<?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-11683885</id><updated>2011-12-01T09:16:43.807+08:00</updated><category term='Popeyes Food Review'/><category term='complains'/><category term='Vacation Oct 2010'/><category term='Sony Music Malaysia - contest'/><category term='nuffnang'/><category term='Effing random'/><category term='vacation 2011'/><category term='random'/><title type='text'>Clair's Closet - No Skeletons, Just Junk</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>860</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-4664803892755561781</id><published>2011-10-20T21:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T22:54:24.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Excuse Me, Jealous Beeetch Coming Through</title><content type='html'>I am jealous of other people living my dream and they know that it's my dream they're living. Not that my dream is fully owned by me. Other people are allowed to have the same dreams as I do but it just hurts so much! Especially when the "other people" are those who are close to me and because of my jealousy, it tears us apart. That hurts even more. The best part is, other people just get the opportunity handed to them or just by chance to live my dream and voila, they're living it. For me, I have to chase it with a club and still not get a hold of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it so unfair? What did I do to not deserve to live my dream but watch others flaunt it right at my face instead? Is it because I deserve something better? or is it because I am too weak to know if that's what i really want. I dunno. I just think it sucks that I have to sit at the sidelines, watch everything pass me by and think to myself 'That should be me'. Well, if something way better is coming way, I am still waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am filled with envy.&lt;br /&gt;There is so much jealousy in me that it's making my heart so bitter and I  am not sure how long more will this jealousy stay by my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: please pardon my unseasonable-ness&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-4664803892755561781?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/4664803892755561781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=4664803892755561781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/4664803892755561781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/4664803892755561781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/10/excuse-me-jeaous-beeetch-coming-through.html' title='Excuse Me, Jealous Beeetch Coming Through'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-2490391178835707418</id><published>2011-10-04T23:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T23:58:25.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Speechless</title><content type='html'>I have nothing to blog about which explains the long blogging disappearance. next time maybe :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-2490391178835707418?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/2490391178835707418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=2490391178835707418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/2490391178835707418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/2490391178835707418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/10/speechless.html' title='Speechless'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-7439610471512303170</id><published>2011-09-20T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T21:41:00.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Post #8</title><content type='html'>My first ever perfume purchased by none other than, me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=photoforaug007.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/photoforaug007.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been dreaming to get the Baby scent from the Harajuku range and after buying this, I realised its the wrong one. Crap. Oh well, next round then. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing about buying a perfume on your own is that you wont wanna use so much because its sooo precious. Or is it just only me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-7439610471512303170?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/7439610471512303170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=7439610471512303170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/7439610471512303170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/7439610471512303170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/09/photo-post-8.html' title='Photo Post #8'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-5281405505630557612</id><published>2011-09-19T21:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T21:38:50.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Random Thoughts</title><content type='html'>- Whenever I watch the red carpet coverage on E, I always always always imagine myself being interviewed and having my major celeb crush as my arm candy. Ah...a girl can only dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Just saw this new TV ad for Maxis. The ad is pretty sweet and impressive. The message of the ad is something along the lines of they will put their customers first and what not. Well, I disagree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Still not loving Giuliana Rancic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I wanna do something to my hair. Make it permanently neater or something. We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Can't wait for Glee to premier this week!! Season 3, y'all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I will be heading to Port Dickson this weekend for my first ever company trip. Pretty excited and also terrified. I do not work well with obstacle course! LOL. Hope I wont be laughed at tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The little tooth located waaay at the back of my teeth track (???) is giving me problems for the past two days. Seriously irritating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I am sooo not like who I was a year ago. I have transformed quite a bit. more in this sooon. LOL, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I think JerryMyPug loves me more than anyone else. I can just feel it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I bought the scented sand thing for hamsters coz I thought maybe Cleo could use a bath every week but its useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I got :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-5281405505630557612?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/5281405505630557612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=5281405505630557612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/5281405505630557612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/5281405505630557612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/09/more-random-thoughts.html' title='More Random Thoughts'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-4077010766573808150</id><published>2011-09-12T21:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T21:49:27.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hair Stuff</title><content type='html'>My colleague is soooo into arts and crafts and she's been making hair clips of late. Looking at her creations make me so jealous because I wish I could do something like that too! When she brought her goodies to work one day, I just fell in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rose hair clip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=blog2-3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/blog2-3.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice cream and cup cake hair clips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=blog1-4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/blog1-4.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many more double hair clips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=blog3-3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/blog3-3.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't they adorbz?? LOL. She makes these to sell and is currently taking orders. I bought myself the ice cream, cupcake and one pair of double hair clips. Teeeheee! Too cute to resist :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you fancy these kinda accessories, check it all out at http://craft-fabric-addict.blogspot.com/ and place your order :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-4077010766573808150?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/4077010766573808150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=4077010766573808150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/4077010766573808150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/4077010766573808150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/09/hair-stuff.html' title='The Hair Stuff'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-6182060060709662440</id><published>2011-09-06T22:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T22:24:48.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Post # 7</title><content type='html'>Had photo op with two of my favourite people during last week's holiday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making a silly face with Ethanwhen he stayed over with us last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=photosat023.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/photosat023.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Testing out my new iPhone by taking a pic of ourselves...on our own, during lunch last Thursday :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=photothurss018.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/photothurss018.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-6182060060709662440?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/6182060060709662440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=6182060060709662440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/6182060060709662440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/6182060060709662440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/09/photo-post-7.html' title='Photo Post # 7'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-7839166757724752896</id><published>2011-08-31T22:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T22:47:32.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Post # 6</title><content type='html'>The other day, my colleague was cutting some stuff on her desk and was really concentrating on her work until....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=phototues014.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/phototues014.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. She snipped off her earphones. And proudly showed it to me. Our office is a very quiet environment so we both had to laugh hysterically...silently. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-7839166757724752896?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/7839166757724752896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=7839166757724752896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/7839166757724752896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/7839166757724752896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/08/photo-post-6.html' title='Photo Post # 6'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-3526862361399918295</id><published>2011-08-24T21:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T23:06:16.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Westlife Story :)</title><content type='html'>Westlife is coming for a concert in October and you guessed it right, I will be there!!!! I'm not feeling it just yet but when the time comes, I will probably feel high...we'll see. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been a fan of Westlife ever since I was 12 years old (I am 24 now, damn). I attended their first showcase and their fist big concert here but not the others. Being a fan of theirs brought me so much tears and joy. The joys were being able to see them perform twice, watch them on tv, buy their CDs and buy many many British magazines with their faces on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tears, however, were caused by not getting to see them the other times when they came to Malaysia, not getting to buy their big autobiography book (which I got in the end, thanks to my Pa), and other times I can't remember. LOL. I used to get annoyed when I hear people complain that they only do covers of songs. Well, its true but its not like its their choice anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the songs that made an impact on me would be If I Let You Go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/AIykBofov9U" allowfullscreen="" width="400" frameborder="0" height="340"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved this song so much and I dont really know why. I remember how I used to stay up till past 12am listening to this radio station called Radio 4 because they had this programme called Midnight Magic where they played songs I loved from all boybands/girlbands of that era. I would lie on my bed listening to my walkman and patiently wait for If I Let You Go to come on. When it finally did, my heart would beat so fast and I would snuggle under my blanket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno why only this song made me feel this way. You see, last time had no such thing as download songs (there was but I didn't know how to) and the song will be out before the album comes out so gotta wait until midnight to listen to it. Those days were simpler. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, bottom line is I love this song and cant wait to finally watch Westlife in concert!!! The last time I saw them perform was 10 years ago and had major extreme love sick problems after that. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-3526862361399918295?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/3526862361399918295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=3526862361399918295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/3526862361399918295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/3526862361399918295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-westlife-story.html' title='My Westlife Story :)'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/AIykBofov9U/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-8707711804720718391</id><published>2011-08-22T23:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T23:38:54.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give A Little by The Hansons</title><content type='html'>This is my feel good song :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/56VPiS8dPDE" allowfullscreen="" width="450" frameborder="0" height="340"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching the video made me feel even more happy clappy because the people dancing were so funny. LOL. Nice song, give it a listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Zac hanson, you look hot!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-8707711804720718391?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/8707711804720718391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=8707711804720718391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/8707711804720718391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/8707711804720718391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/08/give-little-by-hansons.html' title='Give A Little by The Hansons'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/56VPiS8dPDE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-5373530985040385409</id><published>2011-08-21T15:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T19:25:51.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Been A Month...</title><content type='html'>Sooo....what's new?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A month has passed since I started my new job at this current company I'm working in. This is my second full time job ever since I graduated, just in case you're wondering why do i change jobs so often. Well, here's a recap. I started my first full time job last August, resigned and started work at this other place thinking I could get a head start as a writer but they happily conned me and indirectly asked me to leave after 2 weeks. After that, I worked part time at another company in hopes of getting a permanent job there but it didn't work out because I had a job offer, which is the current one so tadaaa. My life story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, i am working as a copywriter. So far, its pretty interesting and fun. Fun because I like to write and I like coming up with ideas and try hard being creative. What's more fun is when my ideas and whatever I wrote is approved. Yea, I like that feeling. The sooo not fun part of it all is the rejection and and criticism given. I get that it will help me improve and I accept that but it can hurt especially when I've put so much effort into a writing piece and think its perfect but to others, its not so that's pretty tough. Its also not fun being tired to come up with more ideas. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But overall, everything is going okay. I am still learning how to improve myself more and trying to be tough with whatever that comes my way. I really hope that this will be long term and I hope that I do well in this job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, life is so not as easy as it used to be for me....like 5 years ago. LoL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to update more often :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-5373530985040385409?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/5373530985040385409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=5373530985040385409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/5373530985040385409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/5373530985040385409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/08/its-been-month.html' title='Its Been A Month...'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-1448806688315150263</id><published>2011-08-18T22:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T22:54:45.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>B to the I to the G B to the A N G</title><content type='html'>Received this little baby last Saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=photoforaug013.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/photoforaug013.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big Bang's Big Show Concert 2011.&lt;br /&gt;Every year, ever since I became a fan, I've been buying their concert DVD for myself and since its released near July, I get it for myself as a birthday gift. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So syiok sendiri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-1448806688315150263?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/1448806688315150263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=1448806688315150263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/1448806688315150263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/1448806688315150263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/08/b-to-i-to-g-b-to-a-n-g.html' title='B to the I to the G B to the A N G'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-2759543305325021203</id><published>2011-08-14T16:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T16:14:36.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Post # 5</title><content type='html'>Dinner and catch up session with Rene and Carmen on 5th August 2011 at the Curve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=6-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/6-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consisted of food, talk/discussion, and laughter :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-2759543305325021203?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/2759543305325021203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=2759543305325021203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/2759543305325021203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/2759543305325021203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/08/photo-post-5.html' title='Photo Post # 5'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-657115633362080930</id><published>2011-08-10T21:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T21:47:21.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Post # 4</title><content type='html'>Night view at Clarke Quay, Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo0683.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/Photo0683.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During our trip to Singapore, wanted to check out Clarke Quay and see what its about. We reached the place, saw so many people sitting by the steps over looking the river and some buildings so we decided to do the same. Once we sat, our legs couldnt move anymore. Leg coma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the place was beautiful. The music blaring out from various pubs kept us entertained. It was fun just sitting and relaxing. Next time I go there, I must at least get into one pub :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-657115633362080930?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/657115633362080930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=657115633362080930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/657115633362080930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/657115633362080930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/08/photo-post-4.html' title='Photo Post # 4'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-2944367473600051791</id><published>2011-08-07T19:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T19:05:57.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My. blog. is. not. dead! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to prove it, here's what's been on replay in my ipod :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/CPEBN2dVNUY" allowfullscreen="" width="450" frameborder="0" height="340"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singing along to this song is even more fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-2944367473600051791?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/2944367473600051791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=2944367473600051791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/2944367473600051791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/2944367473600051791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/08/my.html' title=''/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/CPEBN2dVNUY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-2535540357137608314</id><published>2011-08-01T21:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T22:13:20.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello 24!</title><content type='html'>So I've turned 24 yesterday. Don't feel any different but just weird. I don't feel 24. I actually feel like a kid. It will sink in someday. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't do anything special on my birthday. The night before, went for some karaoke session with the girls. After that, headed for some drinks with Caryn's bf because they had another birthday celebrant there as well. Everyone was drinking crazy, except me. LOL. It ended pretty late and let's just say, I ended up driving those those drunkies home. From being driven to being a driver. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=bdayphoto.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/bdayphoto.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Caryn, Fannie and Christine :)&lt;br /&gt;Missing in action is Little Miss SynVy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, my parents took me out for dinner to TGIF. Totally forgot about the birthday singing thing the staff usually do that can be quite embarrassing. So, they did sing but I made sure they didn't embarrass me. I remember being so in denial about my birthday when they came over with the dessert and all. Creepy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's about it. I dont get excited about birthdays anymore. It doesn't excite me like how it used to so that's why I am not feeling it. LOL. Maybe one day when I feel like writing, i will talk more about me being here at the age of 24. Heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I am registered voter! Pretty big step in conjunction with turning 24. hoho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-2535540357137608314?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/2535540357137608314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=2535540357137608314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/2535540357137608314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/2535540357137608314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/08/hello-24.html' title='Hello 24!'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-2285256925098571124</id><published>2011-07-26T22:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T22:34:56.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song Of The Momento</title><content type='html'>Got back from Singapore on Sunday evening and we had so much fun!! More deets soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, so in love with this song. It was sudden and yes, my reaction is too slow when it comes to songs. LOL. Check out LP's Iridescent, the song from the latest Transformers movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="400" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/xLYiIBCN9ec" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I hear this song, I get nostalgic just thinking of previous colleagues I've gotten kinda close to Oh well, gotta move on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-2285256925098571124?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/2285256925098571124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=2285256925098571124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/2285256925098571124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/2285256925098571124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/07/song-of-momento.html' title='Song Of The Momento'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/xLYiIBCN9ec/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-8848336876867407094</id><published>2011-07-21T23:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T23:38:45.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving On An Airplane!</title><content type='html'>We be flying off to over the sea tomorrow morning!! We as in me and uni friends and over the sea as in...just Singapore. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=airplane1rgb.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/airplane1rgb.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty excited since this is our first time traveling together...all 4 of us. Cant wait!! I'm just nervous about some stuff. Sigh...my paranoia better go hide somewhere else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo credits to abcteach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-8848336876867407094?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/8848336876867407094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=8848336876867407094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/8848336876867407094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/8848336876867407094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/07/leaving-on-airplane.html' title='Leaving On An Airplane!'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-4471098288149790511</id><published>2011-07-19T21:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T22:04:00.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Post #3</title><content type='html'>Birthday dinner for Syn at La Bodega on 10th July 2011 with Caryn, Fannie, Christine and Syn's bf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=265115_10150306728045380_570060379_9793413_7316646_n.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/265115_10150306728045380_570060379_9793413_7316646_n.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food was nice but portion was too small for that kinda price tag. Saddening!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-4471098288149790511?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/4471098288149790511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=4471098288149790511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/4471098288149790511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/4471098288149790511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/07/photo-post-3.html' title='Photo Post #3'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-694916270847153264</id><published>2011-07-18T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T21:29:00.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Post #2</title><content type='html'>Spent over RM90 for these books and still haven't started reading them. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo0656.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/Photo0656.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo0655.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/Photo0655.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's because I haven't finished reading the one I am currently reading. Gotta get started yo!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-694916270847153264?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/694916270847153264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=694916270847153264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/694916270847153264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/694916270847153264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/07/photo-post-2.html' title='Photo Post #2'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-7051325876044030267</id><published>2011-07-17T17:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T17:29:14.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Post #1</title><content type='html'>Kinda missing my former workplace messy table. Looking at this reminds me of how messed up my mind was too, hence the messy table.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo0654.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/Photo0654.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-7051325876044030267?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/7051325876044030267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=7051325876044030267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/7051325876044030267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/7051325876044030267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/07/photo-post-1.html' title='Photo Post #1'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-8072776468952200680</id><published>2011-07-14T22:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T23:05:48.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bite Sized Updates</title><content type='html'>- Tomorrow will be last day working as a part timer and next week I will move into something that's full time and somewhere else. Yes, been working part time for the past three months to figure out what's right for me. I really pray and pray and pray that this is THE one and it will make me stay for the long run. PLEASE!!!!! sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Big bang will be in Singapore this weekend and I wont. I'll be there the following weekend. Double sigh but its okay. I got Universal Studios tickets to make up for it. Teehee. Can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I dont read as much Perez as I used too :(&lt;br /&gt;I find it too tiring to catch up with but I need to lah. That sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I attended an interview yesterday, just out of formalities since I already made the appointment with them. When I stepped into the place, I fell in love but the love faded away after  they made me wait for almost an hour for the interview to start and never apologised. They looked like they forgot about me or something. Stupid people. Was pretty surprised at the behaviour considering how well known the company is. Tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Currently craving for french toast with jam and also feel like vomitting at the same time. Sickz!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The end since the urge to puke is getting stronger. fml.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-8072776468952200680?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/8072776468952200680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=8072776468952200680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/8072776468952200680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/8072776468952200680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/07/bite-sized-updates.html' title='Bite Sized Updates'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-3488598487536321759</id><published>2011-07-09T22:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T23:21:23.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Useless Complain</title><content type='html'>I have now become one of those who dont blog often because of the shift of attention to Twitter. I used to write down all of my complains in a 'grandmother story' length stories in this blog but since twitter invaded my life and also became so convenient to access through my lovely mobile phone, every complain and stories are posted there but a summarized version lah coz only can type in 140 words. LOL. And its faster for me to complain about all the shiz around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I started working, I have protected my tweets so that I can bitch more freely so...yeah. Anyway, let me start afresh and start complaining here more often, aite? But I know my boundaries so I'm good. Let's see...what should i blab about?? Oh...yep...a dumbo I encountered some time during the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day after work, I stopped by at the shops somewhere near my house to go to the bank and buy necessary stuff. I parked, ran my errands and came back to my car with another car double parked behind mine. Usually when sane and considerate people do this, they will be somewhere near their car so that in case the person they are blocking wants to come out, they are there to move away. Anyway, this dumb lady who double parked at my spot, was no where near her frikkin car!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got into mine, and honked politely the first time. No one came out. I honked the second time....double honk some more, and still no one came out. This was when I got so impatient and honked rudely but also no one came out. wtf!! I then decided to turn my car lights on to show people that I want to drive out and I tried to sit and wait patiently until this person came to move her big ass car. After a few seconds of patience, I honked some more but still no one came. Then it was official, I was super pissed at the whole situation. Besides, I was starving so the anger was triple the usual amount. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After what felt like eternity, I honked again and finally this woman came out from a bank in front of my car and slowly walked back to her car and gave some kinda look. It wasn't an apologetic one but maybe more like 'whatevs...' accompanied by a stone-ish/high kinda facial expression. wtf!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the reason why she never appeared when i honked a million times was because she was indeed no where near her car!! Come on lah, if you want to double park, park nearest to the place you're going to so that you know what's going on. Then, the best part is...I noticed her walking past my car after coming out from some shop located further away and going into the bank in front of my car. Dont tell me she didnt see my car lights turned on so brightly and notice that I wanna frikkin get out of that place!!! Ignorant bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she finally moved her big car, I got out...drove past her and honked another two times to show how frustrated i was. Seriously, why do people do that? Do they not know how to be considerate or they just cant hear any car honk?? If this woman apologized, I dont think i would be thaaat annoyed but she didnt so the anger went up some more. *shakes head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is why I dont like to double park because I hate blocking people. Even if i do, i will make sure i am attentive to hear if anyone is honking for me to get lost. So there, my long complain about one ignorant woman. Tsk..people!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-3488598487536321759?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/3488598487536321759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=3488598487536321759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/3488598487536321759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/3488598487536321759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/07/useless-complain.html' title='Useless Complain'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-5299783032430215068</id><published>2011-07-02T22:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T17:57:16.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Story Of The Girl With The Golden Ticket</title><content type='html'>When I first heard that Maroon 5 was coming here for a concert, the only thing I could think of was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Ahh!! I wanna see Adam Levine in the flesh!!!'&lt;/span&gt;. I mean, can you blame me for thinking like that? Adam is sexy, hot, and his voice is just so melt worthy. Oooh la la. So anyway, I started "recruiting" friends to go for the concert with me but no one was interested. No. One!!! Reason being 'too expensive'. