<?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-23211864</id><updated>2011-06-07T23:51:52.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Girls, 1 Guy and A Nightmare</title><subtitle type='html'>Life in our home in Melbourne...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23211864/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>[m@r!e]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23211864.post-115624843834951107</id><published>2006-08-22T05:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T08:31:31.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Conclusion...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Well, it's been sometime since we last updated this blog. To cut the long story short, things are not the same back on Arnott Street already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But life moves on. We're not exactly at this space anymore... So if you're still interested in reading about the ups and downs and the happenings of our lives, here's our forwarding addresses...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May Ying's blog: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://tanakayuri.blogsome.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;http://tanakayuri.blogsome.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wei Jin's (aka Jay) blog: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://jaykoh.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;http://jaykoh.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marie's Blog: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://sugarhighdreams.livejournal.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;http://superstarinc.wordpress.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks so much to those who have been reading this blog. We sure had fun sharing our lives with you. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23211864-115624843834951107?l=anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/115624843834951107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23211864&amp;postID=115624843834951107' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23211864/posts/default/115624843834951107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23211864/posts/default/115624843834951107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com/2006/08/in-conclusion.html' title='In Conclusion...'/><author><name>[m@r!e]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23211864.post-114679348347933144</id><published>2006-05-04T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T18:44:43.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I forgot to mention...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Oh yes... There is something that I forgot to mention... Louis did a really cheeky thing while sleeping in Wage's room... He climbed across Wage's bed while Wage was sleeping and lay down on Wage's face... GUESS WHAT? Louis' positioned his genitals such that it was directly on Wage's Face.... WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! So power right? *Salutes Louis* Only Louis can think of such nonsense... Wahahaha... And I thought that Oreo was bad enough because he slept on top of Ryan's head. Hahahahaha. But Louis really takes the cake... Resting his genitals on his owner's face. Haha. How cute. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I've got a picture to show that I haven't loaded up yet. It's a picture of how expensive candy is in school. Haha. =) I got to remember to put it up next time. That is if I ever manage to finish my assignments. LoLz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Oooh.. Have I mentioned how heavy Louis is? He's just 5 months old and he's already 11 kg and still adding... LoLz... Actually, he was already 11 kg when he was weighed two weeks ago... Liews... That dog grows so fast... I don't think he can fit into his shirt already. Hahaha. Think we can use it as a rag already. Wahahahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Alrighty... I've got to go.... Meeting Christine for shopping session... Hee~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23211864-114679348347933144?l=anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/114679348347933144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23211864&amp;postID=114679348347933144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23211864/posts/default/114679348347933144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23211864/posts/default/114679348347933144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-forgot-to-mention.html' title='I forgot to mention...'/><author><name>[m@r!e]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23211864.post-114672308949981214</id><published>2006-05-03T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T18:45:12.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Idle...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Wheet! I'm done with school for the day but in the library. It's not that I don't want to go home (yes, I know it's my turn to cook dinner tonight) but it's just that I'm waiting for one of my group member so that I can pass her the evalution forms and then the assignment can be handed in! WooHoo! It's a 4000 word report and we're ready to go. The deadline is tomorrow actually. I'm so proud of the group! It's great team work! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diagonally across me are 3 girls working on the same report. Haha. How would I know? I know because they are using the same reader students of this course has to buy and I hear stuff coming from them like social groups, Seinfeld... et cetera. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy, sha la la, it's so nice to be happy! =) I'm happy because the 4000 word report is done. I'm happy because the SPSS for my ethics report is done. I'm happy because the SPSS for my personality report is done (as far as I can see). I'm happy because of life. Hahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did think that life was shit because of the shit load of assignments, Louis treating my room as a Fartzone, Louis trying to overtake my bed, Louis taking up half my bedspace when I'm sleeping.... Haha. But now it's not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah... Speaking of Louis, that stupid dog started barking at the TV past midnight and woke May Ying up. Crazy dog. He probably thinks that the TV is something that can play with him. Or entertain him. Hahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gee~ I'm hogging the computer here. There are 3 people in the queue who want to use the computer for school assignment (I can tell that based on the books they are carrying. LoLz) and I'm using the computer for blogging purposes. whahahahaha! And there's one girl with a SPSS book... SPSS without anguish. Oh yeah, year two in uni has taught me how to use SPSS without anguish. But in reality, there is still anguish. Hahahahahahaha! And to think my dad already read the book after he bought it for me. :( Where does he find the time, I don't know! *pui* He should do my assingments for me then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah... the queue just increased to 5 people... Perhaps I should give up my space at the workstation. Whahahaha. Maybe I should go find some chocolates to eat. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I better go already. Got to go meet my group member. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23211864-114672308949981214?l=anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/114672308949981214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23211864&amp;postID=114672308949981214' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23211864/posts/default/114672308949981214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23211864/posts/default/114672308949981214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com/2006/05/idle.html' title='Idle...'/><author><name>[m@r!e]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23211864.post-114632221682889870</id><published>2006-04-29T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T18:45:30.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It's been quite some time since any one of us posted here. Well, there's been heaps of assignments due and the dog demands attention and there are also plently of distraction. LoLz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PZ and I already have a few all nighters where we stayed up all night to do our assignment. But well, the truth is, we end up having a late supper and heaps of talk cock sessions and watching nonsensical stuff. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to be doing my ethics essay right now, but as usual, I'm slacking away and here I am - Blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call it withdrawal symptoms. I actually have this need to blog but well, I'm trying hard to curb it. Too many assignments. And that is also partly why I closed my personal blog. Well, I've got an outlet - here. LoLz~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Louis is now 11kg. Heavy puppy. Yeah, he's just going to turn 5 months old. 5 months - that's how young he is. And he's still the rascal. I just realised that he chewed my lab manual... He's been snoring heaps the past few nights and he likes to squash and squeeze himself on my bed. May Ying told me that today, while I was out, he pushed open my room door and made himself comfortable in my room (presumbly on my bed), and slept till around the time I came back. Well, he was watching me from the window in Wage's room when I was walking up the driveway. KPO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eek! It's getting late. I better get going and complete my essay. *sighs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23211864-114632221682889870?l=anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/114632221682889870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23211864&amp;postID=114632221682889870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23211864/posts/default/114632221682889870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23211864/posts/default/114632221682889870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com/2006/04/long-time.html' title='Long time'/><author><name>[m@r!e]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23211864.post-114516792542186664</id><published>2006-04-15T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T18:46:00.