on the reader though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for those young kids who are in a hurry to grow up, I hope they enjoy their childhood while there’s still time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-2294116929004376180?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/2294116929004376180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=2294116929004376180' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/2294116929004376180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/2294116929004376180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/06/dating-at-young-age-too-young-sometimes.html' title='Dating At A Young Age (Too Young Sometimes!)'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-1747508747749695744</id><published>2007-06-18T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T22:41:29.933+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='students'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='STPM'/><title type='text'>I'm Happy With My Uni Results!</title><content type='html'>I checked which university I got accepted into and yes!!!  I got my first choice!  Cool, huh?  I'm awfully happy.  And no more worrying if I'll ever be offered a place in university or not.  All my worries are over!  Well, almost over.  There's still life in university that I have to think about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of my friends are glad with their offers but unfortunately, there are some who aren't.  For example, those who did not get the course they want or their universities are too far away!  Well, who asked them to list out the far away universities?  I'm not sure if they listed them or not.  Maybe they were just offered some course as the course still has not enough students in it.  I don't know but they can either appeal or just go on with their given course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's absolutely tiring and busy for me nowadays.  I have to help take care of my nephew!  He's so active and naughty.  Oh, he's a little, tiny terror!  You wouldn't believe his tricks!  Haha!  Mischievous little fella!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, it's time to say good night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-1747508747749695744?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/1747508747749695744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=1747508747749695744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/1747508747749695744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/1747508747749695744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-happy-with-my-uni-results.html' title='I&apos;m Happy With My Uni Results!'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-3511063069288808210</id><published>2007-06-16T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T16:30:34.730+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='students'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='STPM'/><title type='text'>University Results Available Next Week!</title><content type='html'>Sorry!  Us post-STPM students have been duped.  Yeah, we got the news that the university results would be out yesterday.  But, my friend sent an SMS and got no reply.  I checked the Ministry of Higher Education website and checked but nothing concerning me.  False alarm lah.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, it's official that the results will be known by the middle of next week.  That's what they said in The Star newspaper.  And we have to register at our universities on July 1, 2007.  Ah, that's only 2 weeks away!  Yes, I'm quite nervous actually.  And I don't know which uni I'll get.  I'm hoping I'll get somewhere near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have fears if I were to get a place.  I'll miss my home, my bed, my computer, my bathroom, toilet, TV, mom, dad, family!  It's also quite scary to know that I'll be sharing a dorm with a complete stranger!  What if it's somebody that I cannot stand?  What if she can't stand me?  Appeal for another dorm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I'll be happy to get a place, that's all.  Gotta pray hard!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-3511063069288808210?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/3511063069288808210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=3511063069288808210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/3511063069288808210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/3511063069288808210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/06/university-results-available-next-week.html' title='University Results Available Next Week!'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-950047415676319161</id><published>2007-06-14T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T20:52:22.473+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><title type='text'>Another Canon A460 Has Found An Owner!</title><content type='html'>Tiring, tiring, tiring but absolutely worth it!  I bought this little baby yesterday. The Canon A460. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/RnE2s2ZMH6I/AAAAAAAAAE0/XBzDfoBcEw4/s1600-h/canonA460.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/RnE2s2ZMH6I/AAAAAAAAAE0/XBzDfoBcEw4/s320/canonA460.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075898399166570402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It cost RM499.  Quite an okay price.  I was torn between this Canon A460 and the Sony DSC-S650 but after asking a lot and looking around, I decided to settle for the Canon one.  So far, I’m happy with it and I’m still figuring out its one hundred and one features.  Yeah, I’ve to tackle the manual, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I asked my friend where she usually buys her cameras and she said that recently she bought hers at Queensbay Mall, either on Ground or 1st floor, she couldn’t remember.  What the heck, I walked all the floors searching for good camera shops!  Haha!  That’s why it was a good workout for me yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Altogether I went to 4 shops that sold the Canon A460.  Here they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· The first shop I went to was a Kodak one, which is opposite Popular.  The guy was good as he explained and demonstrated the camera’s functions.  He will sell the camera for RM499 and the free gifts included were 2 batteries, memory card, and camera case, if I remember correctly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· The second was a Canon shop at Digital Bay.  It was quite quiet around there as there weren’t many customers.  Good.  More peace and quiet to think and to talk.  Anyway, the female sales assistant said the camera cost RM499, too and the free gifts are a mini tripod, a 1GB memory card, and a camera case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· I still wasn’t satisfied so I searched for the Harvey Norman store.  Here, the guy offered the camera at RM499 and the only free gift was a camera case!  I crossed Harvey Norman off my list right away.  But, the guy was friendly and answered my questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· Yesterday I saw an advertisement in the newspaper that SEC (Star Electronic) will have a sale from today until Sunday.  Four days only.  And they’re offering the camera for RM469 plus free memory card and mini tripod.  They also mentioned ‘While stocks last’!  And I only found out that the promotion only went on at 4 participating stores.  So, the SEC shop near Queensbay Mall that I went to could only offer to sell the camera at RM469 without any free stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sales guy was good because he said he’ll make some phone calls to ask for more information.  Then, he came back to explain it all to me.  I was already in a muddle then so I said thanks very much and went back to Queensbay and analyzed all the information I gathered in my mind.  Haha!  I asked my friends for advice, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I decided to buy from Digital Bay since the girl said I’d get a tripod.  A tripod could come in useful some time.  Plus, there were 3 colours available and I could choose my silver one.  I only realized this morning that the camera case had a very strong smell but it should go off, hopefully.  And I realized that there is a small scratch on the display screen!  But, never mind.  It’s not that noticeable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got a lot to learn about my new camera.  With any luck, I’ll also learn to use it well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-950047415676319161?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/950047415676319161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=950047415676319161' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/950047415676319161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/950047415676319161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/06/another-canon-a460-has-found-owner.html' title='Another Canon A460 Has Found An Owner!'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/RnE2s2ZMH6I/AAAAAAAAAE0/XBzDfoBcEw4/s72-c/canonA460.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-3726320872091346407</id><published>2007-06-13T08:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T08:40:53.685+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simply Ranting'/><title type='text'>Sick of Staying Home</title><content type='html'>It's an emergency!  It's a crisis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to go out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been staying home for too long or rather indoors for far too long a time and I'll definitely go mad if I don't get out.  Well, it's already a crime in my parents' eyes if I go out every week.  It sucks that I have to get my parents' approval each time I want to go out.  I know that they want me to be safe and not mixing with the wrong kind of people but hey, I don't take drugs and I am not promiscuous.  I'm just bored of staying at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I might go over to Penang and walk the floors of Queensbay Mall.  Yeah, it's the best nearest mall to me now and I'll do anything to get there.  My legs need some exercise.  I had some exercise yesterday, cycled two rounds around the field in the drizzle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, that's another good excuse for going out.  Exercise.  I really need to get those muscles working.  And walking around the mall is one great way to exercise.  Cheap, too, unless I buy something expensive.  Like a camera, for instance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha!  Yeah, yeah, I'm still on the hunt for a good camera.  Actually, I'm waiting for my money to be cashed into my account so I can withdraw it and go buy the stupid camera for once and for all!  I'm always wishing and wanting this and that but I never get to have  what I want.  My family usually doesn't approve of my decisions.  That is my decisions to purchase anything expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time, when I wanted to buy a mobile phone, as usual they protested against the idea.  But, it's my own money.  I earned it the honest way!  As a cashier. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh!  I didn't take notice of what they said and just went out and bought myself a phone.  I'm sick of having 'No' for answers.  Can I buy a phone?  No.  Can I buy a camera?  No.  Can I work?  No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going ballistic here.  I love my family but they should stop being so protective of me.  I can't wait for the university results to come out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-3726320872091346407?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/3726320872091346407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=3726320872091346407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/3726320872091346407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/3726320872091346407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/06/sick-of-staying-home.html' title='Sick of Staying Home'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-5040563444992849120</id><published>2007-06-08T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T23:00:52.345+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sponsored'/><title type='text'>Looking Into The Night</title><content type='html'>Everybody has problems trying to see things in the middle of the night.  Though some animals can see very well, the owl, for example!  Well, they have to search for food so that they can live and reproduce.  They’ve been given natural night vision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For us humans, we resort to technology to help us see in the night so that we don’t keep bumping into things!  Anyway, do you happen to work as a security guard?  Do you need something to aid your vision if you are on duty at night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if you are a nature or science lover?  Or you love to go camping and hiking in the dark forests?  You’ll probably need to get your &lt;a href="http://www.opticsplanet.net/nightvision.html"&gt;night vision equipment&lt;/a&gt; from OpticsPlanet.  And I was like ‘WOW’ at the number of stuff available there!  They have night vision goggles, night vision scopes, night vision riflescopes, flashlights, safety goggles and many, many more!  You’ll be at a loss trying to choose the one you want.  Really…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait no more, people!  