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave up hope and just decided to let it go. As the date of the concert drew nearer, I realized even more how much I wanted to go, not because of my desperation to see Adam Levine, but more of because I knew most of their songs and all of the ones I knew are super good. So, why should I miss out on a great concert? This made me more determined to continue looking for other people to go with me but again, failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days before the concert, I got a call from Godma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Godma: Clair....what is Maroon 5?&lt;br /&gt;Me: *suspiciously* why? well, they're an American band&lt;br /&gt;Godma: oh...what song do they sing? Never heard of them.&lt;br /&gt;Me: OMG OMG OMG....dont tell me you got free tickets!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, she did and I had to control my excitement because all this happened at the office. teehee. I was actually ready to hear her say no because who knows, she might have called just to ask me about Maroon 5 out of curiosity. The best part of getting free tickets is not knowing where exactly your seat it. If the seat sucks, then too bad  but if it doesn't, it can so take your breath away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brought 3 people along with me and we walked into the concert stadium, looking and feeling clueless because we didnt know where to go to and finally.....tadaaaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1020594.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/P1020594.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno about the others but I was so taken aback with our seating. Super. fawesome!!! Would have been more awesome if our seats were like 10 rows in front but beggars cant be choosers. LOL. I consider this my golden ticket tho :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the concert started, I got all fan girl and I was glad that they sang most of their hit singles and some unknown ones. Before the concert, i even listened to their new album, Hands All Over, just to familiarize myself. Yah, I know...always well prepared. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1020636.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/P1020636.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ultimate, super super super fave Maroon 5 song has to be Wake Up Call. I've been using it as my alarm clock song ever since I was in uni and I just love it so when the intro of the song started, i went insane!!!!! I got so excited until I gave Su Yen, who sat beside me, a wake up call. Pretty cool. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other songs they sang included Misery, Never Gonna Leave This bed (my fave also!!), Harder To Breathe, This Love, etc etc etc. If you've heard it on radio, then they played it during the concert. Lovely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1020627.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/P1020627.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess my fave part of the whole show was when they sang She Will Be Loved. Adam Levine separated the crowd into two sections and made one side sing one part, and the other sing another. You have to be there to feel and see how good it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, at concerts, I will be surrounded by selfish bozos who think they're the only ones watching. Best part is, they're tall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1020632.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/P1020632.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See?? Dah lah Adam is so tiny and with them blocking the view, I couldn't see anything!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1020693.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/P1020693.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention that Adam Levine is hot, sexy and all that? Yea, I think i did. LOL. Damn, I am just so in love with him and his voice! Whenever I look at him, I just wanna touch his face. Haha. Oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1020612.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/P1020612.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you took a look at the whole photos album for this concert, it has mostly his face only. Heh. Team Adam!! Anyway, i dreamt of him once...long time ago. He was in a leather jack, white tee and jeans. Oh, and sunnies during night time and I remember asking him if i could take a photo with him...and he was drunk. Pretty weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1020733.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/P1020733.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1020732.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/P1020732.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, a fantastic and awesome concert. Its the best I've been to this year and everytime I think of it, i wanna cry because I want some more!! Sigh, if only. I think I enjoyed it so much because of the songs, which were a majority of what i know and also the sound system. The musical instruments didn't drown the singing so it was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, the people I enjoyed the concert with :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1020734.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/P1020734.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: TEAM ADAM!!! &amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-5299783032430215068?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/5299783032430215068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=5299783032430215068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/5299783032430215068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/5299783032430215068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/07/story-of-girl-with-golden-ticket.html' title='The Story Of The Girl With The Golden Ticket'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-6714668202159195627</id><published>2011-06-25T00:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T14:40:38.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Then And Now....Still At Square One</title><content type='html'>After finishing secondary school, I was confused and was not sure what I wanted to do in the future. I thought it was not that normal but I gave myself a chance because I was only 17 and what do I know? Actually, I was pretty sure I wanted to go into hotel management but that was until I heard about their working hours and I totally got so turned off. I was also sure I wanted to do mass comm but after some brain washing, I let that go too. So after secondary school, I took a Pre-U course in hopes of figuring out what I want after 1 year of studying and before I jump into a degree course majoring in something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Pre-U, I still didnt know what I want. Now, at that time I thought it was not normal....at all. How can I still not know what the heck I want in life? After more brain washing, I decided to follow where the wind blew me towards....which is to major in marketing at this university I never saw myself getting in to. I'm glad I did tho because I met good friends, had good times and it made me more independent, compared to when i was 17. Then again, I thought that maybe once my 3 years of being in uni is done, I will for sure love what I studied and venture into it as a career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three years came and gone right before my eyes and I still didn't know what I want. Its like all I've been doing is standing still and watching time pass by like a fast-ass train. I enjoyed my degree course and all but in the working world...doing marketing related stuff...isn't all that fun, to me that is. I attended a few interviews for marketing positions but I didn't like what I heard, for example, how the people work until late at night and how they have to work on weekends. Then, it struck me that I am a standard 9am - 6pm, monday to friday kinda gal. Is this laziness, not adventurous or plain old fashion? Again, I thought this old fashion thinking would change as time passes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, its 2011, a year after I've officially completed my degree course and I'm back at square one...not knowing what I want. Now its no longer '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what the heck do I want?'&lt;/span&gt; but more like '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what the fcuk is wrong with me and what the hell do I want???&lt;/span&gt;'. You see, I worked for almost half a year doing admin and I thought I should go out and do something more challenging because I didnt want to throw 3 years of studying down the drain. Once I got out and am finally doing something challenging, I wanna run back to a safe spot where I can feel free and happy. I blame myself and the environment I am in. Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this uncertainty and confuse-ness made me realize how often my mind change when it comes to figuring myself out. The reason why I saw this because every week, I find myself with a new decision and a new plan to get out of my current situation. The following are what I've thought of doing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Be a teacher/lecturer/tutor&lt;br /&gt;- Join actors studio and be in theater or broadway&lt;br /&gt;- Take up medicine and be a pediatrician.&lt;br /&gt;- Volunteer at PAWS until I figure out what I want.&lt;br /&gt;- Teach speech and drama to kids.&lt;br /&gt;- Get into online business.&lt;br /&gt;- Try out real estate&lt;br /&gt;- Be a radio DJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh the list goes on and on and on. That's how my mind change on a weekly basis or whenever I don't think of anything else. So, yeah, I guess I can conclude that I am crazy and still confused at 24. FML.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at the moment, I am still currently chasing for what I want in life and my career (which i just figured out during the week) is happiness. That's all. I wanna go to work feeling happy with the job given, happy with the boss and colleagues, happy with the working and hours and happy about the freedom given at work. In other words, I dont wanna wake up every morning, dreading to go to work and worst of all in fear. Is that too hard to achieve? I had all this happiness with my first job but I let it slip away with my butter fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. No point dwelling in the past. I just hope I find this simple happiness soon and be satisfied with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-6714668202159195627?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/6714668202159195627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=6714668202159195627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/6714668202159195627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/6714668202159195627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/06/then-and-nowstill-at-square-one.html' title='Then And Now....Still At Square One'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-7901430462018732529</id><published>2011-06-22T21:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T09:23:24.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NPH Made My Day</title><content type='html'>If this doesn't make you laugh or at least put a smile on your face then, I think you're weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="400" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/m9ovwI9pOTs" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched it last week and it just make my misery disappear for a little while. Hah!! Watching it again made me feel better too so i guess this is my comfort video lah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so enjoyed this performance. LOL. Hope you did too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-7901430462018732529?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/7901430462018732529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=7901430462018732529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/7901430462018732529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/7901430462018732529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/06/nph-made-my-day.html' title='NPH Made My Day'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/m9ovwI9pOTs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-8890904522976908368</id><published>2011-06-18T16:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T16:26:49.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Taste Of My Own Medicine</title><content type='html'>I miss my old hairstyle. I now know not to bother it if its not bothering me that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my old job. I now know not to complain about it if it doesn't give me a reason to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my uni days and uni friends. I now know what people mean when they say '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;appreciate your student life because once work starts, there's no turning back.&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my worry free life I once had. I now know that if I have no problems, don't go creating one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss earning more money than I do now. I now know how to appreciate money even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss shopping freely without bothering about how much things costs. I now know the value of money, especially when I am earning shitty amount of it. But better than nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss having people to hang out with. I now know that I shouldn't take advantage of people around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I miss my old lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I notice that lately, my blog entries are so vague. I don't see the fun in writing about things in a hidden manner. I shall be more brave then. *shrugs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-8890904522976908368?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/8890904522976908368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=8890904522976908368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/8890904522976908368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/8890904522976908368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/06/taste-of-my-own-medicine.html' title='A Taste Of My Own Medicine'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-3734274977954517183</id><published>2011-06-13T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T20:55:19.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Words Of A Song That Reflects Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hand In My Pocket - Alanis Morisette&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm broke but I'm happy&lt;br /&gt;I'm poor but I'm kind&lt;br /&gt;I'm short but I'm healthy, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I'm high but I'm grounded&lt;br /&gt;I'm sane but I'm overwhelmed&lt;br /&gt;I'm lost but I'm hopeful baby&lt;br /&gt;What it all comes down to&lt;br /&gt;Is that everything's gonna be fine fine fine&lt;br /&gt;'cause I've got one hand in my pocket&lt;br /&gt;And the other one is giving a high five&lt;br /&gt;I feel drunk but I'm sober&lt;br /&gt;I'm young and I'm underpaid&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired but I'm working, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I care but I'm restless&lt;br /&gt;I'm here but I'm really gone&lt;br /&gt;I'm wrong and I'm sorry baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What it all comes down to&lt;br /&gt;Is that everything's gonna be quite alright&lt;br /&gt;'cause I've got one hand in my pocket&lt;br /&gt;And the other one is flicking a cigarette&lt;br /&gt;And what it all comes down to&lt;br /&gt;Is that I haven't got it all figured out just yet&lt;br /&gt;'cause I've got one hand in my pocket&lt;br /&gt;And the other one is giving the peace sign&lt;br /&gt;I'm free but I'm focused&lt;br /&gt;I'm green but I'm wise&lt;br /&gt;I'm hard but I'm friendly baby&lt;br /&gt;I'm sad but I'm laughing&lt;br /&gt;I'm brave but I'm chickenshit&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick but I'm pretty baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what it all boils down to&lt;br /&gt;Is that no one's really got it figured out just yet&lt;br /&gt;'cause I've got one hand in my pocket&lt;br /&gt;And the other one is playing the piano&lt;br /&gt;And what it all comes down to my friends&lt;br /&gt;Is that everything's just fine fine fine&lt;br /&gt;'cause I've got one hand in my pocket&lt;br /&gt;And the other one is hailing a taxi cab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-3734274977954517183?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/3734274977954517183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=3734274977954517183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/3734274977954517183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/3734274977954517183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/06/words-of-song-that-reflects-me.html' title='Words Of A Song That Reflects Me'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-7212081719124776892</id><published>2011-06-11T17:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T19:16:05.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Shots After Shots</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Of What I Spotted In Print...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was flipping through this magazine (yes, its part of my job which is the only thing I enjoy), I stumbled upon this page that made me laugh at first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo0610.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/Photo0610.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I had second thoughts about laughing hard silently. If I was a huge fan of his, I would be damn pissed and annoyed reading this lor. A bit unfair right? But then again, it made me realise that people really really hate him huh. Haha! Oh well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In another magazine, I saw this and got sooooo excited!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo0612.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/Photo0612.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mainly because I passed by it and saw it in the flesh while I was cruising in Hong Kong. But the building is seriously very cool looking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They say the eyes are the windows of one's soul or something. I guess I agree but to me the eyes are more like some hypnotizing tool. When I spot a pair of nice eyes, all I will do is stop and stare and that's just what i did when i saw this cover.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo0613.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/Photo0613.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG...his eyes are heavenly. of course it doesnt look that great here but on the cover, it looked great!! I remember just staring into his eyes for quite some time before I continued flipping through the magazine. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Of Shoes I Bought At One Go...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo0611.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/Photo0611.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uh huh, guilty. In my defense, I needed them because I got fed up with how old almost rosak my old shoes were so I decided throw it away without second thoughts. Heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Of Reunion With Long Time Buddies...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=4L-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/4L-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Caryn (extreme left) is back from UK for good!!! She was studying and working there for about 4 years and she's finally home, able to meet up more often with us. The best part is we no longer need to tag her in photos she isn't in. LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Syn Vy and I didnt know she came back, only Fannie did so those other two planned an outing to give us a surprise. And boy, were we surprised! I almost cried because I was too happy :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Of Syn Vy's Cooking and Rare Pet...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Few weeks ago, the four of us headed to Syn's house for dinner and just to chill. She cooked tuna carbonara for us and she succeeded in winning extra bonus points from me through my tummy!! LOL. I loved her carbonara. It wasn't too jelak, it wasn't too fishy and I couldn't stop asking for more. We finished a big pot of it. Oops :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo0617.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/Photo0617.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yummers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we played with Syn's special pet, BooBoo the hedgehog. Scary to touch and play but once you collect enough balls to touch it, it gets pretty fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo0634.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/Photo0634.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you make scary sounds, it turns into a pokie ball. Aww!! Oh, and hides it's face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo0631.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/Photo0631.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=mememe.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/mememe.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scared but kiut!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lastly, a random artistic shot of cups. I just some how like how its all lined up. Hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo0621.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/Photo0621.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Buh bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-7212081719124776892?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/7212081719124776892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=7212081719124776892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/7212081719124776892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/7212081719124776892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/06/of-shots-after-shots.html' title='Of Shots After Shots'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-699903908796809715</id><published>2011-06-05T18:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T19:21:33.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not So 'Highlight' Of My Week</title><content type='html'>Since my last post was a week ago, here's a recap of what I've been up to throughout the week, if anyone cares :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first thing I felt when I woke up was 'I dont wanna go to work!!!'. I remember having this exact same feeling many many many years ago (ie: during my kindergarten days). I dunno why the sudden strike tho. Felt so not motivated and just blah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Took a sick day off from work. That was how blah i felt. But in my defense, my neck was hurting like balls and I just couldn't take it anymore so I took off, went to the doctor's and got some medication to make me feel better. i do now, actually. Ohhh, wee early in the morning that day, there was this massive thunder lightning! Like super striking bright lightning and and a super loud (think gun shot, bomb explode) thunder that took place and it freaked me out!! I was pee-ing when that happened. Super terrified and I didnt go back to sleep after that. The sick day off came in handy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wednesday...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had to face reality again with work. I'm beginning to be given more challenging work and i am scared. Scared of the stupid mistakes I will do and the loud scolding that will come after that. I know, people are meant to make mistakes (boss says so too) but when the mistake is done, sure will kena!! How like that? Yes, I am one who hates to be scolded but who doesn't? And I hate going to work in fear and dreading the whole day. I think i am more of someone who prefer to drive on a straight road without any obstacles. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still felt like shit and not into it at all. Was beginning to doubt what I really wanted and...yeah. Nothing new.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still nothing new. Just more thoughts on my part and decided to start reconsidering. Still in the process of doing that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;REST AND RELAX!!! Tried macaroons for the first time. Didnt love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Made shepherd's pie for the first time from scratch!! The best highlight of my week, to be honest. Wanna know one things that relaxes my soul? Nail painting and thinking of creative ideas to make it look not so meh. Oh, I still feel blah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all. I hate how indecisive and pussy I am when it comes to challenges. Toughen me up, dear God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-699903908796809715?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/699903908796809715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=699903908796809715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/699903908796809715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/699903908796809715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/06/not-so-highlight-of-my-week.html' title='Not So &apos;Highlight&apos; Of My Week'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-1901056373907062191</id><published>2011-05-28T11:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T13:49:52.374+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Popeyes Food Review'/><title type='text'>Popeyes Lousiana Kitchen FTW!!!</title><content type='html'>When I first heard of Popeyes (the fast food joint, duh), the only thing that crossed my mind was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Great, another over priced fast food restaurant selling &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ONLY&lt;/span&gt; fried chicken'&lt;/span&gt; and I wasn't intending to give it a try, ever because I was confident that my current fave (at the time) was the best and nothing could beat that. But of course, one good soul made me try Popeyes and since then, I've been hooked and have converted to a Popeyes Faithful Follower, until something else new pops up. Hahaha...I kid, I kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1020974.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/P1020974.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I got hooked? I'll keep it short and simple - Absofreakinglutely delicious!!! The chicken meat is soft, the skin is crispy and not too fatty, its really juicy and the taste is just right - not to salty or salt-free. But of course, taste of food is very subjective and everyone is entitled to have their own opinions so don't go bombarding me with hate words like what my colleagues have done, including my boss!! I tried recommending this to them but they kept saying that I don't have taste...oh well. Their loss. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have not been bitten by the Popeyes bug, continue reading/looking at my self taken photos of the food I've tried so far and hopefully in the end, you'll be drooling your face off. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bonafide Chicken, comes in 2 or 3 pieces, with bones and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1020985.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/P1020985.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonafide Chicken Tenders, strips of lean chicken (suitable for bone haters out there, like me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1020990.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/P1020990.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides just chicken, they have fish and shrimp too for those who are not into chicken meat for some reason. Oh, here's another reason why I love Popeyes besides it being '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;absofreakinglutely delicious&lt;/span&gt;', it has fish and shrimp!! I am not a big fan of fish or shrimp but once I ate their version of it, I went love drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fish is fresh (dont have that fishy taste), it is boneless and as for the shrimp, it is springy, fresh, juicy and clean (with no black strings to be seen, like in usual shrimps). Added bonus for me, a fussy eater. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1020987.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/P1020987.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shrimp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1020988.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/P1020988.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this is something you don't see everyday, well not me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shrimp sandwich, pieces of succulent shrimp stuffed in between two buns accompanied by lettuce, tomatoes and so on. Oh My Gahh....drools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1030006.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/P1030006.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shrimp Rice Bowl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1030005.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/P1030005.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Shrimp Rice bowl, in my opinion was very very different and not what I expected. It seemed very japanese style to me but once you dig in, big red beans are visible and it no longer portrays 'Japanese food' but maybe more like Mexican food. shrugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1030010.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/P1030010.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont really like red beans in my food so this one didn't really win bonus points from me. Only the shrimps attracted my taste buds. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, just in case you dont already know, Popeyes has a new addition to their menu list - The Sticky Wicked Chicken, only available for a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;limited time&lt;/span&gt;. I know, time to stock up on my side before its gone for good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1020980.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/P1020980.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sticky wicked over here is something like the chicken tenders but very different because it is wrapped with sticky sweet sauce and a pinch of spicyness, something like the Thai style chicken we would normally eat with rice and it is served up twisted, curly and wicked...hence the name. Oh so good and once you have it, you can never stop. Trust me because I wanted more!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, each of these meals comes with the famous yummy biscuit together with mashed potatoes and coleslaw. I tell you, these little babies are so to die for!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1020997.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/P1020997.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, these are better than 'youknowwhere'. Hahah. The sauce in the mash tastes so special and home-made and the coleslaw looks like proper vegetables are used in it. Lovely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the biscuits...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1030003.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/P1030003.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh lala!! It tastes good with or without the strawberry jam!! I have only one wish where this is concerned...can we buy only the biscuits as an ala carte thing? Maybe 6 in a box or something because they are so gooooood. Droools 2.0.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, if you know me well, you will know that I frikkin love fries. If I see people waste their fries and just walk away after eating, there's a part of me that wants to hit them in their heads for wasting it and take it from their tables for myself to enjoy. Chill...because I haven't done it before. LOL. Anyway, Popeyes also serves tasty Cajun Fries and oh em gee...best. fries. ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1020999.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/P1020999.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See? So loving it until I have to pose with it for a picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1030008.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/P1030008.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It tasted like curly fries but its straight and so not like the usual. This is gonna be my&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 'must order'&lt;/span&gt; when I head back to Popeyes, I tell ya. I dont care if the the usual Bonafide Chicken Meal I usually order will stuff me like a soft toy. Okay, weird example but whatevs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, wanna know what I enjoy most about food reviews? The photo taking session. It is the only time people are allowed to take food photos without being judged!!! Haha. Yes, I admit, I usually judge people who take food photos (friends excluded because I am biased like that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1020984.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/P1020984.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was embarrassed though because everyone's camera was so canggih and mine was a tiny one. coughcough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, blabbering aside because here comes the best part of this post (I hope). With arrival of the new &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sticky Wicked Chicken&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Popeyes Louisiana Kitchen&lt;/span&gt; are rewarding their customers with a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 'Meal For 2'&lt;/span&gt; promotion in which you can save up to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;30%&lt;/span&gt;!! If you love cheap good food then this is your moment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At only &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RM20.60&lt;/span&gt; (can you hear the Alleluia chorus??), you, you and you can enjoy one box of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sticky Wicked Chicken, two pieces of Popeyes signature Bonafide Chicken, three pieces of Bonafide Chicken Tenders, two pieces of Popeyes signature biscuits, one large mash potato or coleslaw, and two regular sized cups of Ice Lemon Tea&lt;/span&gt;. If it ain't enough for you, don't worry and be happy because the Sticky Wicked Chicken is available &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ala carte &lt;/span&gt;at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RM4.95&lt;/span&gt;. Phew....a pretty damn good deal is you ask me. So the question now is, deal or no deal???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you still find it hard to believe...feast your eyes on this!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sticky-wicked-meal-for-2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/sticky-wicked-meal-for-2.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you claim to love fast food as much as I do, better make your way to the nearest Popeyes outlet (Taman Tun Dr Ismail, Sunway Pyramid, Mid Valley, Wangsa Walk, e@Curve, the Mines Shopping Fair and Jalan Yap Kwan Seng) before it is too late. Read: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LIMITED TIME ONLY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time, overdosing on fried food didn't make me feel like killing myself. Its not jelak at all!!! I 've got Popeyes fever y'all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On an unrelated note, here is me and the girl who made it possible for me to give Popeyes a chance...Lovely Michelle!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1030011.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/P1030011.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to be her intern 2 years ago and I am glad she kept me somewhere in her memory. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all folks.&lt;br /&gt;Chao chin chao!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: please excuse any typo is any. *sweet smile*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-1901056373907062191?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/1901056373907062191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=1901056373907062191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/1901056373907062191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/1901056373907062191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/05/popeyes-lousiana-kitchen-ftw.html' title='Popeyes Lousiana Kitchen FTW!!!'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-6389657739526977240</id><published>2011-05-25T22:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T23:05:57.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Might Not Look At Fruits The Same Way Again</title><content type='html'>I was so determined to blog about the Popeyes food review and so wanted to complete it by tonight but i failed!!!!! The writing mojo just went off like that...click. I suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, to not make my blog look like some dark and quiet cave, I'll share an annoying video for you all to watch and enjoy and maybe put your speakers in mute mode for the next 15 minutes after watching the video. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is pretty funny but scary and gross, in terms of how the orange and apple look like. Ugh. Oh well, enjoys!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="400" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ZN5PoW7_kdA" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope it made you laugh like it made me. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-6389657739526977240?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/6389657739526977240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=6389657739526977240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/6389657739526977240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/6389657739526977240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/05/might-not-look-at-fruits-same-way-again.html' title='Might Not Look At Fruits The Same Way Again'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ZN5PoW7_kdA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-9036335956827504021</id><published>2011-05-22T12:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T12:24:33.146+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation Oct 2010'/><title type='text'>Day 5 - From Guang Zhou To Zhu Hai And More</title><content type='html'>I told my cousin, Su Yen, some time ago that I am still in the process of blogging about my holiday which took place last year in October because she noticed that I uploaded the photos on FB like long long after I went on that trip. Her response? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Clair....just let it go. Forget it!!'&lt;/span&gt;. Haha. Well, I wont therefore I shall continue blogging about it. The last post was back in March (&lt;a href="http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-4-clair-goes-to-wonderland-of-shen.html"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;) so now I will continue with Day 5 of my trip, as written in the top title. Teeeheeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Day 5 of the trip started with a morning stroll by the river (??) that we were at the previous night. Since we got to see the place with pretty lights and all, we wanted to take a look during the day and it was just as pretty with many many flowers that were spotted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, but first of all, a view from our hotel which was much better than the one in Shen Zhen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA302610.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA302610.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA302611.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA302611.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to the river place wit flowers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA302622.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA302622.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA302612.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA302612.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA302617.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA302617.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't usually like flowers but when I see flowers from a foreign country, I suddenly have love for flowers. Haha. How biased!! Not that I hate flowers, I just enjoy looking at it rather than receive it as a gift. Know what I mean? Anyway the flowers were some kinda preparation for the Asian Games that was held last year in Guang Zhou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we hopped onto the bus again for a road trip to this place where the statue of the 3 goats were at. The place was filled with tourist, senior citizen exercising and also an old man writing on the ground with water using some kinda big brush. I found that fascinating but too bad, I couldn't read what he wrote. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA302625.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA302625.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's us with the legend....wait for it....dary goats. Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA302627.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA302627.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, these 3 goats were sent to the people of that area a looooong time ago  by God to help them harvest food and so on. So the legend is that these goats helped save the people's lives by providing food or something. its more interesting if you hear it from the tour guide because I am a lousy story teller. Hahh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop was the Sun Yat Sen Memorial park place (damn, I don't remember what its called! should have taken photos of the descriptions. ugh). We had to climb up many steps to get to the top just so we could catch a glimpse of the giant statue and admire the view from above. I heard many stories regarding Mr. Sun but i cant remember and if not mistaken, there is a movie about him and his family or something....right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA302647.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA302647.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view from up top...and I was slowly basking in everything as I stood there in admiration. Lahv!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA302640.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA302640.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then had our lunch break after this location and headed to Zhan's Garden for more sight seeing. Zhan's Garden was one of my favourite spots because I just love to check out houses that people used to live in. LOL. very very curious girl, I am. The place isn't exactly just a garden. It is a massive house that has so many different separate buildings and even a bridge to connect to the other side. Since I am a lousy story teller, here's the description of the place that I managed to take a photo of. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA302712a.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA302712a.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father insisted on taking a photo by the plants since he loves them. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA302667.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA302667.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA302659.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA302659.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=blogb.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/blogb.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more beauty of Zhan's Garden, check out my FB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coincidentally, there were some shows held for amusing tourists to stop by and we got to watch the mask changing show, some acrobatic and a magic show. I thought the mask changing show was so wow because I can never figure out how they do it so fast!! The acrobatic one was normal and since I was seated right in front, my only fear was them dropping the bowls, tables or tong right at my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA302676.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA302676.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The magic show was just alright but was made more "entertaining" by this guy in blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=bloga.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/bloga.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, not the "entertaining" word above together with " ".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, the magician dude asked for a volunteer to help him with his magic act. Then this punk instantly volunteered himself and got on stage happily. The act was actually to tie the magician up tightly and both the magician and punk was supposed to be covered by a cloth. So the magician is supposed to take off the punk's shirt and put it on himself while having his hands tied. That is supposed to be the act lah. But this punk suddenly got so egoistic and started getting so pussy when the magician tried to unbutton his shirt and all. It may sound so ham sap but it actually isn't but this kid just couldn't take it. Moral of the story? Don't simply volunteer yourself for anything lah. Spoil the show only. Imagine, everyone watching was expecting something cool but it was ruined. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After looking around at Zhan's Garden, we went to a tea plantation place. At first, I thought it was gonna be plain boring because I've seen it in Cameron Highlands but I was wrong...again! I thought it was interesting because it was owned by a tribal group so they had interesting costumes and different head gear indicated if they were single or not and once you touch a single girl there, you have to marry them, which was a warning by the guy who took us around. The tea guy brought us around the tea place and even showed us some stick dance. I was too shy to try it out. LOL. Then we tried different types of teas and only one attracted my taste buds - the sweet tea with no sugar added. I made my parents buy it. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part of the tea plantation explore was this guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=blogc.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/blogc.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has this funny way of talking and I was entertained!! Me, not really good at Cantonese, kept laughing at the jokes he made. Haha. His talking style is something like Ah Wong, from some HK drama. Thinking of it now is making me giggle already. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last sight seeing stop was Zhu h\Hai, where the famous statue of pearl mermaid or something at the sea. It seems, you cant say you've been to Zhu Hai if you haven't seen the statue so we all took turns to take photos of it and with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=blogd.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/blogd.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, it was breezy and cold!! I enjoyed every moment of the cold because I am one who loves the cold. Why you thing i didn't complain about all the walking and exploring we had to do? If it was hot, my face would be very grumpy in most of the photos. LOL. I just love the combination of the cold wind and the sun &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After everything was done, we completed the night with some free and easy shopping. OMG...shopping there is like heaven. For the first time, I felt rich. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, just wanna show y'all this bottle of beer we had for dinner that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=bloge.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/bloge.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont usually like beer but this one was nice. It was something like Hoegaarden but much nicer and lighter. Can we get this here? Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's it from me. Yay, one mission to blog about ancient vacation is accomplished!! Next up, Day 6 of the trip XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: excure typos if any. too lazy to check.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-9036335956827504021?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/9036335956827504021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=9036335956827504021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/9036335956827504021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/9036335956827504021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-5-from-guang-zhou-to-zhu-hai-and.html' title='Day 5 - From Guang Zhou To Zhu Hai And More'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-6925272739109211479</id><published>2011-05-17T18:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T18:39:13.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Constant  Reminders</title><content type='html'>Once again, I am reminded that there is no such thing as forever. Once again I am reminded why I prefer to be alone most of the time, but dont mind socializing once in awhile. Once again I am reminded why I dont trust people so easily. Once again I am reminded why I dont open up as easy as I used to. Once again I am reminded why I am still flying solo, maybe its for the best. Once again i am reminded that there is a possibility that I will grow old alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again I am reminded why I never stray too far from the sidewalk. Once again I am reminded why I play on the safe side so I don't get hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shrugs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-6925272739109211479?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/6925272739109211479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=6925272739109211479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/6925272739109211479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/6925272739109211479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/05/constant-reminders.html' title='Constant  Reminders'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-7319318377737151091</id><published>2011-05-14T11:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T14:31:19.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Some Thoughts I Think About</title><content type='html'>I always thought i was crazy and stupid for having a desire to have a child someday when I am ready. Even if I end up single and alone, I will find a way to get me a baby!!! I've considered adoption but I know it can be difficult and the whole sperm donor thing but I dunno how it works so i guess I'll settle for adoption. But the crazier thing is I secretly wanna go through the whole pregnancy process. Honestly, to me it all seems like a bed of roses but I am aware of the nightmare part of it all based on experiences shared by others. I know, cray cray. I never had balls to tell people about the pregnancy part because they will probably give me the 'wtf' look but I am no longer ashamed to admit now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why no longer ashamed? Because I just found out yesterday from a colleague that she too, has the same desire and same thinking as me. So  i guess I'm not that cray cray afterall huh. Or we're both the only weird ones. Hmm. She told me that she wanna have kids without a man because she has trust issues with them but as for me, judging from my age now, I dont think I'll ever get a man so we're kinda in the same boat and we both think that it is possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it got me started thinking. Do I want a kid because I simply love kids or because I have this inner motherly instinct in me? Because whenever I imagine myself as a mother, all I see is a baby which will grow until about age 5. Nothing beyond that and nothing beyond the dreadful teenagehood. So, what is it? Just want a kid because they're cute or really ready to take on a responsibility as a mother?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think its a little bit of both. Maybe I am still immature to think about all this and hopefully as I mature, my mind will know how to think in a smart way and tell me what I really want. But for now, I am staying to true to my target - adopt/have a kid by the time I am 30, especially if I am still single. If things turn out differently with me getting married and all, then I'll have to think of a whole new target. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all these thoughts of wanting to be a mother and have kids via adoption or naturally, there is always a tiny voice whispering into my ear saying '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the more you want it, the more you wont get it&lt;/span&gt;'.  Nothing to stress or think about so I stress about things like this. Haha. Not exactly stress but just to ponder on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, I said it. Part of my skeletons in the closet has rolled out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-7319318377737151091?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/7319318377737151091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=7319318377737151091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/7319318377737151091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/7319318377737151091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/05/just-some-thoughts-i-think-about.html' title='Just Some Thoughts I Think About'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-914291253645645690</id><published>2011-05-08T16:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T17:29:11.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swaying To Bru Bru</title><content type='html'>So after complaining and complaining and getting upset over the sold out tickets, I made it to the Bruno Mars concert which was on 10th April. Don't ask. I'm not gonna lie though, the venue sucked!! If I was a "superstar" and I find out the venue of my concert was at such a place, i would be so potong-ed stim but the show must go on anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=bru2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/bru2.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed out Miz Nina's performance and the first song Brubru sang. I read in the papers that he had a solo drum performance (damn it!) and he sang the song I didnt like so, still dont feel so bad. From the start to end, I enjoyed myself. I knew all the songs and most importantly, I could sing along. Heeheee. I enjoyed it more when he sang others covers and such. Not sure of the titles but it was lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The performance I enjoyed most was Lazy Song especially the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'oh my gawd, this is great'&lt;/span&gt; part. LOL. I found it cute and funny and his band are pretty amazing with their skills and all. I so enjoyment :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=bru3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/bru3.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rock zone section was so spacious therefore, no annoying people was around me. But if it was spacious, how come they said it was sold out? Maybe it was for the better because if it was packed, the smell would be bad and everyone will irritate each other. I mean everyone would irritate me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, what else about the concert I enjoyed? Oh the part where he sang Billie Jean with the background music of one famous  rock song which I cannot remember now. Damn! And also when he came out for an encore performance and sang Runaway Baby!! OMG...that is my favouritest song in the album!! So clearly, I got super excited and went mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=bru1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/bru1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the concert, the only person I could think of was Glozell. Hahha. I couldnt stop hearing her voice again and again, telling Bru Bru jokes and all. And I realized that Bru Bru only looks good with his fedora on. Without it, he looks....not nice. So, keep in on brah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-914291253645645690?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/914291253645645690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=914291253645645690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/914291253645645690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/914291253645645690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/05/swaying-to-bru-bru.html' title='Swaying To Bru Bru'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-6915340154178940062</id><published>2011-05-06T20:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T22:07:15.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream Dreamed Dreamt?</title><content type='html'>Last night, or rather early this morning, I had 2 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;very VERY very&lt;/span&gt; interesting and pretty amazing dreams. It was so interesting that I remember saying &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Encore encore encore encore!!!!' &lt;/span&gt;when the first one ended. I was just dying to know the ending but it never happened. No thanks to the sudden tummy ache I had that woke me up. Boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dream 1&lt;/span&gt; was about how I met this really good looking, slightly older guy (maybe...30?) who's name was Samson. That, I remember. We met while we were dunno where and I was eating a Cornetto ice cream. Halfway through our conversation, he told me he has a son and the mother of the kid ditched them. When he said that, I instantly fell in love. In the dream, he was some events guy and i was a journalist and I kept my feelings towards him a secret. So whenever I pass by him at events, I would pretend i dunno him but we would give each other secret smiles. The suddenly, after some fast forwarding, I was out for a meal with my mom and the sister. I spotted him and still buat bodoh. The next thing I knew, he secretly gave me the same Cornetto ice cream I ate on the first day i met him. And that gesture made us officially a couple. WEIRD!!!! But sweet. But ended pretty abruptly. Stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dream 2&lt;/span&gt; started when i fell asleep again after my tummy ache. It was about an hour long but felt like a lot happened within that short span. I dreamt of this guy I once liked so terribly. I saw him playing the guitar in church and I cried. Then we met, talked to each other and i couldnt stop asking him how he was, etc. The next thing I know, we were in a car going in circles while someone else was driving. i was still asking how he was and when he ignored that question, i remember saying &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'eh you didnt answer me just now...HOW ARE YOU??'&lt;/span&gt;. How irritating. LOL. In my dream, he came to visit one last time before his wedding or something. Yes, in reality, he's also getting married very soon but I received no invitations so...shrugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what triggered my mind to dream of such dreams. Its super weird because currently I am not obsessing over any guys (so passed that boy crazy phase) and I have not been thinking of this particular person from Dream 2 at all. So...what's up, twisted mind of mine?? But seriously, very exciting dreams. I guess I do miss the feeling of fancying a guy and feeling all excited when i catch a glimpse of whoever it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why I share it here is because someday next time, i wanna look back and read this again because I will forget it very fast and i find it entertaining. LOL. Also, things like this dont happen in reality (especially in my case) so dreaming about it gives me something to appreciate. At least it happened...in my dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: it may not sound very interesting here because you have to be in the dream to know how it all felt and how it all went down. Hoho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-6915340154178940062?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/6915340154178940062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=6915340154178940062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/6915340154178940062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/6915340154178940062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/05/dream-dreamed-dreamt.html' title='Dream Dreamed Dreamt?'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-6043147199350546362</id><published>2011-05-05T21:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T21:44:37.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging For The Sake Of It</title><content type='html'>I've got nothing to blog about!! I mean, I do but so not feeling it. But I just wanna write something here to show its still alive. Hahah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-6043147199350546362?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/6043147199350546362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=6043147199350546362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/6043147199350546362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/6043147199350546362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/05/blogging-for-sake-of-it.html' title='Blogging For The Sake Of It'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-4888209562500973895</id><published>2011-04-30T18:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T19:01:25.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Way Back When....</title><content type='html'>The other day, I received an email from my father with the subject 'What were you in your past life?'. He must be very bored at work. I was bored too so I key-ed in my birth date and voila...my "Past Life Analysis" appeared right before my eyes. Here's what it had to say about my so-called past life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=mypastlife.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/mypastlife.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I WAS BORN A MAN IN THE YEAR 850??? In Tibet??? If our lives now are supposed to be complete opposite of what were in the super past life, then maybe I can believe because I am too girl to be a man. I'm scared to silly stuff, I like pink and I like cute stuff. If we are supposed to be similar to whoever we were in the past then I must have been gay. The cooking part is pretty right because I enjoy cooking but enjoy watching people cook more so.....okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The personalities they listed is not what I am today so I guess we ARE supposed to be complete opposites from our past lives. However, I completely agree with the last part where it says I am timid and lonely and I must change that in me before I can help others change those attributes in themselves. Something I need help in though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm....what a discovery. But of course its nonsense lah...I think. Right? I seriously dunno what am I trying to prove. Must be boredom. Hahh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out what it says about YOU!!&lt;br /&gt;http://www.thebigview.com/pastlife/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-4888209562500973895?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/4888209562500973895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=4888209562500973895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/4888209562500973895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/4888209562500973895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/04/way-back-when.html' title='Way Back When....'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-2349596013010198928</id><published>2011-04-28T22:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T23:09:15.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This &amp; That v1096752</title><content type='html'>- Haven't been able to online properly the past few days because i think there's something wrong with the laptop. Everyone else can log on to the internet but I cant. Only on and off, a bit here and there, I'll be able to log on. Frusrating because i have a lot of downloads and my life without the internet is shitty. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- One night, I dreamt that I was at the Maroon 5 concert. We didnt have tickets so we went to the venue on the day itself to beg for tickets and we begged from the big boss of the concert organizer. He gave us a stack and made us gave the the tickets away to the needy. By the time we made it to the concert, the whole show ended. But in my dream, I talked to Adam Levine and requested for a song. Haha. Many months back, I dreamt of him also. And now, my dreams has come true!! I be going for the concert but dont think I'll get to talk to him. Hahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Work has been pretty okay. Been learning stuff that I am supposed to. I am slowly warming up to the place and and the people and i hope I dont maintain my shyness that long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I finally figured out the reason why some things happen they way they do and the reason is me. Sucks and I am trying to change that. Its not an easy thing to do but I am trying and constantly praying for patience. I need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Soooooo many movies to catch up on!! Rio, Hop, Just Go With It, Red Riding Hood, and so much more. I stayed away from the cinemas because of Lent and now, i needz to get back on track with all this movie stuff. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I now want an Iphone. Just realised (I know, at long last!!!!!) that its usefull I guess. I want a new ipod and I want a lomo camera and both are part of an iphone so, why not? first of all, money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My face is becoming a pimple garden. Blahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Bye bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-2349596013010198928?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/2349596013010198928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=2349596013010198928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/2349596013010198928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/2349596013010198928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/04/this-that-v1096752.html' title='This &amp; That v1096752'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-5797371859056192307</id><published>2011-04-24T11:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T12:45:34.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter To You All!!</title><content type='html'>For the first time in my life, I feel so glad and proud to celebrate Easter. All this while, whenever Easter came about, I wouldn't feel a thing. It felt like something that happens every year and I just blindly "celebrate" it by going to church, sometimes on Sunday itself and sometimes on Saturday evening which they call 'The Easter Vigil"  where mass will go on for 2 hours or more. I guess it was something I was used to celebrating because I've been experiencing it every since I was a child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, however, feels different. Very different. I finally understand what it really really means and what we, as Catholics, were looking for during Easter and the lenten season. Maybe I feel happier this year because I managed to make it through lent season by abstaining and giving up some of the things i love. Most people abstain from meat or giving up doing something they love like watching TV, using social networks, etc but as a newbie to abstaining, i decided to give up one thing i love so much - Cheese!!!!!! Yes, it was tough for awhile but I got used to it. There was once when i totally failed the cheese test but I'll replace it for one more day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giving up cheese may not be a big deal but to me, it is and doing it for 40 days feels like such an accomplishment and I also kinda gave up shopping unnecessarily, so...woohoo!! I guess that's what makes it super special for me this Easter. I fulfilled my lent sacrifice and I feel better. Now, all I pray fr is the strength and patience when it comes to being a better person and forgiving others all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I can finally start having those cheese bake rice, pizza, cheese sandwich, cheese burger, cheesey wedges, lasagna and a whole lot more!!! Alleluia!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I guess this concludes my Easter blog post. Once again, a very Blessed Easter to everyone and may this Easter shed some light to our darkness and set us free from all negativity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: When I was a kid, we used to go for midnight mass during Easter and I remember always falling asleep. Till now, the same thing will happen. Haha. I'm not fir to attend anything midnight related. Clubbing is a totally different matter *wink*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-5797371859056192307?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/5797371859056192307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=5797371859056192307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/5797371859056192307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/5797371859056192307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-easter-to-you-all.html' title='Happy Easter To You All!!'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-4582441480765155059</id><published>2011-04-23T08:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T08:45:17.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pweety View</title><content type='html'>I was using Google yesterday and noticed how beautiful the thing on top was. Made feel so relaxed and chilled for a few minutes. Haha. And wanting to use Google MORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=nice.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/nice.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I dont have 1 week worth of stories to share...yet. Never left my blog unattended for so long in a long time XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-4582441480765155059?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/4582441480765155059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=4582441480765155059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/4582441480765155059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/4582441480765155059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/04/pweety-view.html' title='Pweety View'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-2344774975611979442</id><published>2011-04-16T14:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T14:53:03.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life Now</title><content type='html'>It's my second week of work and so far, things are going pretty okay. I dont wanna say much because I am so afraid of jinx-ing stuff. Anyway, a quick recap - I am working part time but with a full time working office hours because things got all screwed up in the last working place. If I knew things would get so shiteous, I wouldn't have left my first working place. So, since I graduated, I've worked in 2 places and this is my third. Want the full scoop? Talk to me personally. I'll gladly share :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a part-timer doesn't mean there's lesser stress. I stress about something else, which is whether I am capable and good enough to work here full time in the near future. If I screw up, everything will disappear so I gotta work hard and prove that I can do it. So far, I learned quite a few stuff from experienced people there. They're cool and chilled but hardworking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then last Sunday, I got the opportunity to help out at the Bruno Mars concert. I originally wanted to attend the concert but tickets were sold out within 2 days (wtf!!) but things took a different turn and I ended up being there, for work which was cool. I guess God knew how much I wanted it. Haha. Doing that was a whole new experience for me. I got nervous, I dunno why. LOL. The concert, however, was awesome!!! I enjoyed the music, the less annoying crowd and new people I met that day. They were fun to talk to but I lost them halfway during work. sigh. All in all, a fun day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, did I not mention? Desiree works with me too as a part timer. Hahahhaa. We're both bored of bumming at home so, why not. Yep, that's my life so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-2344774975611979442?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/2344774975611979442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=2344774975611979442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/2344774975611979442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/2344774975611979442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-life-now.html' title='My Life Now'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-6472528423726437658</id><published>2011-04-12T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T20:18:00.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Of Ellen's Pranks</title><content type='html'>Teeeeheeeeee. This is pretty funny. Enjoy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="500" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/nv03WfjKTzs" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cory Monteith is so adorable :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-6472528423726437658?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/6472528423726437658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=6472528423726437658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/6472528423726437658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/6472528423726437658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/04/one-of-ellens-pranks.html' title='One Of Ellen&apos;s Pranks'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/nv03WfjKTzs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-6125559163794792511</id><published>2011-04-11T11:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T11:59:17.