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FartZone</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My room has become a FARTZONE because of Louis. He will walk and sit beside, FART, then take off to wherever you run to. He then acts innocent and looks at you cluelessly as to what he has just done. This will repeat over and over again, no matter how many times you yell at him or run away. This dog has the potential to win an Oscar Award for best animal actor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Louis is not a dog. He is a SKUNK.&lt;/strong&gt; They're both black and white and they have tails. When both of them lift their tails up, it results in an action of which secretion of pungent and offensive odor is ejected. Okay. Louis doesn't do that all the time. But still, he acts like half cat, half skunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of all that, he hates my new heater. My new heater is a fan heater. He will LIE in front of the heater with his face facing it. Then he will growl and grumble. Then he starts to bark at it. Then only he decides to move away from the heater, to another corner and makes funny grumbling noises. For some strange reason, he prefers the old one and likes to lie near the old one even when it is in use. Weird dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Louis has more or less stopped his puking spree. He's back to sleeping in the kitchen instead of my room. He puked in my room a lot. I rather my room be a FartZone than a PukeZone. Wait. Let me think about it. Both are equally gross. One is air and the other is fluid which sticks to the carpet. Eek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. I have to roll him off my bed now. He's sleeping soundly on it. LoLz. And yes, it certainly is nice weather for tea isn't it? LoLz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23211864-114516792542186664?l=anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/114516792542186664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23211864&amp;postID=114516792542186664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23211864/posts/default/114516792542186664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23211864/posts/default/114516792542186664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com/2006/04/fartzone.html' title='FartZone'/><author><name>[m@r!e]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23211864.post-114456169495963584</id><published>2006-04-08T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T22:48:15.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Chain of Interesting Events...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hmm... Let's start with Tuesday (4th April 2006). Christine came by to collect her jacket, purse and some papers because she left them at my place on Monday night. So I pass them to her. Then she left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, just before lunch, Wage came back from school holding a mysterious package. He said that he found it outside our front door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/mysteriouspackage/IMG_3749.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mysterious package.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/mysteriouspackage/IMG_3751.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Huh? What's this? Looks like soil." &lt;span style="font-size:-2;"&gt;(Hmm... I think the 'Free Sex' service is compliments of Wage. Contact him for more details)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he put it on the table. Neither me nor May Ying could answer him. So I suggested to May Ying to open it and see what it is. May Ying opened it and promptly said that it was indeed soil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's when I started thinking. And so I said, "Maybe it's the tea for making bubble tea!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Huh?" They both said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Uh, well, Christine's Dad did mention that he'll pass us the tea for making bubble tea last night. So maybe Christine forgot to pass it to me and left it at our door instead." I said. "Hmm, lemme smell that thing first."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ever thought that it might be anthrax?" Wage said, not really meaning it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How can it be anthrax?!" said May Ying. "Anthrax is white!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, they could have dyed it to disguise it," replied Wage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't be silly lah," said May Ying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/mysteriouspackage/IMG_3754.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soil or Anthrax? Or just tea for making bubble tea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By this point of time, I've already sniffed into the bag. And so I announced to everyone, "It's TEA lah! For making bubble tea!!!" Upon finishing my sentence, I dashed into my room and grabbed my phone. Yup, there was a sms from Christine (I suddenly thought that she might have messaged me because I left my phone in my room and after I thought she left, I went to make lunch and I couldn't hear the door knock because of the rangewood). The message read: &lt;i&gt;"Hey I left a bag of bubble tea powder outside your door- knocked a few times but think u busy. my mum give u one! rem to take in ah! ;)"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/mysteriouspackage/IMG_3757.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is bubble tea powder. &lt;b&gt;Not soil or anthrax.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/mysteriouspackage/IMG_3758.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you have it. Real bubble tea powder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, so case solved. It's not anthrax or soil. It's just bubble tea powder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday (7th April 2006), May Ying, Wage and I went to chadstone. We had to get some stuff.... And I was just wondering out loud to May Ying if Koko Black was opened. She said that she didn't think that it'll be open yet. But what a pleasant surprise we had! It was opened!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/chadstone7apr06/IMG_4072.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Koko Black @ Chadstone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/chadstone7apr06/IMG_4075.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The familiar sign....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/chadstone7apr06/IMG_4077.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T2 is nearby.... opposite in fact... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we all decided to go in for a drink. As usual, the service is really prompt and good. ;) Plently of chocolates on display. Really great stuff. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/chadstone7apr06/IMG_4091.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the &lt;b&gt;Chocolate Ice Cream Spectacular&lt;/b&gt;. It's premium chocolate ice cream topped with freshly made chocolate sauce and dark chocolate shavings. It's simply divine. It's not those type of ice creams that makes your throat clogged and requires you to drink water before continuing. This one just slides down your throat smoothly and tastes perfectly nice. ;) Beautiful piece of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/chadstone7apr06/IMG_4094.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wage, well, Wage decided to just have a pot of &lt;b&gt;Earl Grey&lt;/b&gt; tea. He's not a fan of chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/chadstone7apr06/IMG_4105.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they are really generous with the amount of tea leaves that they give.... Nice strong pot of tea... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/chadstone7apr06/IMG_4097.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... May Ying had the same thing as last time - &lt;b&gt;Koko Black Hot Chocolate&lt;/b&gt;. It's freshly brewed traditional recipe made with dark Belgian Chocolate - no powder. And made with only full cream milk only. ;) The standard and consistency is the same as the branch in City. Simply too marvelous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/chadstone7apr06/IMG_4112.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we paid for all the heavenly stuff... ;) It's reasonable. And the good thing is that &lt;b&gt;the drinks taste great&lt;/b&gt;. It's funny how they put the address on the receipt as the one in Royal Arcade Melbourne. I guess that's their first outlet perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Louis is a pig. Well, what I mean is that he sleeps like one. Take a look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/louis/IMG_3882.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep pose #1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/louis/IMG_3897.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep pose #2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/louis/IMG_3893.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep pose #3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/louis/IMG_3686.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep pose #4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/louis/IMG_3713.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep pose #5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/louis/IMG_3714.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep pose #6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/louis/IMG_3772.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I was using the lappie at my desk and my chair was somewhere else so I had to kneel down... And he promptly just lay on my legs and fell asleep....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/louis/IMG_3868.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh left his beanie behind... And Louis claimed it... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I cooked chicken rice for dinner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/chickenrice8apr06/IMG_4123.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was washing the veggies, I found a snail...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/chickenrice8apr06/IMG_4129.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I present to you... Our dinner... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It comprises of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/chickenrice8apr06/IMG_4135.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicken! *duh!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/chickenrice8apr06/IMG_4141.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rice! Ahbuden. If not called chicken rice for what. Right anot? Hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/chickenrice8apr06/IMG_4131.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veggies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/chickenrice8apr06/IMG_4142.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cabbage soup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/chickenrice8apr06/IMG_4144.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We thought of drinking this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/chickenrice8apr06/IMG_4157.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on second thought, we drank this. Why? Because I forgot to chill the Aloe Vera drink and because we're all not done with our assignments. Better enjoy it after we're done with assignments. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/chickenrice8apr06/IMG_4160.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't manage to get the chicken rice chilli. So this had to do for the time being...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap... That's our dinner last night... Nice right? Well, lemme tell you, it's never easy cooking chicken rice without a chopper to chop up the damn chicken. Try using a normal kitchen knife. It's hard to hack the damn chicken into pieces. Don't always believe what you see at those hawker stalls. It's never that easy. Oh, but thanks to all those teachings from Uncle Mail, I managed. It's like chopping firewood. Always aim at the same spot. Then hit it. Then try again. Then the wood spilts. Oh yes, it works the same way for chicken if you don't have a chopper. Hee~ See, Girl Guide training helps! Hehehehe~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah... I guess this sums up a chain of interesting events. LoLz. All the reported events started on Tuesday (4th April 2006) and ended on Saturday (8th April 2006). Yeap, that also includes the sleeping poses by Louis. He did it on Wednesday (5th April 2006), Thursday (6th April 2006) and Friday (7th April 2006)... ;) See, there's always something interesting happening... Wahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, that's it for now... ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23211864-114456169495963584?l=anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/114456169495963584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23211864&amp;postID=114456169495963584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23211864/posts/default/114456169495963584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23211864/posts/default/114456169495963584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com/2006/04/chain-of-interesting-events.html' title='A Chain of Interesting Events...'/><author><name>[m@r!e]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/mysteriouspackage/th_IMG_3749.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23211864.post-114398036212887995</id><published>2006-04-01T23:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T05:19:22.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chocolates &amp; Clubbing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I finally managed to find the time to sit down and blog about Friday's events. Hee~ Sounds as though I'm really busy right? Actually, I'm not. Wahahahaha. I'm just busy with clearing my room, doing my laundry, bringing the dog for a walk, giving the dog a bath et cetera. Okay, technically, that does sound like a lot of things, but practicality speaking, it doesn't really seem much but it does take up quite a bit of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, on Friday, May Ying and I went on a chocolate spree. Hahaha. We tried the same drinks (or at least as similar as possible) at both Koko Black and Max Brenner. We compared both. But first... here's what we ordered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Koko Black...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/city31mar06/IMG_3610.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is their menu. The selection for drinks is rather small though. But nonetheless, it still had all the all time favourites in it. But they had this wonderfully beautiful selection of boutique chocolates. They all looked so wonderful and tempting but also really, really sinful. We didn't get any of the chocs though (after all, I do have the tendency of getting sore throats especially if I don't drink water after eating chocs).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ambience was really nice. We were at the branch at Royal Arcade Melbourne (by the way, Koko Black is opening at Chadstone. Yippee!). And they had quite a number of really cosy sofas and sofa seats that you could just sink in and enjoy the wonderful chocolates and chocolate drinks. ;) Simply divine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/city31mar06/IMG_3180.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May Ying had Koko Black Hot Chocolate. It's a freshly brewed traditional recipe made with dark Belgian chocolate without powder and uses only full cream milk only. Looks yummlicious. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/city31mar06/IMG_3185.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I had Iced Chocolate. It's a rich combination of chocolate and vanilla ice cream with milk and topped with chocolate shavings. A cold and delicious treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/city31mar06/IMG_3192.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we paid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall Rating:&lt;br /&gt;Quality - 4/5&lt;br /&gt;Taste - 4.5/5&lt;br /&gt;Presentation - 4.5/5&lt;br /&gt;Service - 4/5&lt;br /&gt;Ambience - 4.5/5&lt;br /&gt;Pricing - 4/5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other Comments:&lt;br /&gt;The milk used is really fresh and the drinks are not too sweet. Absolutely perfect if you want to have chocolates to snack with. Cosy setting and nice mood lighting, it's just right for a nice networking (and by networking, I actually mean gossiping) session (okay, &lt;b&gt;Girl Talk&lt;/b&gt; would be more appropriate) or just chilling out with friends and family or even by yourself! On top of that, the service was really good. The waitress came fast to take orders and the drinks were served really fast. It was quite crowded but still, they managed to serve our drinks fast and quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our next stop was Max Brenner @ Melbourne Central. That was where I met Shi Kai too. To pass things. ;) So anyway, the service there was really slow. When Shi Kai met us, we were just ordering. And then he left shortly to go to RMIT to settle some school stuff. After that, he actually came back. Just when he called (after leaving for around 15-20minutes), my drink just arrived. May Ying's drink arrived 10minutes before mine. That's how slow they are. &lt;b&gt;REALLY SLOW&lt;/b&gt; and it wasn't that crowded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Max Brenner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/city31mar06/IMG_3227.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their menu had a much wider selection. There were many more drinks to order and the variety was greater... But a number of drinks sounded a bit similar to one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/city31mar06/IMG_3252.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While May Ying had Marshmallow American Chocolate... (It's essentially just whipped milk chocolate with melted marshmallow cubes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/city31mar06/IMG_3265.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had Whipped Iced Chocolate Frappe... (It's just plain milk chocolate blended with ice but they had to use the word 'whipped'. Whipped ke lan!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both drinks just look okay. Mine looks like you can get it at Coffee Bean &amp; Tea Leaf. Nothing so fantastic about it. I waited so long for my drink that I thought that it would be something uber nice in terms of presentation. But then, when I saw the drink, my expression just showed this emotion that could be expressed in 3 very simple words - &lt;b&gt;WHAT THE FUCK?!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/city31mar06/IMG_3619.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at the end of it, this was what we paid (for some shitty stuff)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall Rating:&lt;br /&gt;Quality - 3/5&lt;br /&gt;Taste - 3/5&lt;br /&gt;Presentation - 2.5/5&lt;br /&gt;Service - 2.5/5&lt;br /&gt;Ambience - 2.5/5&lt;br /&gt;Pricing - 3/5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other Comments:&lt;br /&gt;Their presentation of the drinks wasn't all that fantastic. It just feels really normal. Even though they are about $0.50 - $1.00 cheaper than Koko Black, the quality of their drinks is inferior. The drinks taste thinner and aren't as delightful. The presentation makes you wonder why you didn't just go into Coffee Bean &amp;amp; Tea Leaf to order their Chocolate Ice Blended. On top of that, the slow service puts people off. I actually saw my drink standing there for 5-10 minutes without anybody bothering to serve it. Then why not make it self service instead? The ambience isn't that good. Looks about the same as Coffee Bean &amp; Tea Leaf or Starbucks or Gloria Jeans. It wasn't a cosy setting and the tables were too low for the chairs. Makes sitting there for long periods rather uncomfortable. It doesn't make you feel like you'll want to sit there long, to have a good chat. Just makes you feel like leaving once you finish your drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Verdict:&lt;br /&gt;I like Koko Black better! Hahaha. You pay slightly more, but it's really worth it. ;) Taste, ambience, presentation, service and quality are all much better than Max Brenner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so that same night, Wage, PZ and I went to Sin City @ Heist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/sincityatheist31mar06/IMG_3294.