Hurry to the site now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*This is a sponsored post*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-5040563444992849120?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/5040563444992849120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=5040563444992849120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/5040563444992849120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/5040563444992849120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/06/looking-into-night.html' title='Looking Into The Night'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-6553430801435364021</id><published>2007-06-04T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T19:47:13.534+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><title type='text'>Which Camera Should I Go For?</title><content type='html'>Oh yeah, I'm still in the midst of finding the perfect digital camera for &lt;i&gt;moi&lt;/i&gt;.  I'm kind of torn between the Canon A460 and the Kodak C653.  However, there are many good reviews for the Canon camera.  Affordable and totally worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was at Queensbay Mall, there was the Canon booth promoting its cameras.  The sales guy even took a photo of me and my cousin to test the camera.  Well, the picture was okay but I was still quite broke then and couldn't afford to purchase the camera on the spot.  And I'm making sure that I'll finally own a camera in the near future!  I'm so sick of being camera-less when I go out.  Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I did a search for the aforementioned cameras and landed on this useful site.  Its catchy title would certainly entice you nevertheless.  &lt;a href="http://www.digitalcamera-hq.com/digital-cameras/top-ten_guide.html"&gt;Digital Cameras: The Top 10 Things You Need to Know&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canon should be a good brand, right?  Well, I can't say anything YET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just continue my research. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-6553430801435364021?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/6553430801435364021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=6553430801435364021' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/6553430801435364021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/6553430801435364021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/06/which-camera-should-i-go-for.html' title='Which Camera Should I Go For?'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-3266003248535598100</id><published>2007-06-04T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T00:30:08.968+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='general'/><title type='text'>I Was Away and Now I'm Back!</title><content type='html'>Oh my!  I did not realize that I haven't blogged here for almost a month!  Yes, I was busy.  In fact, I was away visiting my grandma whom I haven't seen for years and she's unfortunately not quite well now.  But, no worries as she's better and resting at home.  I just hope that the maid takes good care of her and not spend too much time watching TV!  That's what she did almost every night when I was there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm glad that the Internet connection got better.  I haven't touched my computer for almost 16 or 17 days!  When I turned it on, there was some weird motor sound coming from the CPU.  Oh, I hope it's nothing serious!  Haha!  I'm so glad to be back.  I miss my blogs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even bought my favourite Dunkin Donuts.  I thought there wasn't a Dunkin Donuts shop in Penang but my uncle said that there was one at Gama???  Really?  I'd better check it out one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what?  There was a freaking worm in my room when I was sweeping the floor.  A worm!  In my room of all places!  Can't it go somewhere else???  Ewwww.....so disgusting.  I hate worms and anything slimy.  =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right.  Just thought I'd drop by and write a post.  It's like half past twelve now and I'm starting to feel sleepy.  Good night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-3266003248535598100?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/3266003248535598100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=3266003248535598100' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/3266003248535598100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/3266003248535598100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-was-away-and-now-im-back.html' title='I Was Away and Now I&apos;m Back!'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-3163220828785059227</id><published>2007-05-03T11:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T09:44:30.141+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies &quot;M&quot;'/><title type='text'>Movie Review: Murder By Numbers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/RjlZ-yVxK9I/AAAAAAAAAEs/LofGyxkW2kI/s1600-h/200px-Murder_by_Numbers_film.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060174591527300050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/RjlZ-yVxK9I/AAAAAAAAAEs/LofGyxkW2kI/s320/200px-Murder_by_Numbers_film.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Although my 8tv last night was blurry and almost unwatchable, well, totally unwatchable, I still tried to understand the movie shown, which was Murder By Numbers starring Sandra Bullock and the hot Ryan Gosling, who acted as Hercules in Young Hercules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed Sandra Bullock’s always acting as a police or detective. She was a cop in Miss Congeniality and now she’s a crime scene investigator in Murder By Numbers. I don’t even know why the movie has such a title!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, a crime has been committed. Something has to happen or there wouldn’t be a story, right? And to make the story even more interesting, the murderers are outwitting the cops. Plus the murderers were just two high school kids. That particular part I don’t really get it. Why did those two kids murder a girl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richard is the cool, rich, annoying one while his partner-in-crime, Justin is a loner and social outcast. The cops did not suspect that both of them could be associated with each other since they were in different cliques in school. These two boys must have read all about crime scene investigations and learnt up all the procedures that the cops use to find clues, so they avoid making such careless mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, one cannot be too careful. In the end, Cassie (Sandra Bullock) began to suspect something amiss and went on investigating the case even though her boss told her to drop it. As usual. The detective has something going on but the boss is always unsupportive. Gosh, how irritating can that be???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time the movie was over, I was still in a blur. I was also disgusted with the two boys’ ideas of murdering a girl. When they thought the police were hot on their heels, they plan to commit suicide. However, Richard is too cunning to kill himself and Justin is too smart, so he found out in the end that Richard’s gun was not loaded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a horrible movie. I did not like the two boys and I did not like what they did. I think that perhaps there ARE such cases going on. Ugh, really ghastly. Richard taunted Justin to strangle the girl, saying that Justin talked a lot and never acted out his ideas. Terrible. Awful. I’m never watching this movie again, that’s for sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just checked out Wikipedia and it seems that those two boys wanted to carry out the perfect murder! This movie is also loosely based on the Leopold and Loeb case, Columbine High School shootings and Dartmouth murders. How shocking! They only wanted to feel what it’s like to murder someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told you right? It’s definitely gruesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-3163220828785059227?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/3163220828785059227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=3163220828785059227' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/3163220828785059227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/3163220828785059227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/05/movie-review-murder-by-numbers.html' title='Movie Review: Murder By Numbers'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/RjlZ-yVxK9I/AAAAAAAAAEs/LofGyxkW2kI/s72-c/200px-Murder_by_Numbers_film.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-664053284815940165</id><published>2007-05-02T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T16:40:46.869+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='general'/><title type='text'>Just saying hi</title><content type='html'>My poor nephew is not well and he's here for a while.  But, not to worry because he's still as naughty and mischievous as before!  I love to see him walking and sometimes, running a little, though his little aren't that steady for running yet.  Ah, babies are so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, been having some stomach aches too.  Ah, I hate having stomach aches!  Horrible!  Abominable!  Simply unacceptable!  It's gone anyway. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, just dropped by to post an entry otherwise you might think this blog is dead or what.  And I do hope that I am accepted in USM later.  Please, please, please let me go to USM.  My guy will be in TAR and I want to be in Penang, too!  It wouldn't be fun to be too far from him.  I just got to pray and pray very hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studying at USM should be fun, I think.  I've been waiting for like, forever, to enter university and since my sis went to USM, I made up my mind to go there too.  I just hope that I do get into any university.  I'd be really lucky then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I better take a nap before the small fella wakes up and bullies me.  Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-664053284815940165?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/664053284815940165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=664053284815940165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/664053284815940165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/664053284815940165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/05/just-saying-hi.html' title='Just saying hi'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-8491369369534477965</id><published>2007-04-15T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T19:47:23.720+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='general'/><title type='text'>No Money = No Fun</title><content type='html'>I hate being broke.  I hate having being penniless.  Hmph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does it feel having no money and yet you had so many things to buy?  That’s how I felt yesterday.  Well, not only yesterday but also many days before yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s this book that I want to buy but like I said, I’m broke!  I’m afraid the book will be sold out by the time I got my money.  Oh, if only I was the richest person in the whole, wide world, then money would be the last thing to worry about.  Yeah, that’s only wishful thinking now for me.  I think I’ll only be rich 10 years after I’m dead.  How I became rich?  No idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I’m lucky today.  My mom gave me some money to spend.  Hahahaa!  I’m not broke now.  I have money.  There’s not a thing to worry.  I can buy my book now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I’ll buy my book.  Tomorrow, I’ll finish my money.  Yes.  Amount of money given to me &lt; price of book. (&lt; is less than)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I’ll be happy once I got the book.  I’ve been eyeing that book for so long!  Oh please, please, don’t be sold out!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-8491369369534477965?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/8491369369534477965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=8491369369534477965' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/8491369369534477965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/8491369369534477965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/04/no-money-no-fun.html' title='No Money = No Fun'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-5569879942474151477</id><published>2007-04-13T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T21:08:54.420+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday&apos;s Feast'/><title type='text'>Friday's Feast #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/Rh9943d4xtI/AAAAAAAAAEk/OtjjqolDKJw/s1600-h/fridaysfeast_buttonone.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/Rh9943d4xtI/AAAAAAAAAEk/OtjjqolDKJw/s320/fridaysfeast_buttonone.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052895722848437970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fridaysfeast.com/"&gt;Friday's Feast&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is my FIRST Friday's Feast and it's easy!  Just answer the questions given.  There's even a math question but it's pretty easy.  Come on!  If you like questions and love answering them, just join in Friday's Feast.  