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Can Count On Me Like 1 2 3</title><content type='html'>As a person who is sensitive and has too much feelings, I get upset and disappointed when people I know turn their backs on me. I tend to help people in need of emotional support and to be honest, I expect something in return but nothing material or anything, just plain gratitude and maybe the memory of how I was there for people when they needed someone. Its sad to spend time to comfort people but when they get back on their feet and forget the past, they forget the people who was there for them as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This suddenly got me thinking, have I done anything like this to other people I know? Have I gotten help and just ditched the people who helped me? I wanna say no, I never done this but I am not confident. Maybe I have been ungrateful sometime in the past and forgot all about it that's why right now the same thing is coming at me, biting my butt. I hope I am wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, then this song came to mind. Its Count On Me by BruBru Mars. Listening to song and paying attention to the lyrics can somehow make my tears rolls down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Count On Me"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If you ever find yourself stuck in the middle of the sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll sail the world to find you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If you ever find yourself lost in the dark and you can't see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll be the light to guide you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Find out what we're made of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When we are called to help our friends in need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You can count on me like 1, 2, 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I know when I need it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I can count on you like 4, 3, 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And you'll be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 'cause that's what friends are supposed to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If you're tossin' and you're turnin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and you just can't fall asleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll sing a song beside you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And if you ever forget how much you really mean to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Every day I will remind you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Find out what we're made of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When we are called to help our friends in need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You'll always have my shoulder when you cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll never let go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Never say goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You can count on me 'cause I can count on you   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I guess if I ever was ungrateful to those who felt I was, I am truly sorry and I didnt mean it because I can be forgetful. And to those who I felt was ungrateful to me and forgot about the times I helped you, I forgive you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-6125559163794792511?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/6125559163794792511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=6125559163794792511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/6125559163794792511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/6125559163794792511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/04/you-can-count-on-me-like-1-2-3.html' title='You Can Count On Me Like 1 2 3'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-1318974688539911060</id><published>2011-04-08T23:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T23:26:11.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I Am Craving For at 11 In The PM</title><content type='html'>Few weeks ago, the sister and I checked out this place called the Upstairs Cafe. First of all, its located upstairs and the place is cozy and very Starbucks-like but its cheaper and waaaay better tasting. The place is also really quiet. Like, there will be a few tables of customers but still very quiet. Awkward but still very peaceful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night we both had the carbonara at only RM9. Usually when I see cheap priced carbonara, I would choose to avoid it because surely will taste like crap but not this one. This was delicious!!!! The only thing i dont like is they dont change the spaghetti to something else. But other than that, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DELICIOUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P3242989.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/P3242989.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the chocolate chip cream for a drink. Its not too big and not too small, its tasty and cheap as well at only RM8. Very lahvly!!!! The owner of the place is the one who made the drink and he did it so professionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P3242988.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/P3242988.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For dessert, I decided to try out the red velvet cake. The meal and drink was pretty filling so I had to pack the cake home no matter what. I've always heard of this red velvet thing on TV but had no idea what it is and now I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P3252998.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/P3252998.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its smooth, moist, not too sweet, and big at only RM7.50. Yummy and I now declare this my new love. OMG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, at this very moment, I am craving for these sinful sweet and savoury. I want it now!!! Can someone take me there please and forc them to open their doors??? sigh. Maybe tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-1318974688539911060?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/1318974688539911060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=1318974688539911060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/1318974688539911060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/1318974688539911060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/04/what-i-am-craving-for-at-11-in-pm.html' title='What I Am Craving For at 11 In The PM'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-5329724351531609508</id><published>2011-04-05T20:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T21:12:56.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More of This and That</title><content type='html'>- So the video below has been removed/not available. Looks like I gotta find another link to entertain myself when I wanna watch it again. Aihh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- This week marks yet another new beginning for me. I know right, so many bloody new beginnings until I am feeling so numb already. Yes, I started a new job this week. I'm a part timer working full time working hours in a place that I have a lot of interest in. The previous writing job just wen booom before it even began so...fml. There should be a movie about me called 50 First New Beginnings, something like 50 First Dates. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I guess I will be blogging and tweeting less from now on because by the time I reach home from work, I automatically wanna crash on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The guy I once fell in love with is getting married very soon. How do I feel? Nothing. Its like watching a bird fly away and not being able to catch it. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I Hate learning new routes/directions to places I dont know how to go to. i hate following the map. Its scary when you end up getting lost and alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Last Sunday, my family had the most expensive dinner to date - it was a four digit amount. Shiteous!!!!!! I blame that damn waitress who kept insisting we double our portions. Gila babi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I cant wait for some of the tv series to come back from their hiatus because I need more supplies. I lagi cant wait for PLL to return. Whee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I got. Till the next entry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-5329724351531609508?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/5329724351531609508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=5329724351531609508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/5329724351531609508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/5329724351531609508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/04/more-of-this-and-that.html' title='More of This and That'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-448689499222494687</id><published>2011-04-03T16:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T16:09:28.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sharing The Funny</title><content type='html'>If you're bored and curious (like I was), you should check out this funny and more awesome version of that Friday song by Stephen Colbert, Jimmy Fallon, The Roots and Taylor Hicks. It was  made popular by some lucky girl who uploaded her music video on Youtube and got so famous. Its soooo bad that it caught so many people's attention. Say what???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I enjoyed this version a whole lot more. I actually laughed out loud!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="550" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/VU1v_XKgEPc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They somehow make the song more enjoyable to sing along to. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Check out the original version of Friday by Rebecca Black first then this will seem funnier XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-448689499222494687?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/448689499222494687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=448689499222494687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/448689499222494687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/448689499222494687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/04/sharing-funny.html' title='Sharing The Funny'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/VU1v_XKgEPc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-8174826051043005360</id><published>2011-03-30T12:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T12:07:43.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Glambert Flu 2.0</title><content type='html'>Last week, Paul McDonald from this season of American Idol sang 'Tracks of My Tears' for motown week. I am a fan of his and I love that song but I prefer Adam Lambert's rendition much better. He also sang the same song 2 years ago and that's how I fell in love with it. I found the performance of it on Youtube and when I started watching, I fell in love again :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch it. The song has a very good meaning to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="450" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/MWazH7xwJmI" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-8174826051043005360?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/8174826051043005360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=8174826051043005360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/8174826051043005360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/8174826051043005360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/03/glambert-flu-20.html' title='Glambert Flu 2.0'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/MWazH7xwJmI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-647095031337263611</id><published>2011-03-28T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T12:31:33.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clair Complains #1564728</title><content type='html'>The lazy girl is back!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard this public service announcement last night on the radio and I thought it had a good point until I heard the last line. It mainly talks about how we shouldn't have dogs if we live in a condo and how its unfair to the dog because of the limited space, etc. Pity the dog also because they have to be in a confined room, with four walls to look at everyday. Okay, understood. So, the solution they offered is to either not have a dog or move to a bigger house where your dog can run around or get a cat instead. The cat part ticked me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm.......if its unfair for a dog to be kept in a condo all day with no one to play with, how is keeping a cat any different? Sure, cats dont run much or probably dont need that much space but what makes you think that they enjoy being confined in a room and look at 4 walls all day long??? They're still animals and they also got feeling what. Some kinda awareness, huh? If kept in a place with a big space, cats can cat-walk around and they feel free, ya know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion, if you live in a condo, get a hamster or two and put them in a big spacious cage. At least have each other to play with and they have a big house to run around and play hide &amp;amp; seek. Or get anything that should be kept in a cage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just my opinion. I guess I got ticked off easily with the PSA because I am PMS-ing!!!!! Its that time again :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we're talking about dogs, here are the only boys in life :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1082983.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/P1082983.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=188596_10150135192496801_664181800_6585153_3567184_n.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/188596_10150135192496801_664181800_6585153_3567184_n.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No sparky because he's a meanie!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chao chin chao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-647095031337263611?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/647095031337263611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=647095031337263611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/647095031337263611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/647095031337263611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/03/clair-complains-1564728.html' title='Clair Complains #1564728'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-5827888431441533097</id><published>2011-03-22T18:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T18:59:24.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Never Ending Story?!</title><content type='html'>Its already Tuesday, almost the end of March and I have not received any calls from the companies I applied at, I am still bumming like it was March 2010, I am getting broker by the week, and there's more envy/anger building inside me as the time pass. Its been like this since beginning of March. Hmmm. I'm saying this once again, I feel so like a failure whenever I see my friends working and enjoying it at the same time. Is this what I get for being too fussy and craving for more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how depressed I feel, I am also appreciating and enjoying this bumming period because once I start work again, there wont be such thing as 'bumming'. So, I'm torn. Stop complaining and be patient or time to hit the panic button? I also cant stop asking myself, 'Why does shiz like this always happen to me????'. I hope the answer has something to do with making me stronger as a person. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit, one thing I miss about having a job is the salary. No kidding!! With salary, I have security and I can do soooo many things without feeling like a bankrupted loser. Like travel, buy stuff, and erm...buy more stuff. Oh, and pay for necessary things!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, stop complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okthkxbai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-5827888431441533097?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/5827888431441533097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=5827888431441533097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/5827888431441533097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/5827888431441533097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-never-ending-story.html' title='My Never Ending Story?!'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-5769744899321214204</id><published>2011-03-17T13:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T11:19:45.053+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation 2011'/><title type='text'>Day 4 - Clair Goes to the Wonderland of Shen Zhen &amp; GuangZhou</title><content type='html'>Woke up early in the morning on our 4th day of our trip at a dodgy hotel in Shen Zhen, China.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the morning view from our hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA292439.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA292439.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember the hotel's name because I couldn't be bothered and all I wanted was to quickly start on our next adventure of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA292440.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA292440.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally cannot compare to the previous hotel in Hong Kong. Maybe that's why I was so shocked when I entered this one. The beds were springy accompanied with springy sounds, it looked a bit creepy and the breakfast was something my parents weren't so crazy about. I decided to skip breakfast so I could take my sweet time to get ready for our next destination - Windows Of the World.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before heading to WOTW, we stopped by a two places - The jade shop and the silk shop. I found both places very educational and so interesting but the major turn off is how they will pester you to buy stuff from there!!! Luckily I look like a school kid with no money so they attacked the ones who had money - the older peeps. Hahh! I gotta admit, the silk blanket and all at the silk shop looked so pretty and comfy but too expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the silk shop/silk making centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA292447.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA292447.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No cameras were allowed so this was all I got. This is one of the process when making silk. So nice to see how one lil worm can produce something like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the jade shop, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EVERYONE&lt;/span&gt; bought something so not feel left out, I bought/made something too. Cost about RM50....after converting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA292508-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA292508-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know, its nothing like a jade but I love it :)&lt;br /&gt;At least I got something from the jewelery shop. The best part was how I managed to converse in mandarin with the sales person while choosing and making this bracelet. Yesss!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop, and finally....Windows of The World.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA292448.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA292448.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They said that you cannot say you've been to Shen Zhen if you have not entered this place so, I can proudly say that I have been to Shen Zhen...thank you very much. When I first heard of this place and that we were going there, I wasn't thrilled or excited. I was expecting something like our mini Malaysia place. Interesting for the first 5 minutes but after that its all yawn, but once again I was proven wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I made my first step in this wonderland, I was in awe at soooo many things. The buildings representing a particular country, the landscape, and so much more. I was told that the buildings are built exactly like the reals one just that its bite sized. Very very impressive!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's us with the Taj Mahal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA292469.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA292469.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides buildings, they even built little people along with the buildings. The Taj mahal didnt have any because its pretty big but some famous churches/whatever had tiny people decorated around it. Cuteness overload!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA292516.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA292516.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't help but imagine them coming to life at night when everyone has left. If its true, they'll most probably bitch about the visitors. Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time when we visited, it was close to Halloween and certain parts were decorated in conjunction with it. When I checked out the Grand Canyon part, first thing I saw was this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA292531.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA292531.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super creepy!!! There were more "dead bodies" lying around, missing legs and hands and even a mannequin in the rushing water fall things. Gulp. I posted more WOTW photos in my FB so...go there for a look see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we headed for lunch and after lunch, we went to Mr.Someone's old house. I cant remember the name but I know why it was built. Heh. This was in Guangzhou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA292577.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA292577.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so dumb now for not remembering the places I visited. What's the point of blogging about it and posting pictures on FB when I dont know the name!! Anyway, this old mansion was built by a man who used to write his poems there. He did it because it was peaceful and he could concentrate or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, I wasn't that into visiting historical places, especially this one, but this trip changed me. I enjoy checking out old places and admiring the architecture. Mainly because I am so kaypo to know what happened in that place long long time ago. At least can feel some connection. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the part in the mansion, a little lake outside the function room of the house. Very pretty!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA292559.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA292559.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While walking, I noticed this fella in a cage. What's the significance? I am not too sure either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA292567.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA292567.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a phoenix. Pronounced as FI-YO-NIX. Hahahaha. So lame but it made me laugh. I'm actually making fun of this man (the one with the wife and they both pee at every location we go to) who proudly told me that this was a fi-yo-nix. I politely smiled and ran to my parents to laughed away. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop was the bee farm. This one, confirm I wasn't that into it because I've been to one in Cameron Highlands. I was more afraid of the bees coming to attack me. The 'fi-yo-nix' man was more afraid of the dogs that were lying around. OMG lah!!! I think the bees were more threatening than the dogs because it wasn't fierce or anything. Pff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is their biggest honey comb to date. It was huge and all the hole are equally sized. Nais!! was tempted to put my finger through the holes but...nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA292579.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA292579.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I loved about this place was the honey. Tasted good and I learned a lot about health benefits, how you cannot use metal spoon to scoop the honey and stir it,  and how ants wont go to real honey. If the honey you bought previously has ants crawling all over it, its fake. Well, they lied, I tell ya (in my opinion only, please) because the honey we bought from them had ants running around the cover, trying to get in!! Gross. Maybe Malaysian ants are gluttons. What also wanna attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for dinner after the bee farm and after dinner, we were brought to this street in Guanzhou. The street's name sounded like Beijing but I don't think that's what it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA292584.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA292584.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This street, they said, is something like our own Bukit Bintang. There were so many branded shops along this road. Branded meaning Giordano, Uniqlo and so on. LOL. Over here was where I entered an (or is it a?) Uniqlo for the first time. It looks pretty normal and I just had to buy a top from there, just so I can say I own something from Uniqlo. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a Mickey Mouse top, long sleeve and pretty cool at RMB79. I saw something less pretty in Malaysia for RM79. Like that, better to buy from China right? You get it at half the price. In China, I could accept that they sold winter clothes at that time but in KL as well??? Come on!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we didnt have much time to shop. I blame myself because I spent too much time in Uniqlo and we didnt get to walk down the whole street. Then, when my mom went to Giordano, I lost her!!! We couldnt find each other and that wasted MORE time. Oops. I regret it till this day. Sigh. But where we went to after that swept away all the regrets :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing unique about the street is how there is the original built road of Guangzhou displayed underneath the ground we walk on. It is real, according to my dad. Now I am wondering why didn't I snap a picture of that. Ugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we were done window shopping, we went on a boat ride around the river in Guangzhou to look at pretty lights that lighted up the buildings and everything!!! So fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA292606.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA292606.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA292589.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA292589.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was freeeeezing cold that night and the wind blowing at us from the boat ride made it colder!! I love the cold but it was too cold. We sat right on top of the boat where it was all open and I had to walk in and out just to get a bit of warmth. I remember at one point, the nice cold wind was blowing my eyelids as well, making me feel super sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA292599.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA292599.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See? So colddddddd and comfy. Yes, I even fell asleep. It was a tiring day and after a certain amount of time on the boat, I just wanted a bed to sleep on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, an enjoyable day. Me, being someone who gets cranky and tired fast, actually survived the whole day with lots of walking and all. I think the cold breeze (even during the day time) with a bit of sun made it more enjoyable because I didnt sweat much. Sigh.....true love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to come in Day 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chao Chin Chao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-5769744899321214204?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/5769744899321214204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=5769744899321214204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/5769744899321214204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/5769744899321214204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-4-clair-goes-to-wonderland-of-shen.html' title='Day 4 - Clair Goes to the Wonderland of Shen Zhen &amp; GuangZhou'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-8083330276558612397</id><published>2011-03-16T12:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T12:30:00.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Glo Glo Does It Again!!!</title><content type='html'>Okay okay, enough of emo crap from me. Here's what I found last night through thousands of videos posted by her royal highness, Glozell!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="450" height="350" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ucgqjiVIfik" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, gotta love her to bitsss!!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-8083330276558612397?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/8083330276558612397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=8083330276558612397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/8083330276558612397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/8083330276558612397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/03/glo-glo-does-it-again.html' title='Glo Glo Does It Again!!!'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ucgqjiVIfik/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-6377091500551011747</id><published>2011-03-15T17:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T19:21:07.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Thank You Speech</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And the award for the one with the most FML moments in his or her life goes to.......&lt;/span&gt;*drum rolls*......&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;CLAIR LEONG!!!!&lt;/span&gt; *cue award-ish background music*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*applause**cheers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wow, I never thought I would win one of these - the FML Award. It is such an honour, I tell ya. Well, the people I would like to thank most are the ones who have been with me every step of the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The ungrateful ones whom I was there for when they needed me and just somehow had that memory permanently removed from their minds. Good job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- To the ones who indirectly screwed up my life even before it really began. Few people contributed a few percentage but still, its something. I admit, I am one to be blamed as well but best to not take credit for myself only but to also thank other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- To the successful people I once met sometime throughout my life, thanks for making me hate my life more and feel like a damn loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, to the ones who dont bother to be interested in what I've been up to or what I've been going through, thanks for not giving a crap because the story of my life will make you go FYL so...you're welcome, for not being the chosen one to listen to my sad case stories. You dodged a bullet there, my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I've gone through so much in the past 3 months that made me just use the term 'Fcuk my life!!' so often. I guess, I do deserve this FML award then. Once again, thank you all (you know who you are) for proving to me that my life can not get any better. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cue ending awards-ish background music*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: just noticed that some readers DO comment on my posts. awww. well, if you posted it like so long ago, sorry coz i didnt noticed. I just did so, thanks :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-6377091500551011747?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/6377091500551011747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=6377091500551011747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/6377091500551011747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/6377091500551011747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-thank-you-speech.html' title='My Thank You Speech'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-1768732862528755178</id><published>2011-03-14T11:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T12:35:11.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Came Together for Food and Laughter</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday - 5th March 2011, a reunion took place. A reunion between a bunch of friends who met at uni, struggled through every possible stress and turned to each other when each of us needed someone to hang out with. Its been awhile since we last met so things were a bit awkward but after a few minutes, we couldnt stop talking. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to try out the famous T Bowl Restaurant. The food was acceptable lah and everything was served in toilet equipment kinda plates and bowls. I thought it was creative and I did not feel an ounce of disgust. Surprisingly. LOL. So, here comes the food photos!!! I dont normally take pictures of food but the plates and all were so cute, I just had to!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cheese bake rice I ordered. I prefer Kim Gary's because they use tomato paste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P3052997.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/P3052997.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Taynee's Kimchi ramen. Gurlfriend has decided to screw all myths and start eating fried and spicy food. Haha. She used to be paranoid about this sorta food because it gives her pimples. Hmm. But good on her for letting that go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P3052998.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/P3052998.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lilin's rice with pork. The pork was crunchy and soft!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P3053003.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/P3053003.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biggest disappointment would be this. If it wasn't so sad case, our meal would have been perfect but, oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P3053000.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/P3053000.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it disappointing?? Because it was small and so little for RM8.90!! Maybe I had too high expectations lah because the ones in Jogoya and Tao was amazing!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our dessert, shared with all. It was good. How wrong can ice cream be right? Hehe. No, we weren't disgusted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P3053006.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/P3053006.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even my soft drink came in a cute lil cup. teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P3053005.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/P3053005.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ordered other food as well but was paying too much attention to my own food so...o00pps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, those who were present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=groupshotss.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/groupshotss.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P3053007.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/P3053007.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patiently waiting for yet another reunion with the uni buds :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-1768732862528755178?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/1768732862528755178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=1768732862528755178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/1768732862528755178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/1768732862528755178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/03/came-together-for-food-and-laughter.html' title='Came Together for Food and Laughter'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-8701985807322685020</id><published>2011-03-09T14:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T15:06:58.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Readerholic</title><content type='html'>Lately, I've been doing a lot of reading. No, wait. Not a lot of reading, maybe more like reading faster than usual. I just finished reading my first &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Madeleine Wickham &lt;/span&gt;book entitled &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Wedding Girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=mwWG.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/mwWG.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madeleine Wickham is actually Sophie Kinsella's real name and there are about 7 books from her under the Madeleine name. So far, I only read the Shopaholic series and a few other books that are not part of that series and I loved it!!! I love how it can make me laugh and make me look stupid in public to other people who has no idea what's going on in that book. So, that's why I decided to start reading the other ones from Madeleine because I knew it would be funny and since I have completed most of her books, why not read the extra ones that she wrote many years ago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Wedding Girl&lt;/span&gt; is about Milly, who just got engaged to her boyfriend, Simon, and is about to have a very lavish and amazing wedding. But, what no one else knows is that she actually is already married like 10 years ago, to some gay dude to help him stay in the country. She kept it under wraps for 10 whole years but 4 days before her wedding, the secret came crawling out where ever it was stuffed in. Who revealed the secret is such a surprise (sorta..) to me and Milly cannot marry someone else if she is still married to someone else. And she didnt even get a divorce. Drah-mah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as I started reading this book and thought it was a bit blah, exciting things started happening. Exciting as in it made me more curious to know what would happen next. I was wondering though, why isnt it as funny as her other books and that's because the writer was going another direction, unlike the books under her Sophie Kinsella name. So, when she's Madeleine, she is less funny and when she's Sophie, she's crazy funny. Sounds good to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I still love her writing style. Its not as hilarious but its good enough to not make me wanna put the book down. Now, I have another 3 more books to read and I am loving it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must be wondering, why in the world do I have so much time to read. Well, here's some latest update. I am currently a work from home bum. Officially became a part timer and am looking for a full time job as well. So I can keep my part time job and be more secured with a full time one. Still looking and am thinking of going back to my previous company. Praying it all goes well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its funny how my life is so FML-able. Everything I do will make me go FML. sigh....not cool to be me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-8701985807322685020?