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's just the 3 of us at Clayton Station waiting for the train...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/sincityatheist31mar06/IMG_3298.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then here's my a little bit crumpled ticket...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this uber long queue but we weren't really queuing though... It's kind of hard to explain... And... We met Eunice there... Small world huh? Oh, Shi kai was there too. Actually, I knew that he was going all along. Hahahaha. I just wasn't so sure if I would end up going. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/sincityatheist31mar06/IMG_3306.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, this is Shi Kai, PZ, me and Wage... We're just nuahing around. It's damn boring. I repeat, &lt;b&gt;BORING&lt;/b&gt; and it's spelt &lt;b&gt;B-O-R-I-N-G&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;b&gt;BORING&lt;/b&gt;. Pronunciation:&lt;b&gt; 'bOr-i[ng]&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell it why it was so. First of all, the air conditioning wasn't powerful enough. It was just CRAP. There was no ventilation and the club had to put up fans which wasn't really that useful unless you stood in front of it. Which was what I ended up doing. In fact, when there wasn't anyone on the couch, the four of us promptly plopped ourselves on it. Haha. That's how the pictures were taken. LoLz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, but the mambo/retro/pop section was more fun. There was better breathing air, there was more space, the music didn't repeat itself after a while, the air was cooler and not so hot (air conditioning was working!), not so many drunk people around (considering that we got into the club around 11plus, 12am, there were already drunk people slobbering on each other and throwing themselves at the feet of others) and they were also showing Ocean's 12 (which I watched before so it wasn't a problem watching it muted).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We eventually left around 4plus reaching Hawker Cafe at 5am for supper. Or rather, almost 5am. Cuz Wage had stomach problems, we took a cab back after that. For 3 people, the cab fare wasn't all that bad I guess. $47.30. Beats taking the cab home alone. Hahahahaha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap... that pretty much sums up Friday's events. It's quite easy to see what I did on Saturday. I slept. And slept. ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23211864-114398036212887995?l=anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/114398036212887995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23211864&amp;postID=114398036212887995' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23211864/posts/default/114398036212887995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23211864/posts/default/114398036212887995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com/2006/04/chocolates-clubbing.html' title='Chocolates &amp; Clubbing...'/><author><name>[m@r!e]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/city31mar06/th_IMG_3610.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23211864.post-114373432574727782</id><published>2006-03-30T07:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T07:58:45.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seeds of Growth! A New Life!</title><content type='html'>I'm particularly proud of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/HomeMisc/DSC00254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/HomeMisc/DSC00254.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before. (Approx. 2 weeks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/HomeMisc/DSC00257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/HomeMisc/DSC00257.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fruits of labour. Well, not exactly yet, i'll replant them into the garden in 1-2 weeks time when the weather is not so hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I've picked up gardening, so what?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23211864-114373432574727782?l=anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/114373432574727782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23211864&amp;postID=114373432574727782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23211864/posts/default/114373432574727782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23211864/posts/default/114373432574727782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com/2006/03/seeds-of-growth-new-life.html' title='Seeds of Growth! A New Life!'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13502079589966034146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/HomeMisc/th_DSC00254.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23211864.post-114372219280099345</id><published>2006-03-30T05:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T04:49:46.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Dinner...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Last night, we decided to have steak for dinner. Partly also because the meat chunks were big enough for steak and partly because there wasn't really enough space in the fridge. LoLz. And we decided to chill a bottle of red wine that we bought 1 month ago. LoLz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/dinner29mar06/IMG_2982.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is really undrinkable. We have officially decided to use it as cooking wine to add flavour to food instead of a beverage. LoL. Oh, this blur picture is proudly taken by Wage. LoLz~ He must have been still half asleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's our dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/dinner29mar06/IMG_3005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No soup because this is already a lot of food. Oh, we don't have any wine glasses. May Ying and I forgot to buy them before we moved. LoLz. But well, no loss to us since the wine was horrid tasting. LoLz. Oooh! We had to use normal carrots because we didn't buy baby carrots. Quite a last minute idea to cook steak... Hee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Louis decided to sleep while we ate dinner... Haha... It's a good sign... It means that he won't bother us when we eat! LoLz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I made the sauce... Hahaha... Some pepper mushroom sauce... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, when I've loaded in the pictures of the dinner that Wage cooked tonight, I'll post it up. ;) Till then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23211864-114372219280099345?l=anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/114372219280099345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23211864&amp;postID=114372219280099345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23211864/posts/default/114372219280099345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23211864/posts/default/114372219280099345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com/2006/03/our-dinner.html' title='Our Dinner...'/><author><name>[m@r!e]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/dinner29mar06/th_IMG_2982.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23211864.post-114373331687970704</id><published>2006-03-28T05:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T07:41:56.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pain Is Weakness leaving the body...</title><content type='html'>Since they both have blogged about the same event, I shall follow suit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the vet came, injected Louis twice. The microchip was put in via a huge straw-like needle. Yes he bled, not much tho. I'm sure it hurt, just like what they said. I wouldn't want something like that going into my neck, kinda reminds me of Robocop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pei Zhen came over, took a nap, subsequently overslept, supposed to do some assignment stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing tho, for some reason, Louis always goes to marie's room, to may ying's room sometimes, but will never dare to enter my room if i'm not in. And would never dare to jump on my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Discipline. Yes i'm a strict parent. Blame it on the SAF.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23211864-114373331687970704?l=anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/114373331687970704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23211864&amp;postID=114373331687970704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23211864/posts/default/114373331687970704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23211864/posts/default/114373331687970704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com/2006/03/pain-is-weakness-leaving-body.html' title='Pain Is Weakness leaving the body...'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13502079589966034146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23211864.post-114355252793472527</id><published>2006-03-28T05:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T05:40:53.