Have fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appetizer&lt;br /&gt;When you were a child, which crayon color was your favorite?&lt;br /&gt;Ummm, I don’t quite remember.  Maybe blue?  I’ve always liked blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soup&lt;br /&gt;On a scale of 1 to 10 (with 10 being highest), how likely would you be to change jobs if it required you to move?&lt;br /&gt;Wow.  I haven’t moved houses before let alone move just because my job required me to do it.  I guess it’d be 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salad&lt;br /&gt;Take all the numbers in your birthday and your phone number and add them up, one by one. What’s the total?&lt;br /&gt;79&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main Course&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever “re-gifted” anything? If so, what was it and who did you pass it on to?&lt;br /&gt;Re-gifted?  Interesting word.  No, I don’t think I’ve done it before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dessert&lt;br /&gt;Name something you need from the store.&lt;br /&gt;What do I need?  What do I need?  Orange juice!  I’m out of orange juice.  =D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://www.blenza.com/linkies/autolink.php?owner=MissPositive&amp;postid=13Apr2007&amp;meme=ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-5569879942474151477?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/5569879942474151477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=5569879942474151477' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/5569879942474151477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/5569879942474151477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/04/fridays-feast-1.html' title='Friday&apos;s Feast #1'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/Rh9943d4xtI/AAAAAAAAAEk/OtjjqolDKJw/s72-c/fridaysfeast_buttonone.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-1092963144649713316</id><published>2007-04-12T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T20:06:17.991+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>To Keep This Blog Or Not To Keep?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh dear, I'm in a little dilemma right now.  Okay, it's not little, it's more like 'more than little but not a life crisis' kind of dilemma.  Still, I'm getting a headache just thinking of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big question is:  Should I keep this blog or just delete it?  Kamigoroshi advised me to just keep it.  For old times' sake, perhaps?  If I were to keep this blog and have my new one, it means I have to update BOTH blogs regularly.  Oh, how will I find the time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW?  HOW?  HOW???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.  I think I might keep this blog.  Hey, maybe I can use this blog for sponsored posts!  Then, I'll make sure my new blog will be paid posts-free.  Hmm, sounds good so far.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-1092963144649713316?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/1092963144649713316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=1092963144649713316' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/1092963144649713316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/1092963144649713316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/04/to-keep-this-blog-or-not-to-keep.html' title='To Keep This Blog Or Not To Keep?'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-1937187628745645397</id><published>2007-04-12T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T20:12:31.136+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>Moved to misspositive.net!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yup.  I'm moving my blog to WordPress and I'll be deleting this old blog off mine soon.  Just wanted to make a little announcement now.  To those kind bloggers who linked up to me, please change the URL to http://www.misspositive.net/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'll just take a minute, so I won't take up a lot of your time, no worries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or if you just want to take a look at the new blog, here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.misspositive.net/"&gt;MissPositive.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-1937187628745645397?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/1937187628745645397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=1937187628745645397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/1937187628745645397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/1937187628745645397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/04/moved-to-misspositivenet.html' title='Moved to misspositive.net!'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-6650262616577046640</id><published>2007-04-05T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T19:15:33.244+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thursday Thirteen'/><title type='text'>13 Things I Really Want To Do In My Life</title><content type='html'>1. Travel to as many countries as possible!  America, England, France, Switzerland, Italy!  They are all just waiting for me.  How fun it would be walking in London, taking rides in London double-decker buses or strolling in Paris, enjoying myself in the City of Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Make lots of money.  =)  I would so love to be a millionaire.  Well, even if I don’t get to be one, at least I want enough money to buy lots of nice stuff for myself and for everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Read as many books as possible.  Thousands and thousands of books have been published, just waiting for me to borrow or buy to savour them page-by-page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Learn to ride a motorcycle.  I know how to drive a car already so it’s time to learn to ride on a bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Write a novel.  Hmm, a novel seems like a tough job as a novel isn’t a short thing.  Lots of pages to write.  Stories and characters to think of.  Well, if others can do it, why can’t I, right?  =)  I just need enough inspiration, that’s all.  And the determination and patience, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Learn to cook very well.  I love food and I love to eat.  Wouldn’t it be nice I could whip up some delicious dishes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Meet lots of new and interesting people.  Who knows what fascinating stories they would tell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Watch my nieces and nephew grow up to be wonderful people.  And spend lots of time with their wonderful aunt!  Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Have lots of fun and study hard when I get to university (if I ever do get into one).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Graduate from university with excellent results.  Or highest honours, whatever that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Learn how to swim.  I love the water but I have a little phobia feeling towards it.  I have to overcome that water-phobia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Fall madly in love with somebody and to be faithful to him and him me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Be a happy and contented person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://www.blenza.com/linkies/autolink.php?owner=MissPositive&amp;postid=05Apr2007&amp;meme=tt"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-6650262616577046640?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/6650262616577046640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=6650262616577046640' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/6650262616577046640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/6650262616577046640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/04/13-things-i-really-want-to-do-in-my.html' title='13 Things I Really Want To Do In My Life'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-5790276277707848360</id><published>2007-04-04T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T21:30:38.750+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>Hairstyles Galore!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/RhOkwChtVkI/AAAAAAAAAEU/HKEdl-H3T9E/s1600-h/short5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 286px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/RhOkwChtVkI/AAAAAAAAAEU/HKEdl-H3T9E/s320/short5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049560752431388226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/RhOkFShtViI/AAAAAAAAAEE/fOnAYmIQkNI/s1600-h/short_hairstyles_09_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 285px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/RhOkFShtViI/AAAAAAAAAEE/fOnAYmIQkNI/s320/short_hairstyles_09_02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049560017991980578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/RhOkeChtVjI/AAAAAAAAAEM/7aOjOIuKHn8/s1600-h/short_hairstyles_11_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 285px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/RhOkeChtVjI/AAAAAAAAAEM/7aOjOIuKHn8/s320/short_hairstyles_11_01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049560443193742898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I need a new hairstyle.  As soon as possible.  I can't live with my current one any longer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, you must be thinking I have a hairstyle from hell, right?  Hahaha!  No no!  I'm not that unfortunate.  I had my last haircut around last month.  When I came out of the salon, it looked presentable, at least.  But now, if I don't comb it or put some cream, it'll look really unruly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had lots of bad hair days.  It was so easy when I had long hair.  All I ever need to make it look tidy was to tie it all up in a ponytail.  And it was always in a ponytail.  I was too lazy to dream up new hairstyles to create for myself.  Or it was more like I had better things to do than obsess over my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I've decided to keep it short.  Hey, short is sexy, you know.  Hehe... So ladies with short hair, be proud of it, baby.  Okay, ladies with long hair, be proud of yourself too!  It all depends what your tastes are.  We are all different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, this is a style I would not want.  Ever!  Even the model looks a bit sad because she had to wear the style for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/RhOluihtVlI/AAAAAAAAAEc/1JFOYwn5TM8/s1600-h/short7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/RhOluihtVlI/AAAAAAAAAEc/1JFOYwn5TM8/s320/short7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049561826173212242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh, there are so many nice ones out there.  But how do I tell the hair-dresser what I want?  I think I should just bring along a photo of a hairstyle that I like and then show it to her.  Yeah, then I can tell her that I want my hair to be something like that.  If you can't make it look exactly like it, then it does not matter.  As long as my hair is presentable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tips, anyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-5790276277707848360?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/5790276277707848360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=5790276277707848360' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/5790276277707848360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/5790276277707848360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/04/hairstyles-galore.html' title='Hairstyles Galore!'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/RhOkwChtVkI/AAAAAAAAAEU/HKEdl-H3T9E/s72-c/short5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-6792058034997446880</id><published>2007-03-29T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T21:48:34.537+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thursday Thirteen'/><title type='text'>13 Movies I’ll Never Get Bored Of</title><content type='html'>It's true.  I don't think I'll ever get bored of these movies.  There are more than 13 actually and I only gave 13 because it's Thursday Thirteen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The Rat Race&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the funniest movies ever made!  You will find me laughing non-stop whenever I’m watching this movie.  There are many characters in it too and that’s another thing that I like.  The characters have their own funny and weird ways, which I find amusing.  Really, if you want a good laugh, then this is a must-watch movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Center Stage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I watch this movie, I’ll have the sudden inspiration to dance.  The dancers are great and talented and well, if only I could dance just like them.  But, it would need years of practice and they are dancing ballet!  If I’m not wrong, you have to be, like, 5(???) to start on your ballet journey and on your way to be a huge star in ballet.  Anyway, I just like dance movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Home Alone 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Macaulay Culkin sure is cute when he’s only 6.  And a very naughty little boy, too!  It is also hard to believe that a 6-year-old could do such meticulous planning to capture the robbers.  The robbers are quite stupid too.  