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/8701985807322685020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=8701985807322685020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/8701985807322685020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/8701985807322685020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/03/readerholic.html' title='Readerholic'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-3136233594677413805</id><published>2011-03-04T17:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T19:13:49.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Te-te-te-te-tell Me!!</title><content type='html'>You know how there are so many inspirational songs these days? Well, mine are Firework from Katy Perry, Perfect by Pink and Waiting Outside The Lines by Greyson Chance. It mostly talks about how there will be challenges to get to your dream destination and if you keep sticking to your comfort zone, you'll never get anywhere and its ok to make wrong decisions because at the end of the day its all perfect bla bla bla bla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am guilty of taking advice from these songs. I felt that it was some kinda sign from the universe (I would like to think God but maybe I shouldn't blame Him in this) that I should take the risk and accept the challenges because it will lead me to somewhere good so I decided to obey to what it said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, what good did it do me? For now, nothing much. I need to know what to do when we chase our dreams and end up back at the same spot (or worst) all over again. Do we start all the way from the bottom or is there something we can do to pick up where we left off?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that there should be songs written about what to do if things don't go as plan when we get enough balls to "take the leap".  And if there is such a song to be written by whoever the singer is, I want to be featured in it. Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-3136233594677413805?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/3136233594677413805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=3136233594677413805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/3136233594677413805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/3136233594677413805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/03/te-te-te-te-tell-me.html' title='Te-te-te-te-tell Me!!'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-4892775941074272120</id><published>2011-03-01T19:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T13:35:54.941+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation 2011'/><title type='text'>Day 3 - Exploring A Bit Of HK &amp; Stepped Foot Into China</title><content type='html'>Happy March everyone. I'm in a better mood so no worries. Gonna continue talking about my holiday which took place last October. My bad!! Anyway I blogged about &lt;a href="http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-1-clair-meets-macau-and-fell-in.html"&gt;Day 1&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-2-second-date-with-macau-ditched-it.html"&gt;Day 2&lt;/a&gt; some time back so, here's Day 3. Lazy of me, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3 started with us waking up at a very nice hotel. I know I didnt wanna wake up and leave because I wasnt satisfied!! I didnt get to check out the restaurants there and I didnt get to walk around. We just checked in, showered, slept and checked out :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA282293.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA282293.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View from our hotel window. See? So beautiful!! it was cold and I felt like swimming. Heh. Anyway, no choice so we all went downstairs to the lobby to meet the rest of the tour group. I must say, this L'Hotel in HK has the most crowded lobby I've ever seen. Weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the hotel here: http://www.lhotelhk.com/eng/index.php&lt;br /&gt;Best I ever stayed in during the vacay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early morning look, before we set off to explore HK, well, just a glimpse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA282295.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA282295.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the HK tour guide dropped us at this square called &lt;span jsid="text"&gt;The Golden Bauhinia Square to snap pictures. The view was gorgeous and the breeze made it even better. The tour guide did explain about this place but I was too caught up with admiring the place. Oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA282300.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA282300.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's one with the tour group and the symbolic golden thing behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my, the tour group was very difficult to tolerate. There were some who were normal, like us. And there were some who were just so irritating. They go to toilet at almost every stop, they talk rudely, and when you sit with them to eat, they'll eat like they're the only ones there. Me, being such an expert at this, just closed my eyes and ears whenever it comes to them so it didnt bother me much. Hah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough about them, this is us at the same square with the view I mentioned earlier. There is just something about water and buildings put together that I love so much. Aahhhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA282302.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA282302.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the square, we were brought to breakfast and I got the chance to eat authentic HK dimsum. It taste almost the same as here but over there its bigger and there are 4 pieces of siew mai/fishball/har kao etc instead of 3, like here. Oh, and there isnt any chilli kinda sauce so there wasnt any kick but still delicious :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once our tummies were filled up, we headed to Repulse Bay for a look see. The main attraction there is the temple with a huge tall Quanyin statue. If you stand at a particular spot marked red, you can talk to the statue and she will listen. Then, if you stand at some other location, you can snap a picture and see the entire statue in the picture. There was another animal statue as well where you rub certain parts of the body to get certain blessings and also after rubbing the animal statue and rub your tummy after that, you can get pregnant. I didnt do any of it because of my own religious beliefs so yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA282325.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA282325.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken in front of the temple with the big statue in view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around the temple are big pretty mansions where rich rich people live in. I guess it was like some sorta "Hollywood" area. Even Jacky Chan and the owner of TVB lives somewhere there. We passed by TVB owner's house only while the bus was moving so i didnt see much. Grrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA282329.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA282329.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA282341.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA282341.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this dog!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were then taken on a boat ride somewhere else to just do some sight seeing. Was shown where Leon Lai parked his boat too. I would like to believe that he was hiding inside, looking at us for fun through the black tinted windows. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA282347.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA282347.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, Leon Lai's boat isnt any of these. I took an ugly picture of it so not gonna put here. Its in my FB tho XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA282359.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA282359.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA282360.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA282360.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, its a lady rowing the boat. I find it so cool that over there, ladies work in construction, as taxi drivers and even this - rowing boat. Salute!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, we were driven up to some location where we can see this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA282364.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA282364.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the buildings there, from this view, always catch fire apparently. Everytime they wash the fire away and fix stuff, it would catch fire again!! Wanna know why? Because it is shaped like a cigarette. So, to solve the problem, they built a water element on top of and it never caught fire again. Story courtesy of our HK Tour guide. Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really loved everything there because its sunny yet cold so you dont sweat much with all the walking. So nice!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch we got on the train to Shen Zhen, China. Only took us about 45 minutes. Awesome right? But once you step into the immigration place, all hell breaks lose!!! Everyone was pushing and being so rude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA282372.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA282372.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were a lot of kids as well moving around. Oh, we got scolding by the security lady at the bag check point. Our tour guide said we didnt need to go through the bag thing so we just followed her but when we did, the security lady shouted at us and we had to line up to put our bags through. Best part was, nobody lined up. They were pushing and running around like crazy people. I hated it!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the immigration, we made our way with another tour guide and a bus to this place where they had cultural shows and mini China sort of display place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA282377.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA282377.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 5.30pm, it was almost getting dark so we didnt get to see much and headed straight for dinner and the cultural show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA282385.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA282385.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA282413.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA282413.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the pictures from the cultural show. I posted all in FB anyway. To be honest, I underestimated the show quality and in the end, I was blown away!!! I didnt fall asleep and I enjoyed everything. Can see that they put in a lot of effort to perform. Nice!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While in China, I noticed a few of this kinda staircase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA282430.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA282430.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just curious to know what the middle part is for. Earlier in the day, we spotted a staircase like this aswell but it was from a pedestrian bridge and one lady from the tour group decided to walk on the non-stairs part. What happened? She fell and slid down the thing. Aiyoyo! I'm assuming that slide part is for bags with wheels. Hmm. Too steep for wheelchair tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that's it for Day 3. A lot was done in one day and all i wanted to do was sleep once we reached the hotel but it was sooooo dodgy that the mood to rest just disappeared. But no matter what, I still had to sleep because no more energy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till we meet again in Day 4 :)&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/11683885-4892775941074272120?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/4892775941074272120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=4892775941074272120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/4892775941074272120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/4892775941074272120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-3-exploring-bit-of-hk-stepped-foot.html' title='Day 3 - Exploring A Bit Of HK &amp; Stepped Foot Into China'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-1035533443943737220</id><published>2011-02-27T22:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T23:01:02.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bookworm Alert!!</title><content type='html'>I finally finished reading the Carrie Diaries book which I started sometime last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=TheCarrieDiaries_Frontonly.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/TheCarrieDiaries_Frontonly.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took me longer to than expected because I suddenly felt so lazy to read it and it wasnt thaaaaaat interesting. I guess I was expecting more out of it that's why I didnt really enjoy it. It was, indeed, about Carrie's (from SATC) life before SATC but it was very...blah. High school, boy drama, bff drama, the mean girls, the nerds, the wannabes, etc. Pretty cliche is you ask me. It wasnt that comical also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there were some interesting parts that kept me hook for awhile like when she found out that her friend Lali was hooking up with her boyfriend, Sebastian. Then how she found out one of her guy best friend was gay by following him to some secret place. That's about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rate it a 6/10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am reading The Wedding Girl by Sophie Kinsella, using the name Madeleine Wickham. Its a more serious series of hers, unlike the shopaholic series and her other hilarious ones. I thought it was the usual Sophie Kinsella style so I bought like 3 titles. Now, I dunno if I made the right choice. LOL. Hope I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chao Chin Chao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-1035533443943737220?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/1035533443943737220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=1035533443943737220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/1035533443943737220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/1035533443943737220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/02/bookworm-alert.html' title='Bookworm Alert!!'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-4663501187155550105</id><published>2011-02-23T21:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T21:40:36.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Tight  To Handle</title><content type='html'>I have to admit something. I am currently very very tight, financially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got phone bills to pay.&lt;br /&gt;I got petrol to fill up every week.&lt;br /&gt;I got contact lense to buy (heh).&lt;br /&gt;And a whole lot more!!!!! but not enough moolah to cover all of this for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being broke sucks. Been a half a year since I felt this way. Sigh. i miss having money coming in promptly every month&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-4663501187155550105?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/4663501187155550105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=4663501187155550105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/4663501187155550105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/4663501187155550105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/02/too-tight-to-handle.html' title='Too Tight  To Handle'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-167421205643695052</id><published>2011-02-20T16:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T17:24:27.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Rocky Start To A New Beginning</title><content type='html'>First week of my new job at a publishing place was shit. Maybe I had too high expectations that's why it turned out this way. And I was right all along, when you get a job doing something you "supposedly" love, you wont have a good time. If you work somewhere you have no interest in, you'll have a better time. Life works in a funny way, when it comes to me that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First week of work and I started bringing work home. Every day of the week. And the weekend!!! Not because I work slow. Usually, back in my previous work place, I would bring work home only if I am too slow at work and need to get it done. This time, its because of when the boss wants it by. And he wants things within a blink of an eye. He is the one who ask me to finish it up at home. Seriously??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, bringing work home on a weeknight is still alright for me to accept. Its shit but I can accept that. But during the weekend? &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HELLZ TO THE NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!! I dont need to rest during the weekend is it? I dont have family and friends to hang out with during the weekend is it? I dont have chores to do during the weekend is it??? Madness. The work load is not even light. I have one thing to do but damn a lot to cover and I am on my own in this. Geez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also asked to drive around KL and Selangor to get restaurant contacts and addresses. Erm...ever heard of the internet? I guess I wont mind looking for restaurants if i had a partner. Two or more than two people doing this is not so bad but on my own?? You have got to be effing kidding me right? So, I just gave out nervous laughter and pretended i didnt hear anything. If I have to do this on my own, I'll just do whatever my instinct tells me to. And that means....oh well, nevermind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know its my job to do this sorta thing but not my own. I mean, come on, want me to die is it? Yes, I know I am being such a diva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people there are not that great either. They mostly keep to themselves and hang out with each other except ME!!! Did i do something wrong??? Dont think so. So, i have no one to hang out with and no one to help me out. Sucks big time. This isnt such a big problem anymore because I got used to it. Dont talk to me, I'll be fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past, I've worked in many many places and to be honest, I didnt enjoy most of it. But I still could tolerate and stayed on until it was time to go. Only one place I worked at that I really could not tahan and resigned after 3 days - Watsons. OMG, that was so so so so so bad. This one, is pretty similar. I dunno how long I can tolerate because its only been a week and I have to bring work home every single day. What more 3 months down the line? I dont wanna end up more anti social than i already am. No way!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can tell that I wont have a bright soaring future because of my fussy ways but like in that Daughtry song, "All that I'm after is a life full of laughter". So what if I dont get a glamour job or whatever? I choose to be happy and satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God, I learned my lesson and will start to think and analyze properly before I take a step into whatever I'll be stepping in. Thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-167421205643695052?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/167421205643695052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=167421205643695052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/167421205643695052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/167421205643695052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/02/rocky-start-to-new-beginning.html' title='A Rocky Start To A New Beginning'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-9032180117051957617</id><published>2011-02-15T21:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T21:22:18.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Glambert Flu</title><content type='html'>I woke up this morning, turned on the TV and managed to catch Adam Lambert at the delayed telecast of the Grammy Awards red carpet. Made me do the 'wave-at-tv-and-shout-his-name' thing that I normally do without realizing. Teeheee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=adam_lambert74.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/adam_lambert74.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=4949557170_843d6b1620_b.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/4949557170_843d6b1620_b.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Adam Lambert is the only gay guy that I truly madly deeply love!!! Neil Patrick Harris comes in second. Michael Urie (Marc from Ugly Betty) is third. Oh wow, dunno what's with me and gay celebs. What to do? They gots the humour :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-9032180117051957617?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/9032180117051957617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=9032180117051957617' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/9032180117051957617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/9032180117051957617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/02/glambert-flu.html' title='Glambert Flu'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-6594925473066617312</id><published>2011-02-10T19:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T19:33:40.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loco Lomo</title><content type='html'>My latest desire would be a digital lomo camera. Its a toy camera which is tiny but the price, not as tiny so I started thinking about how worth the price it really is. I mean, yes, it delivers a creative looking type of photo but like Syn Vy said, better to save money for something more canggih. That's when I thought about the Olympus Pen. Maybe I should really commit to saving money for that, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, I decided to google for Photoshop lomo tutorials and I found an 'easy-to-follow' method and tried it out myself. Please be the judge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=stout.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/stout.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1082964.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/P1082964.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1202961.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/P1202961.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=christmastreelomo.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/christmastreelomo.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PC242962.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PC242962.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(stupid curly fries from Laundry Bar on Christmas Eve. RM20plus for this much!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=duplicateslomo.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/duplicateslomo.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...whatchu think? Does these look like real lomo photos or should I just shut up and get it when I have saved up enough? Heh. If these are alright, I can end my dilemma XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-6594925473066617312?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/6594925473066617312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=6594925473066617312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/6594925473066617312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/6594925473066617312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/02/loco-lomo.html' title='Loco Lomo'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-5218729156691898753</id><published>2011-02-09T20:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T20:26:00.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is There Such A Thing As Forever?</title><content type='html'>I've always chose to wear a blindfold when it comes to you and your ridiculous ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People will try point out your mistakes but I make it a point to defend you because I dont want people to judge you even before getting to know you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more I defend you, the more I feel like a fool for doing that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, I've decided to not bother anymore. I will take off my blind fold and accept all your flaws and accept that there's no way to fix you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit, I have flaws too but I know where the line is so that I dont cross it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had the strength to forgive you for whatever silliness you have but I dunno if I have the strength to forgive anymore. I should but....I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont I know you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you realise that you are the reason why I dont believe in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FOREVER&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-5218729156691898753?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/5218729156691898753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=5218729156691898753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/5218729156691898753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/5218729156691898753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/02/is-there-such-thing-as-forever.html' title='Is There Such A Thing As Forever?'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-7145466572156524025</id><published>2011-02-08T12:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T18:08:06.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Curious Case of The Zodiacs and Horoscopes</title><content type='html'>During a family reunion lunch on Chinese New Year Eve, an aunt came up to me and said that this year is not good for a rabbit. I was born in the year of a rabbit. So was she. I dont normally believe in zodiacs and horoscopes but once someone says things like that, I cant help but be paranoid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She then went on to say that I should not wear anything black during CNY because its already not a good year and to improve it, I should wear more red. Also, I need to have some 'Horse' elements to have better luck. Horse elements? Aren't horses black, brown and white, in general? Does that mean that I have to wear metal like stuff aswell since horses have horse shoes? I can only imagine a glam like image. Brown leather jacket, with spikes and silver chains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother was born in a year of a horse. So does this also mean I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MUST&lt;/span&gt; have him by my side at all times so have better luck? Horse mah!! Gosh, I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, today I flipped open January's issue of Cleo magazine and it said that those who are born a Leo will have a great 2011. Career, love, and life wise. I'm a Leo. Erm....okaaaay. What does this mean? Lets say I am a strong believer of all this zodiacs/horoscopes thingamajig, I think i will be even more paranoid and confused. So is it good or bad? First half of the year bad and the second half good? All year long bad/good? Leo is a lion and they eat rabbits so means they eat the bad luck away and means, good year anyways? *dizzy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part is I start my new job next week and for the past 3 weeks, I've been living in fear because I dont know what to expect in the new place. I always think that nothing is perfect therefore if you get your dream job, there will be something shitty waiting at the corner to pounce on you. Think my internship. On the other hand, if you hate your job, you'll have good friends there and it'll make everything less shitty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when this aunt told me what a bad year I'll have, even more paranoid and wary I became. I couldnt help but to think that confirm I'll be miserable. Officially more scared. So, thanks a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess what I'm trying to say here is how do you know what to believe when one side says one thing and the other says something else. Do you blind yourself and believe that only the good will happen? I know that I shouldn't put so much/any trust in zodiacs and horoscopes because only God has the master plan of my 2011 and of my life but I find this a bit weird. Thats all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the best way to describe what I believe in is I dont want to know the ending of movie before watching it myself. God is the director of my movie. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: no intentions to anger whoever who believe in zodiacs and horoscopes. okthxbai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-7145466572156524025?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/7145466572156524025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=7145466572156524025' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/7145466572156524025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/7145466572156524025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/02/curious-case-of-zodiacs-and-horoscopes.html' title='Curious Case of The Zodiacs and Horoscopes'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-3649699755470398128</id><published>2011-02-03T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T22:22:56.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Greetings, With Lahv</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=twinrabbitsinacup.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/twinrabbitsinacup.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Palomino_Rabbits.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/Palomino_Rabbits.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Lop-EaredRabbit.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/Lop-EaredRabbit.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's me, wishing each and everyone of you a very very happy chinese new year!!! Its the year of the rabbit and I dont mean to be selfish but I hope that good luck will hop my way, since I was born in the year of the rabbit. Please, i need it. I hope you other people will have a great rabbit year as well :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: i think the cutest zodiac animals has to be rabbits and dogs. hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-3649699755470398128?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/3649699755470398128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=3649699755470398128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/3649699755470398128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/3649699755470398128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/02/greetings-with-lahv.html' title='Greetings, With Lahv'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-529072051847444938</id><published>2011-02-01T17:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T17:41:55.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here Comes Another One</title><content type='html'>Usually when I put up videos, its mainly to share stuff that makes me all smiles and laughs. Sometimes, its because I got nothing to write about. Today, its both the reasons. No topic and I want all of you to watch/listen to this!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jade introduced me to this last week when I popped over to her place out of boredom. She &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MADE&lt;/span&gt; me watch more related videos on youtube and thank God, my attention span didnt fall short. Heh. As you may or may not know, I am a very big fan of Big Bang. I even took a long bus ride to Singapore to watch them in concert. You say leh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my role as a fan totally failed recently because I no longer know what their latest songs/projects/shows are and I dont even bother updating myself. Usually I would visit this forum to get the latest news and all but they're no longer doing their thang so, whatever lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, latest is that GD and Top has a new album and Seung Ri just came out with his first solo album. May not seem like super latest news but it is to me!! I am so happy that Jade helped me reconnect with these big bang boys. Now, I have new songs to bop my head to instead of listening to the super old ones over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favo songs from GD and top's album is Knock Out. I love the beat, the rap, the tune, and whatever there is that makes me wanna dance. Please please please please watch!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="500" height="340" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/FL0sfti1DcA" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, if I was a club dj, I would dedicate a night to big bang by just spinning their tracks. Super fun and nice to dance to. Yeahh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh........my fan girl level just went up to a maximum level!! and I love the album. Yet to check out Seung Ri's and Tae Yang's :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: looks like I had a lottt to write after all. Oh well. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;pps: big bang was in Macau like a few weeks after I was there. talk about no fate man!! If not mistaken, some awards was held at Venetian right? *cries*&lt;br /&gt;ppps: forgive me for showing my 12-year old self to all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=big-bang-11.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/big-bang-11.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you, big bang :)&lt;br /&gt;ok lah, more like love you Top and Tae Yang XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-529072051847444938?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/529072051847444938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=529072051847444938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/529072051847444938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/529072051847444938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/02/here-comes-another-one.html' title='Here Comes Another One'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/FL0sfti1DcA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-1134090864869259262</id><published>2011-01-30T16:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T20:53:08.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Writer's Unblock</title><content type='html'>I have this sudden mood to blog because I am so angry at so many people, all at different timings but when someone new angers, memories of other people who have made me angry of late comes pouring in. urggghhh!!! So, I'll just blog of less angry things to calm me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*breathe in, breathe out*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday, I finally went to a club after a long time of staying away from it. Not that I wanted or planned to restrain myself from clubbing. Just that there wasnt any opportunity and there weren't any people to go with but last week, we made it happen!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1232963.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/P1232963.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt more like a workout actually. You can totally tell by the sweat and all. I realised that I haven't been clubbing in a long time when people could sing along to the songs that were played and I on the other hand, had no idea what they were singing. But all in all, fun times :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this new dim sum place about 10minutes from where i live. They said they close at 3pm but by 1pm, almost everything is gone. Understandable since most people have dim sum in the morning and for brunch. Not late lunch. So I didnt get why my dad got so angry when he got there. Twice we went there, twice also there were nothing left. His argument? If they said they close at 3pm, the should provide food that will  last until 3pm. Well, I dont see anything wrong with food finishing before they close so....whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo0573.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/Photo0573.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was one of the buns we ate. Its called red bean pao. I thought it looked cute but Paps thought it looked like Cleo The Hamster. He asked me to bring one home and see how she reacts. Erm...no thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1192965.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/P1192965.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I can camwhore with a hamster. hugsy wugsy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Cleo, I recently upgraded her home to a single story bungalow. Its more like my dream cage lah coz its pink!