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Louis' Day with the Vet and Other Stories</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I had to bathe Louis today even though he already had a bath on Saturday. Guess why? That's because the vet was coming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, the vet came... Hee~ Louis had his 3rd puppy vaccination and he got microchipped. The microchip need looks like the sharp end of the YEOS packet drink straw. Just a bit smaller. It's metal and damn sharp. When the needle went into Louis, he struggled and screamed and cried (well, the vet, Wage and I were all holding him). He still cried. I think of the time when Hugo got his. Hugo had no expression and there wasn't any bleeding because he sat so still that the vet could easy staunch the bleeding and thus, there was no mark at all. Then as for Oreo, he struggled and in the process, he got a tear in the skin. Though he bled quite a bit, he was really happy afterward. I brought Oreo down to PZ's and May Ying's then backyard to run around a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back to Louis, he cried and did all that you have to give me sympathy nonsense. He even tried to get some sympathy from the vet. Who mentioned that it was he who inflicted the pain onto Louis. And guess what's Louis' way of saying Thank You? He left a patch of blood stain on the Vet's shorts. How clever. That meant that Louis was still bleeding and I had to stop the blood flow before things get a bit messy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... PZ came over for lunch then went for her Lab class. After lab, she came over. Well, we both took a nap with Louis sleeping in the room too. And well, we overslept and by dinner time, she hadn't even typed the notes that she wrote down in class! Haha~ So she stayed till after dinner to complete it. Ah... She reached home at around 2233h. LoLz~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Oh! Guess what? The minute she got up from my bed, Louis immediately took over her spot beside me. *bleahz* There's something about the bed that he seems to like....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, now that we've both worked so hard today, we decided to give ourselves a day off tomorrow and do online lectures instead. Hahahahahha~ We're both very smart right? Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liews.... I think Louis is preparing to sleep in my room already. He has already chosen his spot and is SLEEPING ALREADY! *urghz* I'd like to know who exactly owns the bed. Me or him. Me of course! I shall make him roll off then. Wahahahaha. Or maybe he'll just roll off it himself. He always does that. He does somersaults sometimes and also tries to jump up to my window but to no avail. It's just too high for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayyy.... I shall go and disturb him already! Wahahahahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23211864-114355252793472527?l=anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/114355252793472527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23211864&amp;postID=114355252793472527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23211864/posts/default/114355252793472527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23211864/posts/default/114355252793472527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com/2006/03/louis-day-with-vet-and-other-stories.html' title='Louis&apos; Day with the Vet and Other Stories'/><author><name>[m@r!e]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23211864.post-114354590168801934</id><published>2006-03-28T03:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T03:38:21.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The things that go on...</title><content type='html'>Louis had his 3rd Vaccination today, including microchipping. He was alright through the vaccination, but when it came to the microchipping, he couldn't take it. The moment the needle went in he struggled to get away, and to tell you, after seeing the syringe, it's no joke manz, it's really thick and the needle is hollow where they insert the microchip in. Owww...no wonder he whinned and cried in pain when it went in. Wouldn't want something like that in me :S. But it's supposed to be good for him &gt;.&lt;. He bled quite a bit after that, the vet told us how to treat it if it continued bleeding. Well, spolit him rotten after the jab, that dog really knows how to get symphathy manz...looked at us with his sad looking eyes which says "it really hurts you know" and tried to snuggle up to us the moment he gets a chance to. He got a lot of treats just because of the pain he received today. He was even playing with the vet after the jab...seems like he forgotten who hurt him today &gt;.&lt;. Dogs...they have such a good life...hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He took a nap in my room today, and when marie got bck, he went and slpt in her room. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pei zhen came over today to study with marie ( i think, or was it to do an essay?) she took a nap in marie's room and overslept...haha...she stayed for dinner, and with peizhen around, there are always interesting stories to hear. hehe...she just went bck not long ago...hmmz...i think that's about it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23211864-114354590168801934?l=anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/114354590168801934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23211864&amp;postID=114354590168801934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23211864/posts/default/114354590168801934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23211864/posts/default/114354590168801934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com/2006/03/things-that-go-on.html' title='The things that go on...'/><author><name>May Ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05615496454260906286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23211864.post-114355133046058318</id><published>2006-03-27T05:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T05:40:33.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Lecturer...</title><content type='html'>Liews... Today, the lecturer really made the whole lecture group (comprising of Year 2 and Year 3 Sociology students) super duper uber (sounds nice eh?) irritated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's this &lt;b&gt;Associate Professor&lt;/b&gt; that really has no brains... It's a wonder how she can become such a successful academic in school (or at least she makes it sound as though she is one).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was what happened in the lecture today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Associate Professor (AP): I made a huge blunder. And I've allocated more time for all of us to sort it out. I'm terribly sorry about it and I honestly thought that I had your verbal consent I could post the list up with your emails. But I was told that I needed a written consent. All these things about the policies&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;[Excuse me! You claim that you've been teaching for ages, yet you are UNAWARE of how the privacy policies in school work out? WTF!]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;... I'm so sorry I took such a long time because the admin staff was away on her leave/break.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;[So you only can DEPEND on the admin huh? I think anyone in any other department could have told you the same thing in a shorter span of time! Who ask you to take your own bloody sweet time?]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl 1 (G1) raises her hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000cc;"&gt;G1: Would it possible if you use overheads so that we can see the names of the people in our groups?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;AP: What a clever idea! You're so clever!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;[More like you're the pea brained idiot and the whole lecture group is freaking pissed off already]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; What a good suggestion!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lecture group groans inwardly. PZ and I almost die of exasperation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;AP: But I don't have any thing to put on the OHP so that I can project it up. And there is another problem, which is all your email addresses are on the list...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006666;"&gt;Girl 2 (G2): You can use the white projecter.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;[it's the kind that you can use paper and the projecter can still read it and project it up. I'm not sure what's the name of it.]&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006666;"&gt;It will allow you to put the paper directly on it and still able to read it. And you can still cover the email addresses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;AP: Wow, that's a very intelligent suggestion.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;[By now, PZ and I already want to strangle her.]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; You're very smart. See, you can always learn from your students. You never stop learning. That's a splendid suggestion. But I'm not too sure how to operate it though I'm sure I can call for assistance. And I believe that you're all very smart and someone from the lecture group would even know how to work it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;[Araghz! Fuck it lah! Just call for IT assistance you moron! But NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.... She doesn't do that!]&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;But anyway, I'll just read out the names slowly. And I want you all to raise your hands straight eyes and look for your group members. Also, I'll be passing around these 3 papers, 2 of which says that you agree to allow me to put up your email addresses and 1 says that you disagree. Now, print your name legibily so that I can read it otherwise you won't be allocated a group.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she starts reading the names... pausing to see if people are aware of who their group members are but not exactly pausing in between groups! Talk about being so smart eh. She promptly missed out the names of a lot of people, PZ and I included. Damn! And we had to fill in another list for her to group us. And PZ's already gotten her group. But I haven't. Looks like I really got to get to school to check. And the next time that I go to Caulfield is &lt;b&gt;Thursday!