That’s another reason why the movie is so hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Home Alone 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like in Home Alone 1, Kevin (Culkin) has to outsmart the idiotic but revengeful robbers.  This time, he’s in New York City and he’s pretty brave to survive on his own.  I hope more 6-year-olds have his guts and determination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Legally Blonde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first Legally Blonde is much better than its sequel.  It’s the bimboness that tickled my funny bone.  Elle Woods might seem ridiculous but she’s one cool character.  She set out to go to Harvard and she got Harvard.  She’s also very friendly to the other students there although all they ever did were give her long and stupefied stares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Shrek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite character would be the donkey with Eddie Murphy as its voice.  It’s a truly funny donkey and an endearing one too.  What would Shrek be without his donkey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Titanic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need I explain more?  I adore Titanic!  I started watching Titanic again last year when I borrowed my sis’ CD and fell head over heels in love with the story.  Oh, how sad that Jack had to die at the end.  If only he were alive, then he and Rose can be together!  Yeah, I’m quite a silly romantic.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. White Chicks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wayans brothers are simply hilarious!  They were very funny when they pretended to be white, air-headed girls.  I like the part when the big-sized coach claimed one of the brothers as his prize at the auction and swept ‘her’ off ‘her’ feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. BeDazzled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I list a lot of funny movies here?  I’m sure I did.  I love funny movies because they make me laugh a lot.  Laughter is the best medicine and BeDazzled is one heck of an effective medicine.  Brendan Fraser became one of my favourite actors after I watched this movie.  Oh, Elizabeth Hurley looks simply gorgeous in it too.  I like her British accent, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Robin Hood – Prince of Thieves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, another romantic movie.  I absolutely love the song by Bryan Adams – Everything I Do, I Do It For You.  Robin Hood is another fairy tale-like movie but everyone likes a happy ending, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. The Parent Trap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was when Lindsay Lohan was still a kid and quite innocent.  Haha!  She’s brilliant in this movie.  Well, in this story, she had to act as twins and they meet each other in summer camp.  Then, they discover they are actually sisters and not each other’s evil clones.  A nice movie to watch on a lazy Sunday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. The Gods Must Be Crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another funny movie.  This is really good movie.  Hmm, I haven’t watched it for quite a while and I only have The Gods Must Be Crazy 2.  You have to watch it to know how funny it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Les Miserables&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I have to read this book one day.  This movie is beautiful!  This is a story of a criminal who turned over a new leaf but a policeman (I think he’s called a policeman) still would not let him go free.  You see, this policeman thinks that a criminal would always be a criminal and he considers the man a wolf in sheep’s skin.  It’s a very good story set during the French Revolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://www.blenza.com/linkies/autolink.php?owner=MissPositive&amp;postid=29Mar2007&amp;meme=tt"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-6792058034997446880?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/6792058034997446880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=6792058034997446880' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/6792058034997446880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/6792058034997446880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/03/13-movies-ill-never-get-bored-of.html' title='13 Movies I’ll Never Get Bored Of'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-4738326683678455314</id><published>2007-03-26T23:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T09:46:06.121+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies &quot;M&quot;'/><title type='text'>Movie Review: Mr. Bean's Holiday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/RgfjFzzKSgI/AAAAAAAAAD4/u3dzOvOCV_Y/s1600-h/mrbeansholiday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046251596435573250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/RgfjFzzKSgI/AAAAAAAAAD4/u3dzOvOCV_Y/s320/mrbeansholiday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mr. Bean, Mr. Bean. Ah, Mr. Bean is back once again with all his clumsiness and selfishness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been a fan of Mr. Bean ever since….. I can’t really remember. But, I know that I’ve always enjoyed all his shows and movie. He never fails to make me laugh with his silly antics and also that weird way of walking and running. My little niece is also a big fan of Mr. Bean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what’s he up to this time? Anyway, Mr. Bean’s Holiday will be Rowan Atkinson’s final movie on Mr. Bean. That is sad news since we won’t be seeing anymore new stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Mr. Bean is on holiday, apparently. He won a trip to Cannes (pronounced as ‘kan’), France but got into lots of trouble on the way there. Before boarding his train, he asks a man to take a video of him going into the train. Haha! I certainly would not like to be that man. Mr. Bean had him to take the video over and over again until it is perfect. But, as luck would have it, that man missed the train and it’s all Mr. Bean’s fault. As usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What’s worse is that the man’s son was on board the train. When Mr. Bean realized this, he felt terribly bad. You could see it on his face. He went and sat opposite the boy and tried to cheer him up. Oh, Mr. Bean recycles all his jokes in this movie. Maybe this movie is like a summary of all Mr. Bean jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incidentally, Mr. Bean tried to help the boy find back his father. When Mr. Bean and the boy were at the next train station, the boy’s father passed by in a train that was not going to stop. The boy’s father was holding up a piece of paper with the word ‘Cannes’ on it and his telephone number. Mr. Bean took a photo of the paper but the boy’s father accidentally covered the last two digits of the telephone number. Here, Mr. Bean wrote out all the possible numbers for the last two digits and he and the boy tried to call every number on his list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Bean and the boy got separated somehow. Mr. Bean even meets a beautiful young actress who was kind enough to give him a lift to Cannes. She thought he was Russian and he never bothered to tell her he was English. All he ever says is ‘oui, oui’. (oui = French for yes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And like all Mr. Bean shows, there is a happy ending. The boy finally meets his parents and Mr. Bean finally gets to go to the beach. Ah, I would love to watch this movie all over again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-4738326683678455314?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/4738326683678455314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=4738326683678455314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/4738326683678455314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/4738326683678455314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/03/movie-review-mr-beans-holiday.html' title='Movie Review: Mr. Bean&apos;s Holiday'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/RgfjFzzKSgI/AAAAAAAAAD4/u3dzOvOCV_Y/s72-c/mrbeansholiday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-8499160402010624697</id><published>2007-03-25T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T14:58:08.562+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Internet'/><title type='text'>The Money Making Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This should be interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came to this blog called 'Money Making Blog' through Project Petaling Street and its post title captivated me almost immediately.  Philip Yong, the author of the blog, is giving away free backlinks if you review his blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, his blog is quite informative.  He introduces alternative ad programs that you can run in your blogs.  If you are getting sick of Google Adsense, why not check out Philip's blog and get the lowdown on other advertising programs that might just suit your taste buds?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna know more tips on how you can &lt;a href="http://m2-blog.blogspot.com/"&gt;earn money online&lt;/a&gt;?  Go visit the Money Making Blog now!  I know you want to.  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-8499160402010624697?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/8499160402010624697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=8499160402010624697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/8499160402010624697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/8499160402010624697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/03/money-making-blog.html' title='The Money Making Blog'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-2264769678442550600</id><published>2007-03-25T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T14:41:28.798+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sponsored'/><title type='text'>Deal or No Deal!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.winzy.com/deal-or-no-deal.html"&gt;Deal or No Deal&lt;/a&gt;?  What an absolutely catchy name!  Are you wondering what in the world it is?  Well, allow me to tell you all about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are a games freak, then this should be the perfect haven for you to play games!  This '&lt;a href="http://www.winzy.com/deal-or-no-deal.html"&gt;Deal or No Deal&lt;/a&gt;' game can be found at Winzy.  The good thing about this site?  It's a completely free for you to play your hours away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Winzy, you can search the web, play as many online games as you want, for example, &lt;a href="http://www.winzy.com/deal-or-no-deal.html"&gt;Deal or No Deal&lt;/a&gt;, and don't forget the attractive prizes!  Hey, it's not bad, you know.  You could win yourself an iPod Nano after playing games at Winzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still not tempted?  Why don't you check out the site for yourself and you be the judge.  Have fun playing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-2264769678442550600?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/2264769678442550600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=2264769678442550600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/2264769678442550600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/2264769678442550600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/03/deal-or-no-deal.html' title='Deal or No Deal!'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-5666881807749571049</id><published>2007-03-22T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T21:49:44.730+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thursday Thirteen'/><title type='text'>I'm gonna be part of TT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="1" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#3aa2de"&gt;&lt;img src="http://justthegirlnextdoor.net/blog/thursdaythirteen/thursdaythirteenblue2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="background: rgb(58, 162, 222) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; text-align: left; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Thirteen Things about &lt;strong&gt;ME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I love to read.&lt;br /&gt;2. I love to surf the Net.&lt;br /&gt;3. I love to blog.&lt;br /&gt;4. I love pizza!&lt;br /&gt;5. I can be playful and yet serious at times.&lt;br /&gt;6. I'm quite a crybaby!&lt;br /&gt;7. I enjoy watching movies that make me laugh non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;8. I like to be alone sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;9. I want to be a millionaire.  Hopefully before I reach 30.&lt;br /&gt;10. I would like to open my own bookstore.  Or work in one.&lt;br /&gt;11. I enjoy playing with my nieces and nephew.&lt;br /&gt;12. I wish I were rich.  Then, I can buy anything I want!&lt;br /&gt;13. I would love to travel all around the world one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Links to other Thursday Thirteens!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.   &lt;a href="http://kristy-lea.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kris&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://thursdaythirteen.com/"&gt;Get the Thursday Thirteen code here!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The purpose of the meme is to get to know everyone who participates a little bit better every Thursday.  