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo0562.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/Photo0562.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its originally double story but the creator of this cage didnt think properly when he/she made the floor of the second level from a cage thing. You know? Ugh, I cant seem to explain it properly. Anyways, when Cleo tries to walk, her legs keep falling in between one line to another. I am trying to find a solution so, watch out!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the day I bought the cage, I also spotted many lil puppies up for sale at Petsmore. They had shih tzus, toy poodles, blah blah blah. Everyone was paying attention to the cute fluffy ones but this particular puppy wasn't getting as much attention as the rest. poor fella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo0561.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/Photo0561.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I couldn't be bothered with the rest because I hate fussing around with people and this one reminded me of my own Stout!!! I remember when Stout first came home with us. he was as playful yet timid like this one. I couldn't stop calling this puppy, Stout. kekkee. So tempted to steal him. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mentioned in FB before that I started the first day of 2011 in a very weird way and this is why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo0555.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/Photo0555.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home-made Margarita, baby!! We spent new years day at aunty Pam's place and had yummy lunch. Before lunch, she gave me this sinful drink. I was thirsty therefore I gulped it down. What? it was cold and I love me some cold drinks. So, after downing the margarita and having so many helpings of curry, something started to brew in my tummy. let's just say, I puked on the way home, big time. Ethan saw and freaked out. Hahaha. Poor boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, I met up with the uni buds. Sigh, I miss them and I miss uni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1192961.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/P1192961.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough said. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this sign board one day as we were cruising by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo0568.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/Photo0568.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm?? Sebilion terima kasih? A billion thanks? Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my last week of work, it was pretty hectic and tedious. It made me wanna binge binge binge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo0569.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/Photo0569.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See? work while eating chocolate. It calmed me down and I admit, I kinda miss working there but, I must think of my future. yess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-1134090864869259262?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/1134090864869259262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=1134090864869259262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/1134090864869259262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/1134090864869259262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/01/writers-unblock.html' title='Writer&apos;s Unblock'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-2229741987077406159</id><published>2011-01-26T12:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T12:34:00.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Things You Didnt Know About Me</title><content type='html'>Since I am on a short break/in between jobs/lazing, I've been watching so many stuff on Youtube and one of it is the &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;10 Things You Didnt Know About (insert Glee cast name)&lt;/span&gt;.  So, since I am free, I shall do the same. I present to you my very own &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;10 Things You Didnt Know About Me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I cannot sleep peacefully without hugging a pillow. It used to be only bolsters but now, as long as I am hugging anything, then I can sleep properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Everytime I go out, I have this need to buy something. Anything. Not food though but anything. Clothes, shoes, stickers, nail polish, hair accessories, magazines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I have a lot of (imaginary) boyfriends. Most of them are famous celebs. I'm worried that someday I will end up in the mental hospital because of over imagining. No dirty ones, dont worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I want to have a baby of my own someday, even if I end up a spinster XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. When I dislike someone, not that I am jealous of the person. I just cant stand the person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I get paranoid when I drive and dont know the directions. very paranoid. speaking of which, I'm a paranoid mess in almost every situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I tweet because I dont have anyone to tell things to. I do but I at the rate I always go, they'll ditch me, for sure. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I dont fall in love easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I can make myself laugh especially at the kind of things I go through everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Everytime I watch Glee, I cry my eyes out!!! Doesnt matter if its a happy or sad moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta-daaa!! The end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-2229741987077406159?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/2229741987077406159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=2229741987077406159' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/2229741987077406159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/2229741987077406159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/01/10-things-you-didnt-know-about-me.html' title='10 Things You Didnt Know About Me'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-1729755748057204921</id><published>2011-01-25T15:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T15:52:27.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Watcha Talking About, Bru Bru??</title><content type='html'>Yesss, she did it again!!!!&lt;br /&gt;My latest favourite dose of Glozell.&lt;br /&gt;Since I dont go out much or meet friends often, she's the one who makes me laugh out loud :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="450" height="350" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/aQoDEZI4ces" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Glozell to the no, I wont do the same. Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why are you dating in a war zone?? Super Hahahahah!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-1729755748057204921?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/1729755748057204921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=1729755748057204921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/1729755748057204921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/1729755748057204921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/01/watcha-talking-about-bru-bru.html' title='Watcha Talking About, Bru Bru??'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/aQoDEZI4ces/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-9036340110056235496</id><published>2011-01-21T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T15:07:19.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2 - Second Date With Macau &amp; Ditched It For HK</title><content type='html'>We started our second day of the trip wanting to try out some typical chinese/Macau breakfast at the little cafe located few steps away from the hotel. After that, we were planning to check out this place called Senado Square. Paps found out about it on the map that was given to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All set to walk the town :)&lt;br /&gt;Totally diggin my new (at the time) shoes. Got it from Singapore for SGD29 &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA272236.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA272236.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dim sum there is quite different compared to here. Over here, there are more colors and variety but over there its just about 4 or 5 types? And the food doesnt look very attractive. When I first looked at it, I was like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Uhm....o.k.a.y'&lt;/span&gt; but after tasting it, totally surprised. For example, this particular dish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA272237.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA272237.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to Paps, this is their Loh Mai Kai but I dunno. I chose to believe it and it was nice!! not so thick and jelak. We had other stuff too like siew mai, char siew pao, porridge and pork chop sandwich. Sad thing was there wasnt any milo ice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After breakfast, we walked some more. Before heading to Senado Square, we just checked out some more fancy hotels and other shops. The hotels there are sooo grand and gorgeous and they had the nice perfume like smell to go with it. It is only in Macau that I would actually step into any nice hotel lobby and go &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ooooh&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aaaahhh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was taken in front of the famous Lisboa Hotel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA272240.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA272240.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is part of the lobby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA272245.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA272245.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very grand, very nice smell, very.....ok, there are no words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were walking, I noticed this old looking flat that just attracted me for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA272250.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA272250.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's something about old looking buildings or sny building for that matter, that just catches my attention. Maybe if I was good at drawing, I would be an architect. But, too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got to Senado Square, like finally, we reaized that we were there the day before. Remember? How we were walking and walking towards where ever our instincts brought us? Well, it apparently brought us to Senado Square, therefore, we weren't that surprised. But it allowed us to look at more shopping stalls so its cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spotted at one of the clothes' stall. This is my most favourite picture of the lot, for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA272256.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA272256.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once all the window shopping is done, headed back to the hotel, packed, checked out, went for lunch and headed to the jetty to catch the ferry/nice boat/whatever to Hong Kong!! That was when we met up with the other people who were on tour with us. You see, we arrived in Macau a day earlier than the other Malaysians so we had our free and easy time at macau. When they arrived, we joined them and went over to HK. That's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA272260.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA272260.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's me, so excited to finally be going to HK!! Kinda my dream place to go in Asia. And also the first country I would like to go to as my first step to traveling. Hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun was setting and it was only 5.30pm!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA272259.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA272259.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this, I got sick and decided to just try dozing off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my eyes opened, we reached our destination!!! Met the HK tour guide, who was very very entertaining and I actually paid attention to what he had to say despite not understanding him and then went for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the bus....on our way. Kinda sad because it was dark already and I couldnt see nothing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA272263.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA272263.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During dinner was the first time we got to know the other tour people from Malaysia and I couldnt help but ask myself silently, '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What did we get ourselves into????&lt;/span&gt;'. Why? because they all had very weird characteristics!!!!! Only a few were normal people like us, no offense. During dinner, some of them were even obnoxious. One burped, one took food like they were the only ones eating, another one commented food wasnt enough and asked the HK tour guide to order some more. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA272273.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA272273.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See? even my parents lookhttp://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=11683885 like they had the same thought as me. LOL. Sometime during our HK trip, the tour guide and us shared the same feelings about the other weird people. Looks like its not me who's the fussy snobbish one. Hah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hotel that was booked for us was super fancy as well. Its called L'Nina or something. Very grand and that just took away all my discomfort feeling upon meeting those people. I guess it was like a reward for tolerating them. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA272284.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA272284.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very nice!!!! TWO double beds and I took one for myself. Hehehe. The only problem was showering. Although there's a curtain at the shower section, you could still see the shadow!! Ugh...but we had our tactics so, no problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, that's me...taking a stroll outside the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA272291.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA272291.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its was cold and so nice!! By the time we reached the hotel, it was late so we couldnt shop or look at much. My parents who loves last minute shopping, as in the last minute before it closes, shopped anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once all were closed, we went back to sleep. Too tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till we meet again in Day 3 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: ex.cuse. the. typos. if. any.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-9036340110056235496?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/9036340110056235496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=9036340110056235496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/9036340110056235496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/9036340110056235496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-2-second-date-with-macau-ditched-it.html' title='Day 2 - Second Date With Macau &amp; Ditched It For HK'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-6819785828110107469</id><published>2011-01-19T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T15:09:14.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Song Speaks To Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Greyson Chance - Waiting Outside The Lines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll never enjoy your life,&lt;br /&gt;living inside the box&lt;br /&gt;You're so afraid of taking chances,&lt;br /&gt;how you gonna reach the top?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules and regulations,&lt;br /&gt;force you to play it safe&lt;br /&gt;Get rid of all the hesitation,&lt;br /&gt;it's time for you to seize the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of just sitting around&lt;br /&gt;and looking down on tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;You gotta let your feet off the ground,&lt;br /&gt;the time is now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting, waiting, just waiting,&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting, waiting outside the lines&lt;br /&gt;Waiting outside the lines&lt;br /&gt;Waiting outside the lines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to have no regrets&lt;br /&gt;even if it's just tonight&lt;br /&gt;How you gonna walk ahead&lt;br /&gt;if you keep living behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuck in my same position,&lt;br /&gt;you deserve so much more&lt;br /&gt;There's a whole world around us,&lt;br /&gt;just waiting to be explored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of just sitting around&lt;br /&gt;and looking down on tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;You gotta let your feet off the ground,&lt;br /&gt;the time is now, just let it go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world will force you to smile&lt;br /&gt;I'm here to help you notice the rainbow&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know,&lt;br /&gt;What's in you is out there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting, waiting, just waiting,&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting, waiting outside the lines&lt;br /&gt;Waiting outside the lines&lt;br /&gt;Waiting outside the lines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to be patient (I'm trying to be patient)&lt;br /&gt;the first step is the hardest (the hardest)&lt;br /&gt;I know you can make it,&lt;br /&gt;go ahead and take it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-6819785828110107469?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/6819785828110107469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=6819785828110107469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/6819785828110107469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/6819785828110107469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/01/this-song-speaks-to-me.html' title='This Song Speaks To Me'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-7273290758195840605</id><published>2011-01-14T22:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T22:21:01.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blabber Blab</title><content type='html'>Its a Friday night and I have to sleep early because I gots to work tomorrow. Will be helping out at the graduation ceremony of the college. Its only ONE Saturday that I have to work and I am bitchin. What more in the future and I will have to work on more Saturdays? Ugh. How do people survive working on a Saturday, I can never understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week is my final week of work at this college. Kinda sad that I'm leaving but its for the best. I need to remind myself of that and stop being paranoid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I own a Nintendo DS that I dont often get to play with because whenever I want to, the battery dies. Why cant people think of the owner of the thing for just 10 whole minutes??? Whenever its charged up for my own use, it just goes flat when I wanna turn it on. From now on, I'm hiding it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was watching this show on Star World called Got To Dance. It was about the winner and his life after winning the competition. While watching him go for dance practices and all, made me miss dancing classes even more. I wanna/need to get back to class. Gotta hunt for some dance schools first. Sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;American Idol is back next week!! No more watching delayed telecast on regular TV. woohoo!! The exciting part of the show is only the auditions tho. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want another dog. A Schnauzer, to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I love this video...and the song :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MTnwv2NN-DI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MTnwv2NN-DI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something about Darren Criss that just makes me smile and gets me all excited. He's kiut!!! Lahv, lahv, lahv!!! Dont fancy the hair tho. I even put this video in my ipod just so i can watch before I sleep. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, Travie mccoy is also quite a turn on. Teeehheeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-7273290758195840605?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/7273290758195840605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=7273290758195840605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/7273290758195840605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/7273290758195840605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/01/blabber-blab.html' title='Blabber Blab'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-56055243708981976</id><published>2011-01-11T12:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T13:12:42.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's In A Name?</title><content type='html'>My name is Clair.&lt;br /&gt;Not Claire.&lt;br /&gt;Although it looks more girly spelt that way but it bugs me when people still call me Claire when they know so well that its NOT!! I dont get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even purposely chose this as my twitter name...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tweeeet.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/tweeeet.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, just to educate people but still, I'm being called Claire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I made this for myself to make it even clearer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA292508.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA292508.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, it still doesnt work. Its not a big deal but its something i always scratch my head about. My 2011 resolution is to not bother about however its spelt - Claire, Clare, Clear...I'll still acknowledge it. No use correcting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well now, the same thing is happening to my hamster, Cleo. Nothing to do with spelling but with how I got that name. The first thing people think of how I got the name Cleo is from the magazine. WRONG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PC132882.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PC132882.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to call my hamster Cleo because of a hairstyle that I got about 4 years ago. One time, I got my hair straightened and my hair ended up like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1_162543401l-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/1_162543401l-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's how people started calling me Cleopatra. It was annoying but after a while, I thought the name was pretty cool and I vowed that I will name my next pet 'Cleo', as in short for Cleopatra. When I shared my idea of naming her Cleo, some people suggested to call it Female or Her World.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sensitive side of me will think that this some way of mockery but the insensitive side of me will think this person is lame. Haha. Seriusly, Female and Her World?? How about Vogue? Also much cooler. Oh hey.....Vogue. Dibs on that name!!! My next hamster shall be called that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in conclusion, that's why my hamster's name is Cleo, not because of the magazine and my name has no E in it. Been that way for over 20 years. Thankyouverymuch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1062964.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/P1062964.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: nothing to do but just feel like blogging therefore, the lame and weird entry takes place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-56055243708981976?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/56055243708981976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=56055243708981976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/56055243708981976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/56055243708981976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/01/whats-in-name.html' title='What&apos;s In A Name?'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-5702718782119183398</id><published>2011-01-08T22:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T22:23:21.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought Of The Moment</title><content type='html'>Totally loving the RM27 worth of stickers I purchased last week from Sticker Monster. Felt so artsy that I stuck some on my Nintendo DS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1062963.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/P1062963.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try guessing what my choice of stickers meant :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clue: *sings* &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;These are a few of my favourite things.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, okay. I think I kinda just revealed it all. Meh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-5702718782119183398?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/5702718782119183398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=5702718782119183398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/5702718782119183398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/5702718782119183398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/01/thought-of-moment.html' title='Thought Of The Moment'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-2973067222774575117</id><published>2011-01-06T19:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T21:57:57.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1 - Clair Meets Macau And Fell In Love</title><content type='html'>Oh wow, this is way lonnnnng over due. My bad. Reason? I've been too lazy and I wanna have the inspiration to write about so.....there you go. Oh, and I was thinking if i should post based on locations of the holiday or by day. So I decided - by day it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday during the trip, I actually noted down a journal in my phone just so I wont forget what I did and where I go and this is where it comes in handy, for me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On 26th October 2010, I flew away to another country for the very first time, well besides Singapore of course. The vacation was a few days after watching Big Bang perform so I didnt feel the excitement at all. I was actually kinda dreading it, especially the early morning flight. I guess the best part of not looking forward to something is the surprisingness of the whole thing. Nais!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So our flight was at 6.30am. Which meant that we had to be at the airport at 4.30am. Which also meant that we gotta leave the house by 4am. Which meant I had to wake up at 3.45am. I slept at 11 something the previous night. FML. I guess the early flight was worth it because as we flew up, I saw this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA262138.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA262138.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After looking at this, I knocked out and woke up only to get an awesome view of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA262140.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA262140.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I slept for about 2 hours? Because the next thing I knew, we arrived!!! First thing that happened when we landed - we forgot to fill up the arrival card thing. We happily lined up, waiting for our turn to get our passports stamped only to find out that we gotta get out of the line and fill up the card, and then line up again. What a start right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After settling our arrival card hullabaloo, we couldn't find our luggage. Hah!! We waited and waited, watched a few rounds of the same bags passing us by but none of it was ours. Remember how I mentioned earlier that I wasn't feeling the excitement, well, I wasn't even freaking out with the possibility of our bags going missing. All I thought about was if the clothes in Macau can fit me and how cute the security dog was. So in the end, our luggage was kept in the lost and found counter. Apparently we wasted so much time at the check in point. Oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We later got into a cab and headed towards out hotel, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hotel Sintra&lt;/span&gt;. Here's some good publicity for them - it is beautiful, the staff there are kind, polite and just too nice and its near to everything. The main land of Macau is located directly opposite the airport so we had to cross a bridge to over the other side. duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA262145.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA262145.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After checking in, the first person we hunted for was Granduncle Lancelot. He is a well known priest in Macau and if you google him, there are articles about him. He is my grandpa (from mom's side) brother. We found his office, which was literally just down the road from our hotel and stayed a bit for a chat. He then decided to take us for a nice buffet lunch at one of the casino hotels there called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Star World Hotel &lt;/span&gt;together with some of his friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of his staff named Sonny brought us around for a ride in his car and to the Star World place. I think he's like granduncle Lancelot's assistant who brings him around when needed and helps him a lot. I like Sonny and I regret not taking a picture with him. He is the nicest person in Macau I've ever met, the hotel staff comes in second. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, the buffet lunch was amazing!! Either because I was uber hungry at the time or I just love buffets/food. Or maybe because its Macau. You know how when you go on holiday, everything there is lovely, even when its not. Granduncle Lancelot and his friends admitted that they liked me because of my eating skills. Now they know how worth it is to take me for buffet. Peace!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA262152.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA262152.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot that people over there dont speak english so I ended up making a sillyness out of me. For the full story, it will be best if i told you face to face. Its funnier. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we were done with lunch, we all headed down to the lobby and what was going on? Dancing performances. This group were dancing latin or salsa whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA262155.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA262155.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were watching, one of the cute guys (on the far left) suddenly walked up to me and asked me to dance with him. I looked at him in horror and vigorously shook my head. I later regretted my actions. Sigh. But still, a bit weird right? and I was scared and totally caught off guard. To make myself feel better, I made sure I told him &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Sorry....but you're cute :)' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then said goodbye to granduncle Lancelot and his friends and we were left on our own, to explore Macau!!! From the hotel, we walked and alked and walked without looking at directions. We just walked towards where ever our instinct (okay, more like my dad's) led us to. That was how we came across this building...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA262165.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA262165.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gorgeous lil place, I tell ya. If not mistaken, it is some kinda municipal thing where governmental meetings are held and so on. I think so. I was too busy admiring the place rather than reading descriptions. Heh. Then, we continued walking and walking and walking and walking until we found the Michael Jackson cafe mini museum place!!!!! I got super excited because I read about it somewhere and my parents said &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to visiting that place but since we found it....wooohoooo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA262180.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA262180.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excuse the blur picture because my dad doesnt know how to werk the camera. Ha ha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing about Macau is, no matter where you go and where you get lost to, you will always find your way back just by looking out for a tall building you recognize. Not so scary if you have people with you all the time lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we walked, we noticed there were so many pasar malam stall-like stuff. They sold mainly clothes and then bags, etc but they weren't very nice. Very rare to find something pretty unless to dig hard enough. Walked some more and found more cute eating place, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA262190.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA262190.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After walking past so many small stalls, suddenly we stumbled upon this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA262191.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA262191.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What. a. contrast!!! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When night came, we decided to head over to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;City of Dreams&lt;/span&gt;!!! That's where all the uber fancy hotels are at - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Venetian, Crown, Hard Rock&lt;/span&gt;. Oooh la la. There was a shuttle bus conveniently stationed outside our hotel so we hopped  on it and off we went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA262215.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA262215.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was taken at the entrance of Venetian. So gorgeous!!!!!!!!!!! And I felt like Lee Min Ho was there too, some how. Haha. I even took a picture on a bridge I thought that was part of the Boys Over Flowers show but turned out it wasnt. I didnt find that bridge tho. Grrr. But then again, I love how all the hotels there had a strong perfume smell. Lahvly!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here another snap of the daytime-ish feel of Venetian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA262226.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA262226.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so weird, before reaching City Of Dreams, I was energetic and I wasnt tired at all but after checking out everything at City Of Dreams, I instantly felt tired. Maybe because I was satisfied? Indeed, I was :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From being not that excited, I became more and more excited and just happy to be there and was looking forward to whatever that was to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We returned to the hotel past 11pm and all we wanted to do was sleep. It was a longggg day - from 3am up till 11pm plus so it was time to recharge our batteries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till meet again, in Day 2 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: most of my pictures are in FB so...yay!&lt;br /&gt;pps: ignore typoes and make out the word yourself. kthksbye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-2973067222774575117?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/2973067222774575117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=2973067222774575117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/2973067222774575117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/2973067222774575117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-1-clair-meets-macau-and-fell-in.html' title='Day 1 - Clair Meets Macau And Fell In Love'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-7261400432596434040</id><published>2011-01-01T23:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T13:05:40.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Twenty Ten Treated Me</title><content type='html'>I always thought and believed that how our year will turn out depends a lot on how we usher in the new year. Last year (as in 31.12.09), I hung out at an aunt's place with my parents and other uncles and aunties, fell asleep before counting down and did not witness any fireworks. Thus, I was prepared for a very slow, boring, lonely peaceful year ahead. Thank God I was proven wrong about my self-thought theory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year 2010, however, turned out to be such a good one and I mean it. I had so many great opportunities and I am glad that I savoured every one of them as I was there while it all happened. When the last week of 2010 approached, I asked myself if this year has been great. I automatically answered &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;!!! But after some pondering and reflecting, I realized that it was very much da bomb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my very own highlights of Twenty Ten, not in sequence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. First of all, I finally ended my 3 years of uni. I passed with a pretty decent CGPA and I got an A- for my last and final subject - maths!