&lt;/b&gt; *Urghz* That stupid woman! Some kind of associate professor. Pui!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, that's about it man. School was really irky. Well, at least I didn't have psych lab today. Haha. So Shi Kai came over. And he got to play with Louis who was really excited to see Shi Kai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, Louis is sleeping in my room tonight. Just testing to see how it goes. LoL~ I hope it goes well. And he also pulled his pillow into my room already! Hahahahaha~ Oh! By the way, did I mention that on Friday night, we gave Louis some VB to drink? I think I did... LoLz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23211864-114355133046058318?l=anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/114355133046058318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23211864&amp;postID=114355133046058318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23211864/posts/default/114355133046058318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23211864/posts/default/114355133046058318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com/2006/03/stupid-lecturer.html' title='Stupid Lecturer...'/><author><name>[m@r!e]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23211864.post-114310428660785174</id><published>2006-03-23T00:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T02:15:39.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures of Louis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/louis/IMG_1058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Louis, exploring the cupboards. That's the day that we just got him. LoLz~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/louis/IMG_1061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Louis checking out the larder... KPO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/louis/IMG_1068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His first bath! And he hates it. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/louis/IMG_1081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wipe dry dry! Hee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/louis/IMG_1115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's pigging out on his pillow~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/louis/IMG_1136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He just ate something.... Hmm... yum yum! Look at him lick his mouth! Hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/louis/IMG_1175.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taaaaaa Daaaaaa!!!! Louis!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/louis/IMG_1409.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm... learning how to crawl? Or maybe he's just trying to act pathetic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/louis/IMG_1432.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now he thinks that he is a CAT! Does Felix ring a bell to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/louis/IMG_1512.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His favourite spot. My bed! *hmpf*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/louis/IMG_1630.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Louis, Sedia! Haha~ not quite. He's got a lazy leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/louis/IMG_1639.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah! Nuah on my bed somemore. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/louis/IMG_1662.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He just finished his dinner and is uber full. Now, he's lying on my bed enjoying. *piangz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/louis/IMG_1704.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shiok! He also know how to enjoy sitting on bean bags...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/louis/IMG_1707.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All day long he thinks about nuahing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all on Louis for now... There are silly videos to watch though... Hehehehe~ Maybe I'll post it up... Hee~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23211864-114310428660785174?l=anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/114310428660785174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23211864&amp;postID=114310428660785174' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23211864/posts/default/114310428660785174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23211864/posts/default/114310428660785174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com/2006/03/pictures-of-louis.html' title='Pictures of Louis'/><author><name>[m@r!e]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/louis/th_IMG_1058.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23211864.post-114304152572707645</id><published>2006-03-22T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T07:33:59.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Louis... and all his nonsense</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Okay... Let's talk about... Louis... Haha~ He's full of nonsense. Just today alone, he not only brought his toy bone onto my bed to chew (something he picked up sometime last week), he brought his pillow (aka his bed) into my room! I think that's a really big hint of telling me that he wants to sleep in my room. Which he did. For a while at least. He napped at the door. And he growls each time someone opens or closes the toilet door which is relatively near my room. *bleahz* He thinks that he's some kind of guard dog. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Well, PZ decided to use my highlighters to highlight his fur. Okay, I did that to Hugo that's why I know that it can be washed off. Just that uh, PZ used multi-colours and now he looks like a pai kia (Literally translated to bad kid but actually means hooligan/gangster). Haha~ I'll take photos tomorrow because my camera battery went flat after taking a video of Louis being put into his pillow (like using it as a sleeping bag) by Wage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hmm... I ought to post pictures of Louis. I'll probably do it later on after school on Thursday (which happens to be today!) or later at night. Hee~ I've got to do readings for my presentation and I haven't gotten down to it yet. What's worse is that I have a 9am lecture (and I'm still up blogging) and a full day of 6 hours school with one pathetic hour of break for me to get to caulfield. *sianz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Okay, okay, I guess I got to go to bed now... ZzZzZz &lt;em&gt;"All abroad the night train (to lala land)!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23211864-114304152572707645?l=anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/114304152572707645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23211864&amp;postID=114304152572707645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23211864/posts/default/114304152572707645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23211864/posts/default/114304152572707645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com/2006/03/louis-and-all-his-nonsense.html' title='Louis... and all his nonsense'/><author><name>[m@r!e]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23211864.post-114303023647882642</id><published>2006-03-22T04:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T04:23:56.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More about Louis</title><content type='html'>Louis got smacked today for chewing on his leash...haha...but after that he was real guai, and what we didn't notice was that his water bowl was almost empty. When I went into the kitchen to get a glass of water, he was looking at the backyard so forlornly, and I went over to pat him. Then I realise that his water bowl was empty, went to fill it up and he finished the whole bowl in one shot! haha...Praised him for it, he must be very very thirsty. hee...well, louis is still louis, gets lot of attention from all 3 of us, and even begs for more of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day, when marie didnt pat him immediately, he used his nose to nudge her arm, trying to get her attention. Louis is super cute, with a naughty personality to drive us nuts. He's still the cheerful 'lil puppy, and he has grown! He used to be 75 cm now 90 cm long. And his weight has increased from 5kg to 7kg...gonna be a big puppy soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we took him for a walk, he met a friend, a super huge big black puppy who is 4 mths old and almost 1.5 times bigger than louis. His name is Oliver.  Louis was so excited to see him, and was wagging his tail and they were sniffing each other. And then, after that he became scared, probably because of his size, and he started backing away and hiding behind me and marie, yet he was curious about Oliver and its owner. hahaha...stupid louis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's almost what has happened with louis...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23211864-114303023647882642?l=anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/114303023647882642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23211864&amp;postID=114303023647882642' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23211864/posts/default/114303023647882642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23211864/posts/default/114303023647882642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com/2006/03/more-about-louis.html' title='More about Louis'/><author><name>May Ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05615496454260906286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23211864.post-114274116644601288</id><published>2006-03-18T17:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T20:39:53.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Photos of Events...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Okay, I've been saying that I'll post the photos of previous happenings when I get broadband in Melbourne. Now that I finally did, here are some photos.