Visiting fellow Thirteeners is encouraged!  If you participate, leave the link to your Thirteen in others comments.  It’s easy, and fun!  Be sure to update your Thirteen with links that are left for you, as well!  I will link to everyone who participates and leaves a link to their 13 things. Trackbacks, pings, comment links accepted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/thursday+thirteen" rel="tag"&gt;View More Thursday Thirteen Participants&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-5666881807749571049?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/5666881807749571049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=5666881807749571049' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/5666881807749571049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/5666881807749571049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-gonna-be-part-of-tt.html' title='I&apos;m gonna be part of TT!'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-1247036006297454449</id><published>2007-03-22T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T21:33:46.881+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><title type='text'>What would you do if somebody slapped you right across your face in public?</title><content type='html'>Well, I just asked this question for myself for fun. Not that it had happened to me before. Not that I would want it happening to me! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I’ll suggest 9 ways. Again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Stare stupidly at the person who generously gave you the slap.&lt;br /&gt;2. Slap the person back.&lt;br /&gt;3. Cry. (No way am I going to do that!)&lt;br /&gt;4. Run away and hide.&lt;br /&gt;5. Or stay and fight back.&lt;br /&gt;6. Curse the person silently while giving him/her the evil stare.&lt;br /&gt;7. Complain to somebody else nearest to you.&lt;br /&gt;8. Put your hands on the part of your face where you were slapped and try to look absolutely hurt.&lt;br /&gt;9. Or offer your other cheek.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-1247036006297454449?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/1247036006297454449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=1247036006297454449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/1247036006297454449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/1247036006297454449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/03/what-would-you-do-if-somebody-slapped.html' title='What would you do if somebody slapped you right across your face in public?'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-5508107640731000093</id><published>2007-03-20T09:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T09:43:53.449+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Pancake House of Horror!</title><content type='html'>I wanted to write about my pancake-eating experience at the Paddington House of Pancakes in Queensbay Mall yesterday but it slipped my mind somehow.  It was a funny and tormented experience and also a totally unforgettable one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend and I had always passed the pancake house each time we were at Queensbay but never ate there.  Yesterday, I made up my mind to try how the pancakes were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I ordered pancakes with strawberries, whipped cream, ice cream, almond flakes and chocolate sauce.  Maple syrup came with it.  For drinks, we both ordered hot chocolate with marshmallows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hot chocolate was kind of nice but the marshmallows were tiny!  I think I only had around 5 tiny marshmallows in my hot chocolate.  And the marshmallows were the best things in our meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my pancakes.  They looked truly good and delicious and I enjoyed it initially.  But after eating halfway, I felt ‘jelak’.  Like I couldn’t bear to continue eating.  But, with will and determination, I finished it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend ordered a kind of pancake burger.  There were fries, a tomato, and some beef wedged between pancakes.  Of course there were salad, capsicums, and cheese, too over and under the beef.  And don’t expect to find KFC’s or McD’s kind of burger because the beef was not in one piece.  It was like fried and tossed around in the kuali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The verdict:  The beef was horrible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha!  Or maybe it just didn’t suit our KFC/McD/Pizza Hut taste buds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had already finished my pancakes, strawberries, etc but my friend could not bring himself to eat up the beef.  So, I helped him.  But, we did not manage to wolf down the whole thing.  85% of the total beef served was still there huddled together on the plate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The total of our ‘meal’ was RM50++.  What an expensive experience.  Well, now we know where not to eat the next time!  I’d also rather have spent the RM50 on normal McD burger and fries plus could have gotten a movie ticket as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, like I said, it was an unforgettable experience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-5508107640731000093?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/5508107640731000093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=5508107640731000093' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/5508107640731000093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/5508107640731000093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/03/pancake-house-of-horror.html' title='Pancake House of Horror!'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-1187890982479835669</id><published>2007-03-19T21:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T09:46:56.552+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies &quot;D&quot;'/><title type='text'>Movie Review: The Devil Wears Prada</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/Rf6V6EUUk_I/AAAAAAAAADw/19k9yz_EBH0/s1600-h/The_Devil_Wears_Prada_DVD_cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043633457525462002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/Rf6V6EUUk_I/AAAAAAAAADw/19k9yz_EBH0/s320/The_Devil_Wears_Prada_DVD_cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I could not believe my eyes when I spotted a Video CD of The Devil Wears Prada in Borders Bookstore. I’ve been eager to catch this movie when it was being shown in the cinemas but couldn’t because I was busy preparing for my STPM last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I buy a Video CD, did you ask? Well, I do have a DVD player and it is so high class that it can only play original DVDs. So, the pirated DVDs can never find a home next to my DVD player, most unfortunately. However, it accepts pirated VCDs though and of course, original VCDs, too. It’s weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie was clear all the way and that’s the most important thing to consider if you really want to enjoy a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it’s about Andrea (Andy) Sachs who wants to get a job as the assistant of Runway magazine’s editor, Miranda Priestly. She was lacking in the fashion department and the people working for Miranda thought she wouldn’t get the much sought-after job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, Andy got it! Everyone was quite surprised, naturally and they did not make things comfortable for her, obviously. However, Andy was hardworking, a quick learner, and turned to Nigel’s help to improve her fashion. Nigel is the magazine's art director. Soon after that, Andy started coming to work wearing chic, fashionable clothes and looked totally glamorous in them. Even Miranda, the awfully hard to please editor, approved of her change in clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the same, Andy got more and more involved with her work and being Miranda’s personal slave, her relationship with her own boyfriend started to deteriorate. They spent less time together and things just began falling apart. Andy really made her job her priority and just let things be. Because she’s so efficient and reliable, Miranda picked her and not her Number 1 assistant, Emily, to follow her to Paris for a fashion show, which Emily was absolutely dying to go to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a really nice movie and the clothes in it are simply fabulous. Wish I can wear them everyday to work or anywhere I want and look purely stylish. Meryl Streep was brilliant as the demanding Miranda Priestly and Anne Hathaway was just like in Princess Diaries. All in all, everyone’s performance in this movie was first class!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-1187890982479835669?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/1187890982479835669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=1187890982479835669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/1187890982479835669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/1187890982479835669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/03/vcd-movie-review-devil-wears-prada.html' title='Movie Review: The Devil Wears Prada'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/Rf6V6EUUk_I/AAAAAAAAADw/19k9yz_EBH0/s72-c/The_Devil_Wears_Prada_DVD_cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-6172849544863166854</id><published>2007-03-18T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T22:30:58.251+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Internet'/><title type='text'>Uncyclopedia - Just like Wikipedia but funnier!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh my gosh!!!  You gotta check out this website.  It is simply crazy and hilarious!  I was laughing all the time I was reading the page about Malaysia.  It's mostly true facts and they put them in such a funny way.  If you have an open mind, you'll die laughing over this site.  Check it out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://uncyclopedia.org/wiki/Malaysia"&gt;Malaysia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-6172849544863166854?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/6172849544863166854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=6172849544863166854' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/6172849544863166854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/6172849544863166854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/03/uncyclopedia-just-like-wikipedia-but.html' title='Uncyclopedia - Just like Wikipedia but funnier!'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-1615632225921899554</id><published>2007-03-17T12:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T12:48:32.129+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Internet'/><title type='text'>myLot is slow!  Definitely not a quick way to earn money</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I know it's bad to sit in front of the computer for a long time but I can't help it.  I'm too busy blogging and surfing other sites.  And yeah, the bill's over RM100++.  My mom did not say anything though.  They won't let me work, so what am I supposed to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this myLot website where you can post your own comments and thoughts and get paid for it!  In a super slow way, though.  I made a mistake before and posted only one-liners and short, short sentences.  I only made 1 cent that day.  Haha!  I was so freaking shocked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like, 'WHAT???  No, it can't be.  I've posted so many responses!  I should have gotten more than the stupid 1 cent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But later, I found out that I had to post longer and more descriptive responses.  Man, I think it's pathetic.  I'm just going to post until I get my $10, then I'm so outta there.  I'd rather blog here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're too rich and too free, check out myLot.  Get yourself lost in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-1615632225921899554?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/1615632225921899554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=1615632225921899554' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/1615632225921899554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/1615632225921899554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/03/mylot-is-slow-definitely-not-quick-way.html' title='myLot is slow!  Definitely not a quick way to earn money'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-8049657083999132597</id><published>2007-03-15T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T21:39:02.929+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='STPM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating and relationships'/><title type='text'>What if you and your loved one were separated?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now that the STPM results are out, I have to think what course I want to study and which university to go to.  Well, my dad has made his decision for me.  I have to go to USM.  It's fine with me anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know something is going to happen after my results.  I know something will happen and it will make me hopelessly sad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My guy and I might be studying at different places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it's horribly bad news to me.  Just now, he told me he might be going to Johor or even Perlis!  