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P7312258-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/P7312258-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. After my exams, headed over to Singapore with Stephy. I see this as a highlight because at that time, I thought that its the only place outside Malaysia that i will step foot on. And its my first time going on my own with a friend so...yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P5081655-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/P5081655-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Worked part time at an organization that allowed me to make new friends and for the first time, made my working experience something to appreciate. I looked forward to going to work because of them. But due to some unexpected circumstances, I had to leave but we still keep in touch, on and off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P5261752.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/P5261752.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Chinese New Year 2010 was different from all the CNY I went through all my life - my cousins from Australia dropped by to celebrate it with us. For the first time during CNY, we werent squeezing our head thinking of fun things to do. Its very rare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P2151534.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/P2151534.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Watch West Side Story and fell asleep. hahaha. Definitely something worth remembering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P5141692.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/P5141692.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. In the beginning of the year, I participated in the samsung corby carnival thing with Rene. And I won the grand prize, a corby phone. It sucks big time for me because I already bought the phone before winning it. Not surprised at all. And I never won anything before so yay me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1161434.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/P1161434.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1161456-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/P1161456-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Got my first job as a graduate. Nothing fancy mancy but enough to get the ball rolling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo0439.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/Photo0439.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, excuse my messy work station. It is what it is. Hah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Reconnected with my school friends that I seldom communicated with in past years. This year, we caught up and made effort to meet as often as we could. I'm very glad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P7092251.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/P7092251.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PB202839.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PB202839.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Watched Kris Allen live shocwcase. nothing to shout about but I appreciate the free tickets that were given :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_5781.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/IMG_5781.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. My grandparents went through so much this year with colon cancer, heart problem, indigestion, etc. But they managed to pull through and I am thankful to God that they did. I always pray that they have the strength to go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P2151469.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/P2151469.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do the same for my Nanna too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Welcomed the latest addition to my lil world of pets. Rene got Cleo the hamster for me as a birthday gift and I love it!! Cleo and I actually get each other and she is pretty smart for a tiny animal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo0543.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/Photo0543.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Attended MTV Worldstage and saw Katy Perry in action!!!! That was my main purpose of going to this tiring concert so I feel kinda accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_6174.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/IMG_6174.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_6http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=11683885219.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/IMG_6219.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ADAM LAMBERT CONCERTTTTTT&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Enough said. *hearts* *smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_6347-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/IMG_6347-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_6378.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/IMG_6378.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Headed to Singapore for the 2nd that in 2010 but the difference now is, I went there all on my own!!!! Because cousin Su Yen was there a day earlier, therefore, travelling alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA232277.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA232277.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(To keep me company in the bus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason for being there? To watch BIG BANG!!!!!!! Another night to remember :)&lt;br /&gt;Till this day, I feel so blessed and thankful that I got a chance to watch them perform. They're like one of the people I must meet before I leave the world!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_6396-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/IMG_6396-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Traveled to a foreign land for the very first time. I am not shy to admit that I never been anywhere else but Malaysia and Singapore and to top it all off, ride in an airplane before (well I have but it was long ago and i dont recall it therefore, neven been on it). Once again, I appreciate this opportunity sooooo much for being able to see what its like in another country and learn more stuff. And then, also to proudly say that I've been to Macau, Hong Kong and China :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA262139.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA262139.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA262142.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA262142.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all, the best of 2010 for me. I am honestly very thankful for all of these things that took place. I may not show gratitude and all but deep down inside, I am really thankful. Yes, I noticed that i use that word a lot in this post but so what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For 2011, I wont deny it but I am excited and also nervous to see what's in store for me. I hope to receive good kind of surprises and I wanna travel morrrre!!!! Oh, fun trivia - my birthday, mtv worldstage and my graduation day happened all on the same day. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EXTREME BONUS&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooooo....here's to 2011. Just praying for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year to all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: excuse the typoes, if there are many.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-7261400432596434040?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/7261400432596434040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=7261400432596434040' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/7261400432596434040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/7261400432596434040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2011/01/how-twenty-ten-treated-me.html' title='How Twenty Ten Treated Me'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-4562623975626260796</id><published>2010-12-30T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T00:27:15.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Encounter With A Rainbow</title><content type='html'>Today, I went on a roller coaster ride of emotions. I stepped into the office and was informed that tomorrow is a public holiday to celebrate Malaysia's victory in the AFF Suzuki Cup. I never heard of the Cup until this week. Anyway, I was overjoyed, excited and just thankfull for the extra holiday. Then, many more happy things happened like how my dad made egg sandwich for breakfast, new season of Pretty Little Liars will be back in a few days and many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After like, say, 2 hours of happiness, the office declared &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; a public holiday and everything crushed!!! I had no mood to work and was thinking of ways to protest. I could only think of dressing up super casually to work and coming in slightly late. I was even considering to have my once in a while anger eating just to soothe myself but that didnt work out, due to my ego. Spotted some people I know at the place I was planning to pig out and decided to change lunch place. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, after like 4 hours of anger and ranting left and right, suddenly we got a memo saying &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ITS A PUBLIC HOLIDAY&lt;/span&gt;!!!! Happiness came right back on. I couldnt stop smiling. Wont talk more about why I think they suddenly decided to let us be on holiday because I wanna share something that is more interesting. Refer to the topic above :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, as I was leaving the office, I spotted a gorgeous and reasonable sized rainbow :) :)&lt;br /&gt;I love colours a whole lot so seeing a rainbow can transform me into a kid, a loser and a crazy idiot all jumbled up into one. I'm just glad that I was in the car while I released all my retarded-ness as I got closer to the rainbow, view wise that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=rb2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/rb2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you see it??? Dont mock me if you cant because I took this snapshop with my phone so....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay okay, here's a zoomed up version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=rb1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/rb1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! So in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just parked my car at the road side and stared at it until i was satisfied. For reals. As I was driving away, I couldnt stop saying &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Bye bye rainbow. Bye bye rainbow. BYE BYE RAINBOW!!!'&lt;/span&gt;. See? Crazy. Just when I thought that was it, I saw it again!! And I repeated the whole routine - stopped car (well, not on purpose because I was at the traffic light and it was red), stared, took pictures, and repeatedly said BYE BYE RAINBOW!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, thats pretty much it, my encounter with a rainbow. I wanna see more!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: ooohhh....just a day left in 2010. So many things I am seriously thankful for. Will blab about in next post ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-4562623975626260796?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/4562623975626260796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=4562623975626260796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/4562623975626260796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/4562623975626260796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-encounter-with-rainbow.html' title='My Encounter With A Rainbow'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-133279343549057720</id><published>2010-12-25T16:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T16:56:09.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!! To All, With Lahv.</title><content type='html'>Watched this video at church this afternoon. Its about the birth of Jesus Christ adapted into modern age digital whatever. Seriously, just watch it. I found it pretty cute and funny. I hope you do too. Its my gift. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="600" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GkHNNPM7pJA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GkHNNPM7pJA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="600" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;MERRY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;CHRISTMAS&lt;/span&gt;!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be safe, stuff your face and have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much lahv,&lt;br /&gt;CLAIRwithoutE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-133279343549057720?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/133279343549057720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=133279343549057720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/133279343549057720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/133279343549057720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas-to-all-with-lahv.html' title='Merry Christmas!! To All, With Lahv.'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-2279609132332248066</id><published>2010-12-24T18:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T19:14:27.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Eve Of Christmas</title><content type='html'>Wow...once again its Christmas. Well, the eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not feeling the Christmassy mood just yet. I am excited about the food that will be served tonight though. My mother is making her roast pork, then we'll have salad with zanmai's special sauce, mashed potatoes, yada yada yada. Very lovely. Then tomorrow night, when the rest of the family comes over, we'll be having catered food from 1920. We ordered from there during my 21st birthday party and I remember how heavenly the food was so....even more excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's been up with me since I last blogged (if you dont count the glozell video one. Hah!)? Well, I've resigned from my current job. I know, shocker!!! Not because I couldnt survive, no worries but I got a new job else where and will start in February therefore, I have one month of work left in this current company. I wont be saying anything about the new job yet because I wanna see how it all goes, then only I'll story more over here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never expected that resigning was so difficult. It wouldnt be if you hate your job and hate your boss but I found it difficult because I respect my supervisor and I just started getting comfortable there. I know, then why resign right? Well, two things that i am most concerned about - my career and my social life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My career - I spent 3 years in university studying marketing and my parents forked out moolah for it so I felt bad throwing all my education away by working as an admin person/nothing related to what I sstudied/cannot apply what I studied. Not that there isnt any career advancement there but I dont think its healthy for me. Not sure how to explain it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My social life - At work, I have lunch alone on most days. I dont hang out with my colleagues after working hours and most of them are married. so...how? It has made me even more aunty than before. Also not healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm hoping that this new job will create more opportunities for me to get to know more people, build friendships and be more exposed I guess. Resigning was difficult for me mainly because I felt bad for just leaving without any sign and after so much that has been passed down to me. I actually teared up while talking to my supervisor until my contact lense also dropped. Hahah. I'm emotional like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's pretty much it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a different topic, I have a few goals I would like to achieve. new ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Visit Europe!! I know its in everyone's list but it was never in mine and I never cared but now, I wanna go and see buildings!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- But myself a perfume. All this while, I get free ones. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Get a new car under my own name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Travel some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie dokes. Chao chin chao!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas everyone :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-2279609132332248066?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/2279609132332248066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=2279609132332248066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/2279609132332248066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/2279609132332248066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2010/12/eve-of-christmas.html' title='The Eve Of Christmas'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-1663389865292184761</id><published>2010-12-23T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T00:45:26.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laughing Matter</title><content type='html'>My latest Glozell video, since I have no words this past week :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XD_W7zoBqTA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XD_W7zoBqTA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont hold your laughter in when you watch this. Laugh it out!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-1663389865292184761?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/1663389865292184761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=1663389865292184761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/1663389865292184761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/1663389865292184761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2010/12/laughing-matter.html' title='Laughing Matter'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-42273234256773449</id><published>2010-12-15T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T21:19:00.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Did Not Expect The Unexpected</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Once again, I am reminded why I shouldnt trust anyone or fall for their nice-ness so easily. You see, the problem with me is that when I meet people, I forget that they are capable of being someone I dont want them to be therefore, I end up being the victim and I end up hating them. Hence, Little Miss Hater. I hate to hate people but what to do? Their true colours make me who I am so, sorry I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story is like this, my boss was away from work for two days. Today she came back and suddenly asked me why didnt I do one of the tasks that was to be done. Me, being clueless, just replied '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;because I didnt know I was supposed to do it?'&lt;/span&gt; True what. Then she said that I should have called her to confirm it. Then I answered, '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but I havent seen this thing before. I didnt know I had to do it&lt;/span&gt;'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it turns out that one if the colleagues told my boss that she asked me to do this task and I apparently didnt do it. Like....wtf  much? First of all, I dont remember being asked to do anything except whatever my boss told me to do and secondly, if I really forgot, isnt it this colleague's job to remind me or something??? This may not be a big deal but to me it is. Why am I to blame? kns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my boss know me well enough, she would know that I always do whatever is told. If I am in the process of completing one task and suddenly something else pops in, I will finish that popped in task and then continue the other later. I wanted to tell my boss this but why create havoc when there shouldnt be one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the whole day, I couldnt talk, I couldnt smile and I was not in the mood for anything all because of this colleague. The best part? She's really nice so all this was so not what I would expect coming from her. Reminded me of an incident that happened sometime this year on Hari Raya Eve. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatevs lah. Just wanna steer clear of such people. I wanna hear her side of the story tho but nah, I'll just stick to mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: the only thing increasing in my working life is the task, not pay.&lt;br /&gt;pps: one of the guys in my office is using Bieber's Baby as his ringtone. Like...REALLY???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-42273234256773449?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/42273234256773449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=42273234256773449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/42273234256773449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/42273234256773449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2010/12/did-not-expect-unexpected.html' title='Did Not Expect The Unexpected'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-6115901295137269650</id><published>2010-12-13T21:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T22:16:53.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dont Boss me, Boss!!!</title><content type='html'>So, few weeks ago, I was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;instructed &lt;/span&gt;to help out with the church choir during Christmas mass. I wasnt asked in a nice way and was told what to do therefore, I didnt give a yes or a no answer. I just closed my ears and walked away. Then last week, this person instructed me and informed that I am in charged of helping out with the choir. Not singing you know, I have to be the projectionist. And, this person didnt even ask if I was okay doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She: Clair...so you do the projection during Christmas mass ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Me: Dont you have anyone else to do it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She: Starting next week you gotta sit in the projection room and learn ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Me: Dont. you. have. anyone. else. to. do. it????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She:.....*totally went off topic*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;me: *quietly walks away*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, if she asked in a nicer way and in a kind tone, i would consider or maybe have pity and just do it anyways. But the way she friggin &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;INSTRUCTED&lt;/span&gt; me to do so just turned me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, I hate Sparky the cocker spaniel. If I had a choice, I wouldnt even want to feed him and take him out but everytime I wanna ignore him, he'll look at me with his big round eyes and make the pitiful sound thing and that will instantly melt my heart. Now, if he bites me and growls at me no matter what, confirm I wont layan him right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the same theory applies lor. Thats why I dont wanna help out at all. It may not be so much of a christmassy spirit kinda thing but screw it!!! If this person wants and needs help, try asking and not telling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suck it, bezitch!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-6115901295137269650?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/6115901295137269650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=6115901295137269650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/6115901295137269650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/6115901295137269650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2010/12/dont-boss-me-boss.html' title='Dont Boss me, Boss!!!'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-3755564165820463549</id><published>2010-12-04T13:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T13:56:28.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4th Day Of The Last Month Of The Year</title><content type='html'>Its December already and what I have achieved?? &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOTHING MUCH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still havent got a new job.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still solo.&lt;br /&gt;I didnt get a new car.&lt;br /&gt;I didnt win the lottery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...a lot of wonderful amazing things happened to me this year. it may not be big to some of you but it was to me and I will gladly and proudly carry it with me everywhere I go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, there are soooo many good movies out now ey. I wanna watch....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social Network&lt;br /&gt;Rapunzel&lt;br /&gt;Gulliver's Travel&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I guess thats all the movies I wanna watch. haha. Need to find kaki and time to watch em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all from now. Yet to blog about my vacay that was 2 months ago. Oops!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-3755564165820463549?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/3755564165820463549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=3755564165820463549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/3755564165820463549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/3755564165820463549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2010/12/12th-day-of-last-month-of-year.html' title='4th Day Of The Last Month Of The Year'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-6769350005775129422</id><published>2010-11-28T15:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T19:10:24.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One On One Time With The Man Upstairs</title><content type='html'>Dear God, why is life so unfair?&lt;br /&gt;Okay, before You call me a drama queen for asking such a stupid question, hear me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- There are 7 days in a week. I work for 5 days and get only 2 days off. Some people only get 1 and a half days off. Unfair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I wait for so long for a particular event, date, etc but once it arrives, it goes by even before I can say...'Yayy!!'. Unfair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I help the people I care about but the people I care about dont seem to wanna help back. Unfair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- All the money I earn isnt exactly for me to spend on myself (well ok, mabe like 40% is for me but still)  and be happy. Its mainly for daily needs and what nots. Unfair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Its okay for people to be rude, annoying, and unreasonable to me but I am smart enough to not do it back (unless necessary). Unfair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- We have to apologise to people even if we are not in the wrong. Unfair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Other people who dont deserve to have a partner, have a partner. Me? I has no one. Unfair. (This one a bit despo lah. sorry. hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Why, God? Why? Its alight, I dont blame You. These are just stuff that float around my mind when I dont think of anything useful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-6769350005775129422?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/6769350005775129422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=6769350005775129422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/6769350005775129422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/6769350005775129422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2010/11/one-on-one-time-with-man-upstairs.html' title='One On One Time With The Man Upstairs'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-8025125607217016135</id><published>2010-11-27T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T11:11:00.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>B to the I to the G, B to the A N G</title><content type='html'>Over a month ago, I was rawking out at the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Korean Pop Night Concert&lt;/span&gt; and totally went crazy for none other than &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BIG BANG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!! Watching Big Bang perform that night made my heart skip so many beats. I was super happy that I got to see them but at the same time, I didnt wanna watch them yet because once they come out, it will end before I know it. Sigh. But the show must go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I attended the concert in Singapore with Cousin Su Yen. I was glad that she also was so eager to go because she wanted to catch her favo girls - Girls Generation. Her love for them is as much as my love for Big Bang so...win-win. If I had to choose, I think they're better than Wonder Girls. Just sayin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the concert was pretty good. The famous bands sang like 5 songs and above. The not so known ones sang 3 songs so, it was good. Haha. Best part was, Big bang came out last and they made my wait very worth while. Another best part was, there was no bullshit in the middle of the concert like break lah, nonsense talking, etc. It was all straight to the point and not much waiting. I liked!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Big Bang came out to perform, I was, no surprise, super excited and happy and everything else. I couldnt believe that they were right in front of my eyes and I am finally watching them in action!!!! Imagine, from watching them on tv and youtube to watching them in front of you. No doubt, our seats were shitty but still...&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FAWESOME!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I dont feel like writing much because....no writing mojo today so I'll just show some pictures i took. Some of the best ones only because the rest were....yuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First....FT Island took the stage. Didnt know any of their songs. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA232285.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA232285.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After them, a few other artistes came out. I didnt know the songs and who they were therefore, no photos. When Shinee performed, we knew that from there onwards, it will be all screams from us because, we know them. Haha!! Unfortunately, no photos of them. Dont remember why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls Generation, surprisingly got me singing along to the songs I'm familiar with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA232320.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/PA232320.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, Big Bang!!!!!!!! I screamed, i sang along, I screamed some more, I took videos and too pictures. Oh and stared at them dreamily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_6396.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/IMG_6396.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_6387.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/IMG_6387.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They sang the most songs tho. That's why, the wait, the money spent and whatever was very worth while!! I thought that after watching them, I had no more mission in life (when it comes to attending concerts) but now, I do have a mission - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GO FOR THEIR FULL LENGTH CONCERT&lt;/span&gt;!!! Yeahh...that's the dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides the awesome concert, I spent money on some awesome items while shopping. Oh, I missed my bus on  the day i was supposed to head home. I got all pissed and frustrated but that lead me to being able to shop and buy. Nais!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, the end. I got a feeling that this post is a bore to read. Shrugs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-8025125607217016135?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/8025125607217016135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=8025125607217016135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/8025125607217016135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/8025125607217016135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2010/11/b-to-i-to-g-b-to-a-n-g.html' title='B to the I to the G, B to the A N G'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-506041319636013602</id><published>2010-11-23T22:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T22:05:59.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ooops!!!</title><content type='html'>Attempt to blog - &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FAIL!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry. Haha. I am such a lousy blogger. I cannot be like this!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have a new motivation to make me wanna work - an Olympus Pen. I wants to get my handz on that baby XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-506041319636013602?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/506041319636013602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=506041319636013602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/506041319636013602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/506041319636013602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2010/11/ooops.html' title='Ooops!!!'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-6318415001863074276</id><published>2010-11-18T21:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T22:36:24.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreaming Queen</title><content type='html'>I dreamt of this guy last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/TOU5oA1ABMI/AAAAAAAAANQ/fkNDwkNyXTk/s1600/adamlevine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 183px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/TOU5oA1ABMI/AAAAAAAAANQ/fkNDwkNyXTk/s320/adamlevine.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540898276129113282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasnt anything horny. It was very very weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just say it had something to do with me desperately wanting to take a picture with him but he was drunk and all the self cam shots I took with him was all ruined due to lighting, his drunk expressions, etc. Then the people around us were drunk too and they volunteered to take the picture for me but in the end, they didnt. They just laughed a lot and forgot about my photo. Stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly I ended up somewhere else, in a house of a person i know. weirddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: adam levine is super duper hawttt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-6318415001863074276?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/6318415001863074276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=6318415001863074276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/6318415001863074276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/6318415001863074276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2010/11/dreaming-queen.html' title='Dreaming Queen'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/TOU5oA1ABMI/AAAAAAAAANQ/fkNDwkNyXTk/s72-c/adamlevine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-8510988774097608199</id><published>2010-11-15T22:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T22:23:35.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just This Thing I Call 'Inspiration'</title><content type='html'>When I first heard this song, I just liked the tune and didnt think much of it until a few days ago, when I watched the video and read the lyrics word by word. It really touched me and made me feel pretty special I guess. Now I have a song to turn to whenever I feel like shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it is, for your entertainment - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Katy Perry's Fireworks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QGJuMBdaqIw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QGJuMBdaqIw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Do you ever feel like a plastic bag,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; drifting through the wind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; wanting to start again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; Do you ever feel, feel so paper thin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; like a house of cards,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; one blow from caving in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; Do you ever feel already buried deep?