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... let's just start off with the pictures from the housewarming on 4th March 2006. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/housewarming/IMG_1520.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Christine, PZ, Jas and Scott. The idea of group photos actually only came after this though... I forgot to take photos of all the food that I cooked. Damn! But nevermind lah, group shots will do... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/housewarming/IMG_1556.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May Ying (the girl in orange tee) and Friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/housewarming/IMG_1562.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shi Hui, Joseph and May Ying. Notice that May Ying's foot look damn cool? It's a special 'sock' that she has on. Helps prevent her from moving her foot too much you see... She needs it just for erm.. well, just starting from that day lah... Her 'sock' quite funky hor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/housewarming/IMG_1565.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's us... Christine, PZ, Shi Hui and I....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/housewarming/IMG_1576.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we have here... Me, PZ, Jarin my neighbour from Monash Green, May Ying and Jeremy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, we went to the night vic mart on Wednesday, 15th March 2006. Coincidentally, it was also the day of the start of the Commonwealth games. So the streest were really busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/nightvicmart/IMG_2188.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's us 3 housemates....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/nightvicmart/IMG_2180.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PZ as usual feels the need to di siao someone... Hahahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, we were in actual fact waiting for someone to appear... You'll find out who was really, really later that day....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/nightvicmart/IMG_2319.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you have it... The late person! Our visitor from Singapore.... I'm sure you know the one in black is Wage.. lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/nightvicmart/IMG_2272.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're actually looking at plants... Seems like it's something that they wouldn't do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/nightvicmart/IMG_2304.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the bunch of us showing off our fake airbrush tattoos.. Yes, the price banners make it look as though we're on sale... Hahahahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/nightvicmart/IMG_2314.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's me and PZ... oh, with a bit of Wage too! hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/nightvicmart/IMG_2316.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wage decided to take 'revenge' on PZ! HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/nightvicmart/IMG_2323.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to take a crammed shot of all of us... It didn't really work out very well... LoLz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/nightvicmart/IMG_2324.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black, White, Black, White... Notice the pattern?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/nightvicmart/IMG_2326.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's us... Hee~ Black, white, black again? No, not really, it's just that we're all born in the same year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are more photos... But I'm too lazy to put them up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23211864-114274116644601288?l=anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/114274116644601288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23211864&amp;postID=114274116644601288' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23211864/posts/default/114274116644601288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23211864/posts/default/114274116644601288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com/2006/03/photos-of-events.html' title='The Photos of Events...'/><author><name>[m@r!e]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j100/anightmareonarnottstreet/housewarming/th_IMG_1520.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23211864.post-114207914375812521</id><published>2006-03-11T04:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T04:12:23.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Housewarming Party</title><content type='html'>Had a housewarming party at our new house on 4th March. On that day, I had to go to for an exam revision at Caulfield campus for my summer subj. After the revision, as I was about to walk off to take the train home, one of the girls said, "Hey May, why wasn't I invited to your housewarming party?!" and turning around and running towards her I replied, "Well, you can come if you want." ; without noticing that there was a step, and tripped and fell and sprained my ankle -_-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the housewarming party was fun, and lots of people were invited. Marie did most of the cooking and I helped prepare a little when I got back from class. She started preparing since 7a.m. that morning, as Louis woke her up with his barking, demanding to be fed. There were nine dishes in total i think. When everyone came, they thought we had the food catered-_-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played uno, heart attack to pass the time, RnB music was playing in the background, people were chatting. Yea...it was fun. Louis just had a slight problem that day, while taking him out to do his business, he shitted worms. A whole bunch of them -_-, they were still moving and alive. Thank god, it's much better now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23211864-114207914375812521?l=anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/114207914375812521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23211864&amp;postID=114207914375812521' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23211864/posts/default/114207914375812521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23211864/posts/default/114207914375812521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com/2006/03/housewarming-party.html' title='Housewarming Party'/><author><name>May Ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05615496454260906286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23211864.post-114189216667033534</id><published>2006-03-08T23:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T00:51:39.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Subject File 09032006/01</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SECRET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject File 09032006/01&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Louis &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Vuitton&lt;/span&gt; Koh&lt;br /&gt;Gender: Alpha Male&lt;br /&gt;Birthdate: 04 December 2005&lt;br /&gt;Breed: Border Collie, Pure&lt;br /&gt;Facial Features: Left patch black, Right white, Black ears&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Food: Wood chips, Plastic wrappers, Marie's Hair&lt;br /&gt;Greatest Wish: To take a color photo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main Features/Characteristics of Subject:&lt;br /&gt;1. Automatic Alarm function set every morning, snooze function disabled.&lt;br /&gt;2. Doorbell function. Off switch not included in package.&lt;br /&gt;3. Vaccum Cleaner, Wet Type. 1000W.&lt;br /&gt;4. Selective defecating function. Only on carpets. And when you least expect it.&lt;br /&gt;5. Self entertainment; Chases tail. His own.&lt;br /&gt;6. Face cleanser. Better than Lancome. Licks you clean. Do not use immediately after meals.&lt;br /&gt;7. Not a very good conversationalist. Barks at dogs and runs off.&lt;br /&gt;8. Capable of barking for an hour. Non-stop Megamix.&lt;br /&gt;9. Whines.&lt;br /&gt;10. Bites. Hard. You will bleed.&lt;br /&gt;11. Attack dog in training. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Disclaimer: Owner will not be liable for any harm/damage caused to you. Please keep your appandages out of reach.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Attention Seeker. Sucker for treats.&lt;br /&gt;13. Does not respond well to strangers. Especially if they smell bad.&lt;br /&gt;14. Sleeps around. The house.&lt;br /&gt;15. Responds well to girls. (Owner inherited trait)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End Of File.&lt;br /&gt;Reporting Entity: Jay Koh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c253/jaykohwj/IMG_1089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c253/jaykohwj/IMG_1089.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECRET&lt;/span&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/23211864-114189216667033534?l=anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/114189216667033534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23211864&amp;postID=114189216667033534' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23211864/posts/default/114189216667033534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23211864/posts/default/114189216667033534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com/2006/03/subject-file-0903200601.html' title='Subject File 09032006/01'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13502079589966034146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23211864.post-114138956947931534</id><published>2006-03-03T04:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T04:39:29.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>That Rascal!