What places are those???  So damn far away from Penang.  But, he has no choice I guess.  He said he'll try to find the course he wants in Penang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do.  I don't know what to think.  I know I can cry and that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not in the mood now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-8049657083999132597?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/8049657083999132597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=8049657083999132597' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/8049657083999132597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/8049657083999132597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/03/what-if-you-and-your-loved-one-were.html' title='What if you and your loved one were separated?'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-1470943559171059719</id><published>2007-03-13T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T23:26:54.229+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><title type='text'>Babysitter?  Mama?</title><content type='html'>Why are babysitters such hits nowadays?  Why are they taking care of 5 to 6 kids at one time?  Are they planning to run a nursery or kindergarten?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It does not make sense at all.  One babysitter in charge of 5 kids!  That is totally ridiculous.  It’s mad to accept more and more kids when one already has to take care of a few others.  Why do they do it?  Is it because of the money?  Or is it because the parents are desperate for a babysitter and she’s, like, the only left?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, why do people have kids when all they are going to do is throw them at the babysitter’s?  Some even leave their kids at the babysitter’s day and night.  There’s a babysitter in my neighbourhood who has looked after a boy for many years.  I think she took him in when he was a toddler and now he’s almost a teenager.  He even calls her Ma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People now are so crazy after money and all those materialistic ways of life that they fail to give care and attention to their kids.  Instead, they try to shower their kids with plenty of expensive toys and gifts to make up for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids don’t want toys.  They don’t want money either.  All they want is their parents.  They want their parents’ time and attention.  They want to have a strong relationship with their parents.  Unfortunately, they seem closer to their babysitters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some kids are lucky to have good babysitters who treat them well and look after them properly.  However, some unlucky ones are stuck with babysitters from hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s also another babysitter near my house who must be taking care of a few kids and we can hear her screaming at the kids at the top of her lungs frequently.  Then, we’ll hear a kid or two crying pitifully.  Once, she even threw a small boy out the back door and the poor fella was crying away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents: Don’t be fooled.  In front of you, the babysitter might treat your kid like he’s a prince.  When you’re not around, you never know how he’s being treated.  When you ask them anything, they’ll only tell you the good things.  Only the good babysitters will admit their faults.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you send your kid to the babysitter, why not pay a surprise visit?  This way, the babysitter won’t have time to prepare or clean up whatever mess she got herself into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t be too fussy though.  But, don’t be too lenient too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I don’t like the idea of babysitters.  I would prefer to take care of my own kid, if I had one.  This way, I know my kid would be safe and happy.  With his family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-1470943559171059719?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/1470943559171059719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=1470943559171059719' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/1470943559171059719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/1470943559171059719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/03/babysitter-mama.html' title='Babysitter?  Mama?'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-1886536880037363721</id><published>2007-03-12T10:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T10:48:03.357+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='students'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='STPM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Why do I cry when watching Hindi movies?</title><content type='html'>Why do I always cry when watching Hindi movies?  Maybe the story is just touching or maybe it’s the exaggerated background music.  Yeah, I think it’s the music.  What else can it be then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom likes to watch Hindi or Tamil movies now.  She said that they have good stories to tell and good moral values to convey.  Well, I think she kind of like Shah Rukh Khan.  Haha!  Just kidding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there are only 3 days left.  In 3 days time, I’ll know my STPM results.  Oh, how I dread it and yet I can’t wait for it so that I can get it over and done with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which course should I apply for?  Which university should I go?  Should I try for a scholarship even though I know my results would not be that outstanding?  Ah, I don’t know, I don’t know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve kind of made up my mind to go for Mass Communications.  A couple of my friends are doing it now and they said it’s fun.  One is in US and one is in Lim Kok Wing.  Nah, not going to go to either place.  I’m thinking of a public university like UM or USM, which is close to home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I go UM, I’ll be far from my family.  Then, I can only get to see my nephew and nieces once in a while.  I’ll miss my home so much.  I’ll miss my parents.  Most of all, I’ll miss my bed and bolster.  Hmm, what if I brought them along with me?  I meant my bed mattress and bolster.  Okay, the pillow too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, first things first.  First thing to face:  my results.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-1886536880037363721?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/1886536880037363721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=1886536880037363721' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/1886536880037363721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/1886536880037363721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/03/why-do-i-cry-when-watching-hindi-movies.html' title='Why do I cry when watching Hindi movies?'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-1899583863542280553</id><published>2007-03-11T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T00:21:28.897+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Internet'/><title type='text'>How your blog looks like in different browsers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was ecstatic when I thought I could blog normally in Mozilla Firefox's browser.  Haih....I did not know that when I copied and pasted in Blogger in Firefox, HTML tags will appear when my blog is viewed with Internet Explorer.  Luckily, somebody informed me about those weird HTML tags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still don't know what's wrong with my stupid Internet Explorer.  Maybe there's a virus?  But I scanned yesterday already.  Guess I have to scan again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I hate computers so much and yet I can't live without them.  For now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-1899583863542280553?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/1899583863542280553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=1899583863542280553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/1899583863542280553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/1899583863542280553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/03/how-your-blog-looks-like-in-different.html' title='How your blog looks like in different browsers'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-7710529814574679938</id><published>2007-03-10T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T00:10:03.972+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='students'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='STPM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>STPM results out next Thursday!  Run!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;The long-awaited STPM results will be out next week on the 15&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; of March 2007 and it is on a Thursday.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Well, who cares what day it will be released?&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;As long it’s released then it’s all right.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;A few days ago, my friend had been bugging and asking me when I think the results will be announced.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I told him I have no idea but he still asked me to ask my friends.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Haha!&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I guess he must be really, really anxious about his results.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Well, I am too!&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Who wouldn’t be?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;I know for one that my Chemistry is a total goner.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I’ll be happy if I passed the stupid subject.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I mean, I studied Chemistry very hard but it’s a mystery why I can’t answer the questions in my exam.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Actually, even my brainy friends had to guess the answers.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Was it that tough or what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;I’m also sorry for not updating my blog.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I’m sorry for myself too.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Just been busy, that’s all.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;But, I’ll try to update regularly after this.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;By the way, the SPM results will be out on Monday the 12&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; of March and like I mentioned earlier, the STPM results will be out on Thursday, 15&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; of March.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;If you want to check your STPM results next Thursday, you can go to the following website after 11am.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mpm.edu.my/"&gt;http://www.mpm.edu.my/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;You can also key in STPM, followed by space and your identity card number and send it to 39003 via SMS.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-7710529814574679938?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/7710529814574679938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=7710529814574679938' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/7710529814574679938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/7710529814574679938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/03/stpm-results-out-next-thursday-run.html' title='STPM results out next Thursday!  Run!!!'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-5340729665822573159</id><published>2007-03-10T10:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T00:16:18.034+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='general'/><title type='text'>5 Favourite Malaysian Bloggers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What a huge relief!!!  I was not able to blog in Blogger because I think there was some funny problem with my computer.  Every time I tried to post something, the post would not appear, only the title.  I almost gave up hope on my computer when I was suddenly struck with a brilliant idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why not download another browser?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was always using Internet Explorer and so far, there weren't any problems.  Anyway, I downloaded the Mozilla Firefox browser last night and voila!  I can blog again!  Yeah!!!  Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, here's a tag, which I've been tagged by Princess Shin.  I have to list out 5 of my favourite Malaysian bloggers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol style="margin-top: 0in;" start="1" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://chanlilian.net/"&gt;5xMom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; 5xMom or Lilian Chan.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I like to read her blogs because she’s funny and her posts make me laugh at times. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;She is also very generous with her blogging tips and also tips on making money online, etc.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;5xMom is also like a wondermom to me what with blogging frequently and also taking care of her kids.