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; 6 feet under screams but no one seems to hear a thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; Do you know that there's still a chance for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; 'Cause there's a spark in you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; You just gotta ignite, the light, and let it shine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; Just own the night like the 4th of July&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; 'Cause baby you're a firework&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; Come on, show 'em what you're worth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; As you shoot across the sky-y-y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; Baby, you're a firework&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; Come on, let your colors burst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; You're gonna leave 'em falling awe-awe-awe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; You don't have to feel like a waste of space&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; You're original, cannot be replaced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; If you only knew what the future holds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; After a hurricane comes a rainbow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; Maybe your reason why all the doors are closed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; So you could open one that leads you to the perfect road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; Like a lightning bolt, your heart will glow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; And when it's time, you'll know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; You just gotta ignite, the light, and let it shine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; Just own the night like the 4th of July&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; 'Cause baby you're a firework&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; Come on, show 'em what you're worth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; As you shoot across the sky-y-y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; Baby, you're a firework&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; Come on, let your colors burst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; Make 'em go "Oh, Oh, Oh"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; You're gonna leave 'em falling awe-awe-awe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; Boom, boom, boom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; Even brighter than the moon, moon, moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; It's always been inside of you, you, you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; And now it's time to let it through-ough-ough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; 'Cause baby you're a firework&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; Come on, show 'em what you're worth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; Make 'em go "Oh, Oh, Oh"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; As you shoot across the sky-y-y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; Baby, you're a firework&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; Come on, let your colors burst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; Make 'em go "Oh, Oh, Oh"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; You're gonna leave 'em falling awe-awe-awe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that this song inspires you just like how is has done me :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-8510988774097608199?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/8510988774097608199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=8510988774097608199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/8510988774097608199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/8510988774097608199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2010/11/just-this-thing-i-call-inspiration.html' title='Just This Thing I Call &apos;Inspiration&apos;'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-7826378096863849226</id><published>2010-11-13T20:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T22:24:28.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confessions Of A Dumb Blonde (At Heart)</title><content type='html'>- I was watching this video of a Singaporean comedian named Kumar, which a friend of mine shared with me on FB. I've seen him on tv before and I find him really funny. Very natural dude/dudette. Anyway, one of the jokes was if chinese plus indian is chindian, then what is chinese plus baiyi. Normal people will get the joke immediately lah but nooo, dumb blonde me needed time to think and came up with 'ChiYi'. As in chai yi. Wtf is wrong with me? hahaha. duh, its chibai lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Was at a Gucci store today, checking out some stuff. Its not really my kinda thang lah, wanting to enter a branded outlet but my friend wanted to so i just tagged along. Spotted some shiny accessories and instantly walked towards it. I stuck my hand out, wanting to touch the shiny bling bling accessories when I suddenly realised it was all protected by a glass thing. Too distracted by the bling-ness or just really duh? *shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- While walking at the Windows Of The World in Shen Zhen, China, I noticed that there was music coming from hidden speakers. Like over here, music can be heard when we're indoors but this one got music outdoors and i was wondering where in the world is it coming from. So I looked up at the trees and my powderful ears finally made me find out where it came from - a fake mushroom placed on the grass. So, I just stared at it while walking. Then, a random girl passed by and stared at me staring at the mushroom. My mom then stared back at this random girl who was staring at me staring at the mushroom speakers. Haha. Have to be there to see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, sorry. That's all i got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-7826378096863849226?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/7826378096863849226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=7826378096863849226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/7826378096863849226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/7826378096863849226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2010/11/confessions-of-dumb-blonde-at-heart.html' title='Confessions Of A Dumb Blonde (At Heart)'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-3255027350518811167</id><published>2010-11-06T13:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T13:23:00.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Makes Me Wanna Whip My Hair Back &amp; Forth</title><content type='html'>Anyone heard of Willow Smith? I'm sure you have. She's Will Smith's 10 year old daughter and she has started her singing career. A bit too young right? Hope she has a proper childhood lah with all this singing and what nots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I heard that she has a new song out, I ignored it. Didnt even wanna bother checking it out because it might sound kiddy and probably wont be my kinda music. Last night, I checked out the MV and I was wrong!!!!!!!!! Watch to see yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ymKLymvwD2U?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ymKLymvwD2U?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally underestimated her. This song is cool and I like the video. I love how she whips her hair and all. Fuh!! She looks sooo like her karate kid brother, maybe like twins even. I dont see much of Will Smith's features tho. Now, she's the one to watch out for :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-3255027350518811167?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/3255027350518811167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=3255027350518811167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/3255027350518811167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/3255027350518811167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2010/11/makes-me-wanna-whip-my-hair-back-forth.html' title='Makes Me Wanna Whip My Hair Back &amp; Forth'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-8869071659957576417</id><published>2010-11-05T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T12:39:39.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Glambert Makes Me Wanna Listen To Music Again</title><content type='html'>Yooohooo!! I'm back from my long awaited vacation. Had no inspiration to blog since I got home and since its a holiday today, I decided to do so. Isnt it unfair? We wait for sooooo longggg for a particular something to happen and when it does, it goes by within a flash. In this case, my vacation lah. Waited since March for this trip and it passed by so fast. Grrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, not here to sound depressing. I wanna share about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adam Lambert's Glamnation Concert &lt;/span&gt;that was held on the 14th October 2010 at the Putra Stadium in Bukit Jalil. Me, being a fan since Idol days, was of course very super extremely excited about the concert. Lets just say he is on my 'people I wanna see before I die' list. I was so excited that I couldnt stop smiling to myself (I looked like a dumbo doing that) and I was actually counting down to the day. Been a while since I felt this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attended the epic concert with my favo peoples...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_6347.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/IMG_6347.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desiree brought her lil bro along. I'm glad we entertained him with our never ending nonsense. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concert did not disappoint as well. Despite all the useless protest from people who do not support him, the show still went on and it was very very very awesome. To be honest, I didnt even know there was a protest going on outside until I read the papers the next day. And the picture showed how people were protesting and a couple walking past them, entering the stadium. Hahaha. Pff. Seriously, pointless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Protest all you want, but it was a full house event anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_6356.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/IMG_6356.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were opening acts before Adam came out. I didnt expect it at all and was surprised. What kind of opening act was that? Just some malay guy I didnt know and Daniel Lee. And they weren't good. Maybe it was a good warm up session for us lah but nope, didnt enjoy it at all. I choose to think that the reason they came out was to test the sound system. Hahaha. I am mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting, the crowd got restless and decided to play with yellow balls given by Digi, the sponsor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_6355.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/IMG_6355.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These balls can be scary when it comes right at your face. We had no where to run!!! Still traumatised from the ball effect that happened during the MTV World Stage. shudders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a big fan of his, I enjoyed myself so much even tho some of the songs he sang were not really my fave. When the songs I knew came on, I got even more excited and happy. I mean, finally, I get to see my man do his thang right in front of my eyes. Unforgettable!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I didnt enjoy was how all the slow songs were arranged to be sung back to back. It got a bit lullaby-ish, no offense and he didnt kiss any guy. But other than that, I had fun!!! Best part was he sang Fever!! This song is pretty sexual so I kinda had a feeling he wont even sing this song since we are very "sensitive" but he did and...&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YAYYYY!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Super enjoyment :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, one more disappointment - the back drop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_6350.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/IMG_6350.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh??? That was it??? I was expecting something more extravagant but its alright. Its the performance that matters. Heh. The backdrop kinda made us think that he would come out in jeans and a while t-shirt. Wont be surprised but he proved us wrong. His costumes was exactly what and how I imagined. Lovely!! He looked pretty, seksi, gorgeous and everything!! During the boring songs, I made sure I had a good look at him so that I can get it embedded in my memory. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that day, there was also a dress-up-like-glambert contest going on. When we just arrived, we spotted Conrad's friend who was all dressed up and we could tell, he was joining the contest. We couldnt stop mocking his outfit and as a payback to us, he won the contest thing. What???? Karma betul. He won a meet and greet thing and when he told us how it all went down, we weren't so jealous anymore. It was just like Adam greeting a bunch of students and they took class photos. That's not meet and greet. That's just Meet. Here I thought, he would chat with people one on one or have a mini autograph session. Boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here are just two shots of him that I wanna share here because I uploaded the rest in FB and the other rest are for my eyes only. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this outfit the besttttt!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_6360.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/IMG_6360.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another best one was when he wore a sleeveless vest and he put on a tail jacket along with a walking cane. Yumm!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_6376.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/IMG_6376.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I weird to be in love with a guy who puts on more make up than me? Sighh &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So overall, a fantastic show that left me feeling so depressed because I wanted more. Til we meet again, Glambert!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-8869071659957576417?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/8869071659957576417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=8869071659957576417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/8869071659957576417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/8869071659957576417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2010/11/glambert-makes-me-wanna-listen-to-music.html' title='Glambert Makes Me Wanna Listen To Music Again'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-8082003911104275883</id><published>2010-10-25T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T22:00:35.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogger's Note</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*In Janice from Friends tone*&lt;/span&gt; Oh.....My......Gawwwwddd!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching Big Bang at the Korean Pop Concert On Saturday in Singapore makes me feel like I dont have anymore purpose in life. Haha, Its like...I dont have anyone I want to watch in concert anymore. I've seen Adam Lambert and Big Bang, so whats next? oh I know!! Big Bang's full length concert. Aha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, still love drunk. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I'm leaving for Macau tomorrow morning at 6.30am. Yawns!! I am not excited yet but I hope I'll be by tomorrow lah. Will be back next Wednesday so until then, Chao chin chao from me. I wont be tweeting or blogging or fb-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I get back, I'll show off my concert pictures and more aite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, goodbye baybehh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-8082003911104275883?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/8082003911104275883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=8082003911104275883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/8082003911104275883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/8082003911104275883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2010/10/bloggers-note.html' title='Blogger&apos;s Note'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-517648441606696870</id><published>2010-10-21T21:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T00:01:49.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking For The Key To My Heart</title><content type='html'>For the past week, I've been doing key related stuff. Like duplicating, arranging, testing, labeling, yada yada yada. It may sound simple and easy but it is not. Its tedious, frustrating and confusing. At one point, i felt like crying while getting this job done. Maybe I felt that way because it was a day after Lambert's concert and I was depressed. Haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, one of the staff saw me arranging the keys and she asked me, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"So, who has the keys to your heart?"&lt;/span&gt;. That was when imaginations started flooding my mind. First of all, no one has the keys to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why is that? Maybe because....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The keys are on the floor and people just walk pass it and ignore it. Oh, and they are kicking it around too. And stepping on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Someone who took it earlier lost it/misplaced it and never bothered to make a copy of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- There is someone who managed to get hold of the key but had butter fingers and let is slipped, then lost it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My heart doesnt have a key hole to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of life's great mysteries ey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you dont get what I am blabbering about, its alright. Move along.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-517648441606696870?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/517648441606696870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=517648441606696870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/517648441606696870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/517648441606696870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2010/10/looking-for-key-to-my-heart.html' title='Looking For The Key To My Heart'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-6664002638339626189</id><published>2010-10-20T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T20:33:19.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Is Hurted</title><content type='html'>I am very the disappointment. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, I attended an interview at this company which I thought was pretty awesome. I answered the questions properly, I was confident and I was myself. All in all, I left the interview with a good and positive feeling inside of me. I was excited, for the first time, in a long time, about something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I received a letter from them saying that I have been rejected. Like...wtfccbkns!!!! Oh, before I proceed, the position I applied for was a management trainee position. So, the reason why I wasnt selected is because I dont have enough experience and I am not suited blah blah blahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so tell me, what other experience do you need to be a management trainee??? In the job ad, they said fresh grads are encouraged to apply but what happened??? Trainee positions are supposed to be for us lost souls who just escaped from uni to discover and explore what we want. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Not enough experience'&lt;/span&gt; is a bullshit excuse, if you ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it was the way i carried myself or I am not smart enough it or not pretty enough or whatever. It hurts!! I need to discover what is so wrong about me that i dont ace any of the interviews i attended, except the one that got me my current job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-6664002638339626189?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/6664002638339626189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=6664002638339626189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/6664002638339626189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/6664002638339626189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-is-hurted.html' title='I Is Hurted'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-3666877790309932521</id><published>2010-10-17T18:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T18:28:25.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This &amp; That &amp; Here &amp; There</title><content type='html'>1. I am still hung over from the Adam Lambert concert. This is bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. You know how some people dont get along with their parents during their teens? I didnt happen to me but I think its happening now. I guess this phase came late for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Stout seem to be having problems with his leg and he is beginning to snap at me whenever I wanna carry him into the house. I'm afraid and worried :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Bought tickets for my Singapore trip next week. First time traveling alone to go over the sea. Not sure how I should be feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Not loving my current job task. Its very frustrating that I can cry. Maybe I'm just a drama queen thats why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Less than a week more till I see Bigbang!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. One week and 2 days till I leave on the jet plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Too many things going on this month. I need to pause time for awhile please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-3666877790309932521?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/3666877790309932521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=3666877790309932521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/3666877790309932521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/3666877790309932521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2010/10/this-that-here-there.html' title='This &amp; That &amp; Here &amp; There'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-6119033302922356507</id><published>2010-10-13T21:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T21:33:07.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On A High!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Wow, I've been such an obedient blogger this week....so far. That's good. Clair likes this. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just here to post up something short. Many should know that tomorrow is (one of) &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; day I've been looking forward to for over a month. Time flew just like that and taaadaaaa...here I am, getting all excited and impatient. Yes, it is Adam lambert's Glam Nation concert tomorrow night and I am psyched!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So psyched that.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I cant wipe off the silly smile/grin off my face&lt;br /&gt;- I am annoying my mom by asking what day is it tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;- I keep listening to his songs over and over again&lt;br /&gt;- cant decide what to wear&lt;br /&gt;- seriously will wear glasses so I can take a gooood and clear look at him while he performs&lt;br /&gt;- I am gonna recharge my camera battery...some more!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I get a wooooot wooooot?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, finally got it out of my system. I hope I can sleep tonight peacefully and I hope tomorrow, I wont dread work. Teeeheee. Oh, I also dont wish to suffer from post-glam nation concert fever. Worst than breaking up with a bf, I think. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if I will be this excited on the day I get married or get a promotion or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yabadabaaadoooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abudhabidoooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay stop it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-6119033302922356507?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/6119033302922356507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=6119033302922356507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/6119033302922356507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/6119033302922356507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2010/10/on-high.html' title='On A High!!!!!'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-1903417455216739799</id><published>2010-10-12T18:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T21:01:35.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Inner Book Worm</title><content type='html'>Whenever someone asks me what my hobby is, I would happily say reading. Then of course, the list goes on like watching tv, listening to music, gossiping and many more. So, once I say reading, the next question would be '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;who's your favo author&lt;/span&gt;?'. I would usually either stare blankly and change the topic, mumble something random or walk away. Then I would think long and hard about who's my favo author.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, when you ask me that question, I can and will proudly say &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SOPHIE KINSELLA&lt;/span&gt;!!! I think she has awesome writing style and whenever I read her book, I can never put it down. She's hilarious, I tell ya. I've read all her Shopaholic series, Undomestic Goddess and Remember Me. The latest one that got me hooked would be Twenties Girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=twenties-girl.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/clairz/twenties-girl.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started reading it last Monday and finished it today. Once I started, I seriously couldnt stop reading. When I read other books, I can get restless but the ones Sophie writes are just so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wanna-stop-reading-but-cannot-so-must-continue&lt;/span&gt; kinda thing. Nicey!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to share the synopsis of the story but i cant find it so I got the video trailer instaed. Ch-ch-ch-check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9ZgB0_0-Lhg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9ZgB0_0-Lhg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were 2 parts from the story that made me laugh so much. But I had to control lah because i was reading it at work. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part #1 - Lara (the main character) had to attend her great-aunt's funeral. After talking and being caught up with something else, she ended up being late for the ceremony. She entered the funeral parlour and was amazed with the crowd, the flowers and the songs that were sung. She was touched and she started crying. It was weird lah because she wasnt close with this relative anyway. After a moment of talking to somebody beside her, she realised that she was at the wrong funeral!!!! damn malu lah. First she cried like she was sad and then find out she cried for the wrong person. I LMAO-ed silently at this part. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part #2 - Her great-aunt Sadie is a ghost that follows her everywhere. She spotted a hot guy named Ed and made Lara stalk him so she can ask him out on her behalf. Sadie giving directions and all. She followed him into the office building, went to his office room only to get-crash a business meeting. So, she asked Sadie which was the guy she was eye-ing and she pointed at Mr. American Frown. Lara was shocked and she shouted '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Him????&lt;/span&gt;'. When she realised that everyone turned and stared at her, she saved herself with a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Ahem..hrrrm....hrrrrrrm'&lt;/span&gt;. Okay, it might not seem like much but it made me laughed as well. Maybe because I imagined the whole scenario. teeeheee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sad now that I have finished reading it before my Macau trip. But I wont mind going for another round. Tooooo goooood. I rate it - 10000000 stars :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna buy her other books tho, just for collection wise and read it again. Its worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-1903417455216739799?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/1903417455216739799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=1903417455216739799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/1903417455216739799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/1903417455216739799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-inner-book-worm.html' title='My Inner Book Worm'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-8451746512181115739</id><published>2010-10-11T21:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T21:59:08.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sucks To Be Me</title><content type='html'>Its been almost 2 months since I jumped into the working world.&lt;br /&gt;I thought that by now I would have already realize what I want to do and what nots.&lt;br /&gt;But sadly, I am still stuck in the same hole.&lt;br /&gt;Did not move an inch.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what I want, what I like and the list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;How can a fresh graduate not know what she wants?&lt;br /&gt;She had three years to think about it but no, she didnt take hard enough.&lt;br /&gt;All she did was sit back, relaxed and watch downloaded series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends, on the other hand, seem very happy at work.&lt;br /&gt;They're doing something they're interested in&lt;br /&gt;They made new friends and look like the forgotten the old ones (Hahaa!!)&lt;br /&gt;And they seem to fit in.&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I'm very neutral about everything.&lt;br /&gt;I didnt make any new best friends at work.&lt;br /&gt;So if I leave this job, I wont feel sad, unlike the previous recruitment job I had.&lt;br /&gt;And I am neither here and neither there when it comes to how I feel about work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sucks to be me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-8451746512181115739?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/8451746512181115739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=8451746512181115739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/8451746512181115739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/8451746512181115739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2010/10/sucks-to-be-me.html' title='Sucks To Be Me'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-1235714353898668097</id><published>2010-10-09T10:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T11:00:03.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Would You Do by City High</title><content type='html'>Yesterday morning, I woke up with this song stuck in my head. I dunno how and why it got into my head but it was just there. I silently sang it while showering, making my breakfast and as I entered my car to head to work. I remember liking this song like waaaaay back then and i forgot about its existence until yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna share the song here together with the lyrics. I know, I know...not another sharing of a Youtube video right? But hear me out lah. Just listen to the song, read the lyrics and enjoy, I guess. Its pretty inspiring and touching lah. Makes you learn how to appreciate life more and learn to do the right thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ehMSOycb5Lg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ehMSOycb5Lg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See? I even purposely chose the video with the lyrics and not the MV. For you alls to read :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-1235714353898668097?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/1235714353898668097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=1235714353898668097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/1235714353898668097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/1235714353898668097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2010/10/what-would-you-do-by-city-high.html' title='What Would You Do by City High'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683885.post-3197913319747307845</id><published>2010-10-02T14:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T21:03:53.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At The Top Of My Head</title><content type='html'>I was thinking of writing about a few different things in a separate posts but I dont see the point of it so I'll just word vomit all over here. Be ready, all you lazy readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You know how most series has this recap thing at the beginning of every episode? Like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'previously on....'&lt;/span&gt;. I used to think that people who dont remember what happened last was very stupid. How can they not remember if they love the show so much or want to know what happened next??? Well, today I got the taste of my own medicine and appreciated the whole 'recap' thing because I forgot what happened last season of Desperate Housewives. I forgot a lot apparently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Just finished watching the Britney episode of Glee and I loved it!!!!!! I think the funny Brittany girl is such a good singer and dancer. Brittany Susan Pears/Piers. Brittany S. Pears. Brittany Spears. LMAO. I love her now and yes, she should do the solos from now on. I dont need (and like) Rachel Berry!!! She spoiled the Baby One More Time song for me. Thanks. Anyway, yay...this is an episode worth rewatching :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;psssst: wanted to tweet this thing but for Conrad's sake, i didnt. So too bad lah if he decides to pop by this blawg. Hahah!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Last night I was at this pub place near Uncle Ken's house with the relatives and some random friends to celebrate Aunty Sally's birthday. Then I noticed this really old mat salleh guy (I'm talking beer belly, lotsa white hair on head and face) with an exotic looking much younger girl. Exotic as in....not chinese or eurasian. Maybe eurasian or something else. Not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, these two were sitting at a corner near the pool table and being so lovey dovey (ie: kissing, hugging, whispering. etc). Nothing wrong with that at all but it just got me wondering...why?? I mean why would a sweet young thing choose such an old man when she can easily snag any younger guys anywhere. I think its either because...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- There's a very low chance of her getting knocked up.&lt;br /&gt;- He has much much much mooolah.&lt;br /&gt;- She's stupid and bored.&lt;br /&gt;- He's stupid and bored.&lt;br /&gt;- They both find each other very exotic. I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. This whole week, I've been working from 7.30am to 4.30pm, and I enjoy it because I go home before everyone does. There's another shift that's from 10am to 7pm and this new colleague instantly chose the 10am one from the day our boss told us about it. I remember him telling me that its better if we maintain because it wont kacau each ohter's timing blah blah blah ok whatever. So, me being so unhappy about the change in working hours, accepted it and chose the 7.30am shift. I learnt to love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, this feller want to switch shift with me. At first, he asked in a joking way and I also answered in a joking way (to which I said NO) while laughing but also meant it. Then, he asked again and again and again and I kept giving a very uncomfortable no. If he does it again, i think I will explode in front of his face with an effing NO as an answer....again. I dont mean to be unfair and inconsiderate but seriously, boss already said girls start earlier and boys come in at 10am and she didnt say we can rotate. We will only rotate working locations. How difficult is that to understand??? Starting to piss me off. Besides, he was the one who quickly chose the later shift. My pasal ke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why now I pray and beg God to make this bozo stop asking me. If I have no choice but to give in, I just hope I'll be able to tolerate and not snub him 100%. I tend to ignore people who pluck my wrong nerve. Unhealthy but its worth it. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chao Chin Chao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683885-3197913319747307845?l=thatssoclair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/feeds/3197913319747307845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683885&amp;postID=3197913319747307845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/3197913319747307845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683885/posts/default/3197913319747307845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatssoclair.blogspot.com/2010/10/at-top-of-my-head.html' title='At The Top Of My Head'/><author><name>Clair Bear</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QK6KZ2sz2mE/S2KvzCSJ8II/AAAAAAAAAMg/d-7gxTFBfB0/S220/P1051395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