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Guess what dear Louis has been doing? He's been trying to overtake my bed. Today, he practically used every single opportunity he had to climb onto my bed to lie down. And if you think that me lying in bed would be a deterrence factor, it certainly is not. He will still jump up and lie at my feet. *araghz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To add on, he's been after those bottles of mineral water that I buy. I mean, sometimes I end up bringing those bottles back because I don't finish all the water. So I bring them home. And what he did was to take them out to the living room and chew them. What a lil' rascal! *hmpfz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yawnz* Super tired today because the rascal starting barking at 0800hours, waking me up. Damn! He wanted to eat and when I gave him his food, he didn't really want to finish it. Just look at how naughty he is man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I cannot wait for tomorrow though. PZ and Christine are both staying over. Hey, we could all play monopoly together! Hee~ It'll be fun. Doesn't matter who wins or lose. Oh wait, but maybe we may have something more interesting to do though... Hmm... We'll see how it goes I guess....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough from me now... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23211864-114138956947931534?l=anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/114138956947931534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23211864&amp;postID=114138956947931534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23211864/posts/default/114138956947931534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23211864/posts/default/114138956947931534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com/2006/03/that-rascal.html' title='That Rascal!'/><author><name>[m@r!e]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23211864.post-114138387128411971</id><published>2006-03-03T02:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T03:04:31.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RnB Steamboat</title><content type='html'>Last sat, 25th Feb, we had steamboat at our place, pei zhen and christine was invited. It was after our shopping trip at Chadstone. Well...we did have RnB music blaring in the backgrd while we were having dinner. Had a lot of fun and had tonnes of laughter with the stories Pei zhen tells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, christine had to go back first while pei zhen was staying over that night. We played uno and monopoly. While playing monopoly, Marie stopped at freeparking 4 times! And out of it, she collected money from free parking while others didnt. Because of "thinking" that by trading a property with our housemate Wei jin, with 2 other properties of his, was a "good deal". It ended up not so good. I kept landing the his monopoly where he built houses, and eventually built hotels. He real target was Marie, who, with the free parking money, earned 5000+ pounds at one go. And lucky marie, only landed on his property once -_-. This shows that....wei jin! dont curse ppl!!!!! of all things, the one to get bankrupt was me...all because i traded one card away and gave him the monopoly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played until 3am that night. And at the end of the game, marie ended up with the most amount of cash, totalling up to 5000+ pounds, excluding the mortgages. *sobx* *sobx* The next richest was wei jin and then pei zhen. hehe..anyways...it was fun... Hey guys...wanna have another round? :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23211864-114138387128411971?l=anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/114138387128411971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23211864&amp;postID=114138387128411971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23211864/posts/default/114138387128411971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23211864/posts/default/114138387128411971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com/2006/03/rnb-steamboat.html' title='RnB Steamboat'/><author><name>May Ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05615496454260906286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23211864.post-114129955455986220</id><published>2006-03-02T03:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T03:39:14.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Dinner...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Today's dinner was certainly a lighthearted and funny affair. Pei Zhen and her housemate, Ken, came over for dinner today. Shessh, I forgot to take pictures. Damn! But anyway, dinner was &lt;b&gt;absolute fun!&lt;/b&gt; We had many jokes, heaps of teasing and laughing. And we said heaps and heaps of really &lt;b&gt;lame&lt;/b&gt; things too! LoLz~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I think Louis had heaps of fun too. So fun he actually fell asleep over the din we were making. And yes, we should have another RnB steamboat soon. Maybe when the weather gets colder (damn! The weather today is super hot! High of 33 degrees and Low of 21 degrees! Am I still in Singapore or what?) or maybe when we just get into the mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, come Saturday, Pei Zhen and Christine are going to stay over! Yay~ It's something like an all girls night. Well, &lt;b&gt;something &lt;u&gt;like&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Because the only thing is that Wage is a guy. Boo hoo! &lt;b&gt;Same same but different&lt;/b&gt; Hee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I think that Wage owes this blog an entry. Goodness knows what he's up to now. LoLz~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23211864-114129955455986220?l=anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/114129955455986220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23211864&amp;postID=114129955455986220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23211864/posts/default/114129955455986220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23211864/posts/default/114129955455986220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com/2006/03/funny-dinner.html' title='Funny Dinner...'/><author><name>[m@r!e]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23211864.post-114121208539734135</id><published>2006-03-01T03:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T03:21:25.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Nightmares so far...</title><content type='html'>Not too add the difficult toilet training Louis has to go through, and even with that...he can come up with new ideas to make us clean up after him -_-. With the peeing and shitting on the living room carpet (which we managed to clean up eventually), he managed to puke onto the carpet this evening. The vomit was black...-_-. wanna know y? he had been chewing (to be politically correct - EaTiNg) wood chips which are used as fertiliser in the backyard and dried leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just the other day, we kept him in the toilet as we used insecticide to get rid of the ants that were invading a kitchen. The managed to shit all over the toilet floor -_-. We had classes the other day, so we just cleaned up the shit and decided to mop the floor when we got back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Every night without fail, he will "sing" us to sleep for hours on end. We get free lullabies every night. well....so far this is the things he has managed to stressed us out on....more hell to come *sobx*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23211864-114121208539734135?l=anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/114121208539734135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23211864&amp;postID=114121208539734135' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23211864/posts/default/114121208539734135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23211864/posts/default/114121208539734135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anightmareonarnottstreet.blogspot.com/2006/03/nightmares-so-far.html' title='The Nightmares so far...'/><author><name>May Ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05615496454260906286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23211864.post-114121070138665685</id><published>2006-03-01T02:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T03:03:43.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What begins as a new journey...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I have no better title for this entry. Haha. But well, It's 1st March 2006 and the 3 of us have been staying together since 16th February 2006. That's the day Wage and I returned back to Melbourne. May Ying, on the other hand, was already back in Melbourne. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;To sum up the long stories of what has been happening, let's just put it as the first week was an extremely busy one for us. And on 18th February, Wage bought a Pure Border Collie. It's an adorable little thing. =) I named him Louis. After the big brand name, Louis Vuitton. Haha! To think that I actually thought that all the brand name naming of animals would stop after Hugo. But I guess it just doesn't stop there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Anyway, we finally got all our phone lines sorted out, plus the gas stove fixed (cuz' it screwed up after a few days of usage and Wage was the one using it when it screwed up). Oh yes, we after much travelling around Melbourne, we got our major (basic) appliances and most of our room furniture. Hee~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ah yes... we even had PZ and Christine visiting already. Haha~ PZ even had the chance to stay over. LoL~ And, we also managed to squeeze in the time for a steamboat dinner. Power right? LoL~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Right now, it's mainly school and waiting for the high speed internet to be activated for us. =P After which, I'll definitely upload pics of Louis. He's a rascal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh yes, in case you're wondering, why is the blog called anightmareonarnottstreet, the nightmare we're referring to is actually Louis. And that's why is 2 girls, 1 Guy and A Nightmare.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Hahaha!~ &lt;/em&gt;It's interesting right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;That's about it from me. 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