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol style="margin-top: 0in;" start="2" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://pinksterzisme.blogspot.com/"&gt;Pinksterz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; Miss Pinksterz in Egypt studying to become a famous doctor one day.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I read her blog regularly too because she always comes up with something wacky.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Check out her blog if you want a good laugh.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol style="margin-top: 0in;" start="3" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://cherries-and-blossoms.blogspot.com/"&gt;Princess Shin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; She’s also another intelligent gal blogger.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She writes interesting posts and most of them are the latest news in everything from music, movies, fashion, etc.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Well, it seemed like that to me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So, if I want to know what’s happening now in the entertainment scene, I can always check out her blog in case she mentions something that I did not know there.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol style="margin-top: 0in;" start="4" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.earningblog.com/"&gt;Xion&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; Here is a blog where the blogger gives endless tips and websites, which give you the chance to earn some cool dollars.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Xion is extremely generous with money-making tips and he’s also very helpful.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He’s not stingy with his information and is always ready to help other bloggers.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol style="margin-top: 0in;" start="5" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Me&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; Enough said. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Now, I shall tag Pinksterz to do this tag.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I know I’m supposed to tag at least 4 or 5 people but I have no idea who else to pass on the baton.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Well, if you are interested, you can do this tag as well.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Drop me a comment, though, okay?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;=D&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-5340729665822573159?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/5340729665822573159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=5340729665822573159' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/5340729665822573159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/5340729665822573159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/03/5-favourite-malaysian-bloggers_10.html' title='5 Favourite Malaysian Bloggers'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-3873063304023258003</id><published>2007-02-27T12:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T13:01:16.445+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='general'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Internet'/><title type='text'>Just another Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My neck is aching from lack of movement.  Haha!  I've been staring at the computer screen since 10.30am and it's almost 1pm now.  But before I go, I might as well write something down here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well, my mom had forcefully told me to limit my Internet time to only 3 hours a day.  3 hours???  What can I do in only 3 hours on the computer?  Hah!  But, that's how my life is.  Since I was online almost 24 hours a day, I guess my mom could not stand me being almost lifeless, sitting in front of the computer and tapping away on the keyboard in an almost robotic manner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;She asked me if I had anything else to do besides going online.  Um, yeah.  I read books, wash the clothes, and clean the dishes too.  Of course I have other things to do.  Haha!  I just like to be online because I can get really lost in this world of unlimited information, blogs, websites, and so on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I am also quite sick of websites and blogs that are trying to help people make money online.  They are about the same - same tips, same recommended websites, same broken English...  Okay, I do admit that some of their tips are fabulous and wonderful and....I can't follow all of them actually.  I'm not a patient person and I don't stick to one thing for long.  Sad, huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, I better get my butt off now.  Oh, I have two new movies to watch.  Babel and My Super Ex-Girlfriend.  I've wanted to watch Super Ex-Girlfriend for a long time already and finally, I have the movie!  Yeah, gotta go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-3873063304023258003?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/3873063304023258003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=3873063304023258003' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/3873063304023258003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/3873063304023258003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/02/just-another-tuesday.html' title='Just another Tuesday'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-8946510449207876322</id><published>2007-02-26T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T22:04:12.977+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='general'/><title type='text'>Stupid cops!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Today was supposed to be a great day for a satisfactory shopping trip at Queensbay Mall. Everything was quite well before we reached there. Well, not everything. My guy's dad used his bike to go to work and so he's stuck with his dad's bike. And there are none of those 'P' plates hung at the front and back of the bike. Not like I've noticed it anyway. I just wanted to get to the mall. Plus, when I was on his dad's bike, my left foot was vibrating away on the bike pedal or whatever where you put your legs on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well, finally we reached the parking lot for motorcycles. My dear guy did not bother to follow the sign and used a shortcut instead. Well, both of us missed out 2 'chilaka' cops talking/'samaning' 2 other girls who probably went in the same way we did. My guy saw them too late and tried to ride away quickly but the Indian cop saw us and called out to us to stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The cops were quite arrogant too, like most cops are. As if we were totally dependent on them. One of them even asked my guy to open up the bike seat so he can look what's inside it. What did he expect to find? Drugs? Weapons? Ugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sure enough, my guy was slapped with a fine of RM300 for not hanging up the stupid 'P' signs and for coming in the wrong way. I mean, it's not his fault that his dad decided to take off with his bike. Haih! What luck! RM300 thrown away because of those stupid cops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Okay, okay, I know that it's partly our fault.  Not partly.  Mostly.  Well, my guy's fault.  Hehe...I'm so cruel.  I wanted to go to Q Mall and he wanted to take me there to make me happy.  And because of it, he had to lose some money.  Ah, I feel so guilty too. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-8946510449207876322?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/8946510449207876322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=8946510449207876322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/8946510449207876322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/8946510449207876322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/02/stupid-cops.html' title='Stupid cops!'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-4164381633890896382</id><published>2007-02-24T10:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T11:17:26.657+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='general'/><title type='text'>I don't wanna throw things away.  Especially things I'm attached to.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I was clearing my desk the other day because it's simply cluttered with bits of papers, junk and whatnot.  I took them out and wanted to sort out the ones I can keep and which ones I can chuck.  Well, old prepaid cards were definitely the first to go into the bin and all those store receipts too.  I still don't understand why I haven't got rid of them away earlier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then, there were my old test papers, exercise books, and all those school stuff.  Oh, I haven't the heart to just throw them away.  Even though they gave me lots of headaches in my school years, I still don't want to part with them.  Haha!  Do you sometimes feel the same?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;No wonder my junk keeps piling up!  Everything seemed quite sentimental to me.  I still keep birthday and Christmas cards from 1996.  Well, I have a big excuse to keep though.  They do bring lots of nice, childish memories.  I might keep them till the day I die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My mom and sis keep telling me to clean, sweep, and mop my room.  And those books!  I should keep wiping them and check them for silverfish.  My mom said I might have breathing difficulties since I was breathing in all those dust!  And I'm quite allergic to dust.  How ironic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Actually, the 'junk' are actually books.  There are many books in my room and they're collecting dust.  No, I won't throw or sell those Enid Blytons away nor my Sweet Valley Junior High books.  Oh yeah, I know you are probably smirking now.  Wipe that smirk off your face!  I admit I like Sweet Valley books, okay?  Haha!  The SVJH ones do make me laugh and I am amused by Jessica's crazy antics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well, at least I know what not to throw.  And the others:  Off to the bin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-4164381633890896382?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/4164381633890896382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=4164381633890896382' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/4164381633890896382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/4164381633890896382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-dont-wanna-throw-things-away.html' title='I don&apos;t wanna throw things away.  Especially things I&apos;m attached to.'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-531547294103822155</id><published>2007-02-21T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T20:24:37.889+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='general'/><title type='text'>Budget camera RM499???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Last night, my friend invited me to go bowling today with her. We haven't met for a long time and I was quite excited to hang out with her again. I hadn't bowled for a while too and I wanted to refresh my skills. =) I'm a bad bowler nor am I very good either. Occasionally, I manage to get a strike or a spare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well, when we reached the bowling alley, I saw that it was almost full and the lanes were mostly occupied. Today is a Wednesday and I remembered that I came on a Wednesday before and the bowling alley was full. Many students were there, clad in their club T-shirts. My friend inquired the guy at the counter and he said that the lanes will only be available at 2 pm. It was around 12 pm that time. So we ditched out bowling plan and went loitering around the mall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My friend wanted to look at mobile phones so we went to the various kiosks there. I noticed that the same kind of phone was sold at different prices at different shops. It was a Nokia 6070, if I'm not mistaken. It's a camera phone and it caught my attention. One shop sold it at RM465,another one sold it at RM420 while one more offered it at RM410! What's all this???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/Rdw42jnfFUI/AAAAAAAAADg/_E9nTzqWw2w/s1600-h/nokia-6070.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033960993418319170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/Rdw42jnfFUI/AAAAAAAAADg/_E9nTzqWw2w/s320/nokia-6070.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then, I also checked out the digital cameras. Yesterday, in InTech of The Star, there was an article about Canon's Powershot A460 budget camera. I was wondering what the price would be and since it mentioned that it was after all, a budget camera, I assumed the price would not be that high. I saw it at a shop and enquired the price. It was a whopping RM499 if it's from Japan. The salesman said I could buy it at RM439 if it's from China.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/Rdw2mTnfFTI/AAAAAAAAADY/8wTgbKOU9Zs/s1600-h/a460.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033958515222189362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/Rdw2mTnfFTI/AAAAAAAAADY/8wTgbKOU9Zs/s320/a460.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm not planning to purchase anything yet. I'm just looking around checking out the prices.  Hmm, I've searched for the prices on the Internet but they did not display the prices.  Guess they didn't want to shock people.  All in all, when I've got the cash, I'll consider getting it and then I can snap away!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-531547294103822155?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/531547294103822155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=531547294103822155' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/531547294103822155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/531547294103822155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/02/budget-camera-rm499.html' title='Budget camera RM499???'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GFFBL5UiDkI/Rdw42jnfFUI/AAAAAAAAADg/_E9nTzqWw2w/s72-c/nokia-6070.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-460401237038779583</id><published>2007-02-18T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T23:50:45.343+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><title type='text'>Is beer better than a woman?  What do you think?</title><content type='html'>I saw this somewhere and I do not know the source of this list.  Yeah, if any guy ever told me that beer is better than a lady, sorry man!  I'm proud of being a woman.  Ahem, young woman then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You can enjoy a BEER all month.&lt;br /&gt;2. BEER stains wash out.&lt;br /&gt;3. You don't have to wine and dine a BEER.&lt;br /&gt;4. Your BEER will always wait patiently for you in the car.&lt;br /&gt;5. When BEER goes flat you toss it out.&lt;br /&gt;6. BEER is never late.&lt;br /&gt;7. HANGOVERS go away.&lt;br /&gt;8. A BEER doesn't get jealous when you grab another BEER.&lt;br /&gt;9. BEER labels come off without a fight.&lt;br /&gt;10. When you go to a bar, you know you can always pick up a BEER.&lt;br /&gt;11. BEER never has a headache.&lt;br /&gt;12. After you have a BEER, the bottle is still worth a dime.&lt;br /&gt;13. A BEER won't get upset if you come home with BEER on your breath.&lt;br /&gt;14. If you pour a BEER right, you will always get good head.&lt;br /&gt;15. You can have more than one BEER a night and not feel guilty.&lt;br /&gt;16. A BEER ALWAYS goes down easy.&lt;br /&gt;17. You can share a BEER with your friends.&lt;br /&gt;18. You always know that you are the first one to pop a BEER.&lt;br /&gt;19. A BEER is always wet.&lt;br /&gt;20. BEER doesn't demand equality.&lt;br /&gt;21. A BEER doesn't care when you come.&lt;br /&gt;22. You can have a BEER in public.&lt;br /&gt;23. A frigid BEER is a good BEER.&lt;br /&gt;24. You don't have to wash a BEER before it tastes good.&lt;br /&gt;25. BEER always comes in multiples of six.&lt;br /&gt;26. BEER doesn't mind being in the "wet spot" that IT left.&lt;br /&gt;27. You can't catch anything but a "buzz" from a BEER.&lt;br /&gt;28. After you have a BEER, you're committed to nothing other than dumping the empty bottle.&lt;br /&gt;29. A BEER never costs you more than five dollars and never leaves you thirsty.&lt;br /&gt;30. When your BEER is gone, you just pop another.&lt;br /&gt;31. You rarely (if ever) find BEER labels on the shower curtain rod.&lt;br /&gt;32. BEER looks the same in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;33. BEER doesn't look you up in a month.&lt;br /&gt;34. BEER doesn't worry about someone walking in.&lt;br /&gt;35. BEER doesn't worry about waking the kids.&lt;br /&gt;36. BEER doesn't get cramps.&lt;br /&gt;37. BEER doesn't have a mother.&lt;br /&gt;38. BEER doesn't have morals.&lt;br /&gt;39. BEER doesn't go crazy once a month!&lt;br /&gt;40. BEER always listens and never argues.&lt;br /&gt;41. BEER labels don't go out of style every year.&lt;br /&gt;42. BEER doesn't whine, it bubbles.&lt;br /&gt;43. BEER doesn't have cold hands/feet.&lt;br /&gt;44. BEER doesn't demand legality.&lt;br /&gt;45. BEER is never overweight.&lt;br /&gt;46. If you change BEERs, you don't have to pay alimony.&lt;br /&gt;47. BEER won't run off with your credit cards.&lt;br /&gt;48. BEER doesn't have a lawyer.&lt;br /&gt;49. BEER doesn't need much closet space.&lt;br /&gt;50. BEER can't give your herpes or other nasty things.&lt;br /&gt;51. BEER doesn't complain about the way you drive.&lt;br /&gt;52. BEER doesn't mind if you fart or belch.&lt;br /&gt;53. BEER never changes its mind.&lt;br /&gt;54. BEER doesn't tease you or play hard to get.&lt;br /&gt;55. BEER never asks you to change the station.&lt;br /&gt;56. BEER doesn't make you go shopping.&lt;br /&gt;57. BEER doesn't tell you to mow the grass.&lt;br /&gt;58. BEER doesn't mind seeing Chuck Norris and Charles Bronson flicks.&lt;br /&gt;59. BEER is always easy to pick up.&lt;br /&gt;60. Big, fat BEERs are nice to have.&lt;br /&gt;61. BEER doesn't pout or play games.&lt;br /&gt;62. BEER NEVER says no.&lt;br /&gt;63. BEER is easy to get into.&lt;br /&gt;64. BEER never complains when you take it somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;65. BEER doesn't need to go to the 'powder room' with other BEERs.&lt;br /&gt;66. BEER doesn't wear a bra.&lt;br /&gt;67. BEER doesn't mind getting dirty.&lt;br /&gt;68. BEER doesn't complain about insensitivity.&lt;br /&gt;69. BEER doesn't use up your toilet paper.&lt;br /&gt;70. BEER doesn't live with its mother.&lt;br /&gt;71. BEER doesn't blow you off.&lt;br /&gt;72. BEER doesn't care if you have no culture or manners.&lt;br /&gt;73. BEER doesn't bitch, yell, or cry.&lt;br /&gt;74. BEER doesn't mind football season.&lt;br /&gt;75. A BEER won't make you go to church.&lt;br /&gt;76. A BEER is more likely to know how to spell "carburetor" than a woman.&lt;br /&gt;77. A BEER doesn't think baseball is stupid simply because the guys spit.&lt;br /&gt;78. A BEER doesn't think DOS is pronounced "dose".&lt;br /&gt;79. A BEER doesn't give a f#$% if you keep a bunch of other BEERS around.&lt;br /&gt;80. A BEER will no! t insist that those odious Michelin commercials wit babies are "cute".&lt;br /&gt;81. If a BEER leaks all over the room, it smells kinda good for a while.&lt;br /&gt;82. A BEER will not call you a sexist pig if you say "doberman" instead of "doberperson".&lt;br /&gt;83. A BEER won't get a job as a DJ and play 5 straight hours of lesbian folk music on your favorite radio station.&lt;br /&gt;84. A BEER won't claim that the Three Stooges are shitheads.&lt;br /&gt;85. A BEER won't raise a fuss about a little thing like leaving the toilet seat up.&lt;br /&gt;86. If you mention a "three-hundred-fifty cubic-inch V8" around a BEER, it won't think you're talking about an enormous can of vegetable juice.&lt;br /&gt;87. A BEER won't whine that seatbelts hurt.&lt;br /&gt;88. A BEER won't smoke in your car.&lt;br /&gt;89. A BEER won't argue that there's no difference between shooting down an unidentified aircraft in a war zone and blowing a Korean airliner out of the sky.&lt;br /&gt;90. A BEER will never buy a car with automatic transmission.&lt;br /&gt;91. A BEER will actually *support* belching and farting and share your enthusiasm for getting them included as demonstration sports in the 1992 Olympic Games in Barcelona.&lt;br /&gt;92. A BEER is always ready to leave on time.&lt;br /&gt;93. A BEER never fishes for compliments.&lt;br /&gt;94. Some BEERs (e.g. St. Pauli Girl) have fabulous tits.&lt;br /&gt;95. BEER tastes *good*.&lt;br /&gt;96. If you take a BEER outta the fridge just to look at it but then decide to drink it, the BEER won't accuse you of "date rape".&lt;br /&gt;97. A BEER won't raise any objections to an evening of watching "John Holmes' Greatest Hits" on your VCR.&lt;br /&gt;98. An ice-cold BEER will nonetheless let you have your way with it.&lt;br /&gt;99. A BEER won't make you pick up some tampons when you go to the grocery store.&lt;br /&gt;100. A BEER won't accuse you of lying when you say you read Penthouse "just for the articles". (You *are* lying, but the BEER won't accuse you of it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~Source unknown~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-460401237038779583?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/460401237038779583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=460401237038779583' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/460401237038779583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/460401237038779583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/02/is-beer-better-than-woman-what-do-you.html' title='Is beer better than a woman?  What do you think?'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-3072636781310133120</id><published>2007-02-18T12:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T12:27:13.326+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='general'/><title type='text'>Gong Xi Fa Cai everybody!</title><content type='html'>To everybody out there, I'd like to wish all of you a very Happy and Successful Chinese New Year!  I hope you receive lots of ang pows and may you give away lots of ang pows too!  Haha!  It's okay because it's Chinese New Year.  What goes around comes around right?  Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having an ulcer now.  Ouch!  Too much of those pineapple cookies and love letters!  I have lots of mandarin oranges at home too.  Ooooh, gonna enjoy myself eating them everyday!  I love mandarin oranges and I only get to eat loads of them on Chinese New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, don't want to bore you anymore.  Go get your ang pows!  No, not from me, I'm not married.  =)  Find the married ones.  Haha!  Have fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-3072636781310133120?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/3072636781310133120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=3072636781310133120' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/3072636781310133120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/3072636781310133120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/02/gong-xi-fa-cai-everybody.html' title='Gong Xi Fa Cai everybody!'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-172613511288695258</id><published>2007-02-17T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T19:51:10.577+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='languages'/><title type='text'>I should learn French!  Love the idea!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#B6B6C2;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Learn French&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#D7D6DE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatlanguageshouldyoulearnquiz/french.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;C'est super! &lt;br /&gt;You appreciate the finer things in life... wine, art, cheese, love affairs.&lt;br /&gt;You are definitely a Parisian at heart. &lt;br /&gt;You just need your tongue to catch up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatlanguageshouldyoulearnquiz/"&gt;What Language Should You Learn?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420116675556416330-172613511288695258?l=ourchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/172613511288695258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420116675556416330&amp;postID=172613511288695258' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/172613511288695258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420116675556416330/posts/default/172613511288695258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-should-learn-french-love-idea.html' title='I should learn French!  Love the idea!'/><author><name>Miss Positive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04149564721269691309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420116675556416330.post-2634320645763500828</id><published>2007-02-14T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T11:50:02.304+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><title type='text'>9 Ways on How NOT to annoy your next-door neightbour!</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;DO NOT play loud, blaring, hard rock music in the middle of the night and also in the afternoon. This is the time when people and babies need to sleep. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When conversing with friends or family members outside your house, please do not talk so loud. It’s difficult to read a book or to watch TV with all that loud voices rumbling on.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make sure your kids don’t pee in the drains. The smell stinks!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When your visitors drop by your house, please let them park in front of YOUR house and not blocking other people’s houses. Your neighbours need to get their cars out or in too. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Please ensure your garden is clean and tidy. We do not want to be suspicious of snakes or anything else hiding in those tall grasses!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Please be neighbourly. If an unknown person comes to steal your dear neighbour’s shoes, at least call for help or scare the robber away and not just run into your home and shut the door. I know robbers these days are fierce and vicious but don’t be such a chicken! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don’t walk around naked or stare into the mirror 100 times a day. It annoys the neighbour behind your house. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you want to get a dog, make sure it’s not a noisy one. We certainly don’t want dogs that bark at everybody! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Just stop being annoying. 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